18+ content | 3,6k words | kominato ryousuke x reader.
tags/cw: afab!reader, omegaverse, fated pair, alpha!ryousuke, omega!reader, alcohol consumption, kissing, suggestive content, presumed unrequited love, no editing we die like neji.
part 2
a late bloomer. that’s what people called it. called you. your heat hadn’t come despite you being well into your late twenties. and despite knowing full well that your were, in fact, an omega. there’d been tests. a lot of tests. but you took them all on, with your head held high. and maybe it wasn’t that bad that it hadn’t, because you’d heard from friends how hard it was to spend your heat alone, when you hadn’t found your fated pair yet, to help you through it. but then again, how were you supposed to know and find your fated pair, when your heat didn’t come? how were you supposed to find your fated pair, when you wouldn’t be able to pick up on their pheromones before your first heat brought that ability about? it was absolutely both good and bad, being a late bloomer.
but it was alright. it was whatever. you couldn’t actually change it anyway, so you’d settled on acceptance. in your early twenties, you’d been upset that it didn’t come. and more than once had you confided in your best friend ryousuke. ryousuke was always supportive, albeit with a bit of bite. because of course he was. but he was supportive in a way that was distinctly him. soon enough though, you came to the point where it wasn’t that big of a deal anymore. it’d happen one day, and even if it didn’t— well, you could still live a full life. without going in heat and without a fated pair.
in actuality, you already had a pretty good life, a good job, primarily because ryousuke had introduced you, since when you’d made a pretty good impression with the team coaches and other staff members. since when you’d gotten a job offer that you weren’t late to refuse. it was a good job and you got to see ryousuke more often than you otherwise would’ve been able to.
the season had just ended and both the team and all the staff had been invited to a reception, in celebration of the teams recent victories. you and ryousuke would be attending together, since neither of you had partners, and you were best friends after all. it felt natural.
it felt natural when ryousuke picked you up. it felt natural when you slid into the passenger seat of his car. and it felt natural as he pulled out on the main road, accelerating until he settled at a comfortable speed. he leaned back in his seat. relaxed. comfortable. it felt— your eyes strayed to ryousuke. there was a familiar curl to his curve of his lips as he watched to road ahead. tilting his head, ryousuke threw you a short glance, the drag of his mouth stretching just a bit further, eyes already back on the road.
“nice dress.” the ever teasing lilt to his voice could probably have thrown off someone who didn’t know ryousuke as well as you did, had they’d heard his words in passing. but not you. you knew him well after all of these years, and to you, the sincerity was only scarcely concealed in every syllable.
“you like it?” you told yourself that his opinion only mattered, because he was your best friend. and it was true, that with a friend like ryousuke, being praised did mean a little something extra. ryousuke wasn’t someone to give praise and compliments where they weren’t due. often, instead opting for pushing others to do their best and improve through harsh words and berated guiding. so when ryousuke really did praise someone, with his words no less, you knew that you could always trust it to be entirely truthful. the part that startled you though, was your internal desire for him to look at you again. to keep looking at you. it was the way your skin hand prickled when he did briefly glance your way earlier.
“yeah, it’s pretty,” he said. casually. as if it didn’t mean anything to say. “suits you.”
“thank you. not sure it was the best choice for tonight though,” you said, flat out. it felt too tight. too warm. like it was clinging to you, making your skin feel hot. that was probably why your skin had felt downright alive earlier. at least that’s what you told yourself, forgoing logic of the timing.
“how so?”
“i don’t know, it felt fine back at home, but—“
“you look great.” the words were absolutely meant to be reassuring, but they felt thick on his tongue. in your ears. sweet, even if he hadn’t spoken particularly sweetly. you swallowed once, before you felt like you could speak clearly.
“that— that’s not what i meant,” you said, inwardly cursing yourself for the slight stutter. not that it mattered. ryousuke had heard your stutter in various situations before, it was normal for people to trip on their own words every now and then. but for some reason, right now, you couldn’t stand the thought of it. “it just feels kind of tight.”
“well maybe you shouldn’t have worn something tight fitting then,” ryousuke countered.
“it’s not that tight!” ryousuke simply hummed a undistinguishable tune in response, and you might’ve been upset if your mind wasn’t otherwise occupied by the tightness over your skin. “isn’t it kinda hot in here?” you ask, question lingering in the air as ryousuke sent a quick glance your way. his expression still painted in such familiar colors, a little teasing, toeing the line of menacing.
“is it?” it wasn’t actually a question for you to answer. not exactly. but you did anyway.
“a little.” you smile at the little huff coming from the drivers seat. you watched him for a moment, mouth feeling dry as you took him in. he’d dressed up nicely for the occasion. dress shirt and slacks. even a tie around his neck as well. “do you mind if turn on the a’c?”
“go ahead.”
and so you did. yet, it didn’t seem to cool you down as much as you’d hoped. it was nice, sure, but your skin still felt heated, a light tingle ever present from the warmth. you probably really should have worn a different dress. leaning your head back against the headrest of your set, you let yourself soak in the coolness of the a’c, even as the effect wasn’t as much as expected, a little was still better than none at all.
the rest of the drive transpired in silence. comfortable silence at that. comfortable. yet still imposing. you didn’t actually know how that was possible, but it seemed that it was. while it was comefortable, you couldn’t help but hope that he’d say something. you didn’t actually know what. but something. anything that would take your mind off how unbearably warm this dress was, and how it clung to your skin. but he didn’t. he drove, and before you knew it, the car was parked, and ryousuke stood there, car door open and hand extended for you to take.
“coming?” shaking the discomfort, you took his hand and let him help you out the car. your hands felt clammy. an unusual feeling. why did your hands tingle? and why did the breeze feel so good against what little of your skin was exposed? ryousuke watched you, hand lingering just a little longer. or maybe you just thought it up? maybe. that’s at least what you told yourself when his hand slid out of yours. what a silly thought. or maybe it wasn’t? ryousuke’s hand instead found the small of your back and lead you inside, leaving a tingling handprint on your body when you’d made it in, and he let go. reluctantly maybe? another silly thought, you told yourself.
or maybe. maybe it wasn’t all that silly. because it seemed, that whenever the chance appeared, one of ryousuke’s hands found you. whether it be knuckles brushing yours to get your attention, a hand on your waist to steer you in the right direction as you walked side by side, or fingers settling against your arm when they two of you spoke. when… someone looked? a little too long? no, you must’ve made that up, for sure. but there was something about the way he never strayed from your side for long. how he always reappeared when someone was showing interest. something about the way you were painfully aware of his presence at any given time. how you felt him coming before he opened his mouth a positively scared off any hopeful admirer.
it was at such a moment, standing near a wall, watching one of ryousuke’s teammates scramble off with his head hanging low that it happened. shaking your head, you decided not to comment on ryousuke’s intimidating demeanor. instead you heaved a frustrated sigh, feeling utterly restricted and uncomfortable in this ridiculous dress. you made yourself a mental note of never wearing this dress again. ryousuke watched you. expectancy. waiting for you to speak.
“it’s just this cursed dress.” you groan, tugging a little at the fabric covering your arms. “i really shouldn’t have worn something with sleeves.”
“that bad?” not a single muscle in ryousuke’s face betrayed what thoughts may be happening behind that all familiar draw at his lips.
“yeah, i’m sweating.”
“it’s not even that hot in here. are you sick?” while the words were those of concern, ryousuke’s tone stayed the same. another thing that a stranger might not have noticed for what it was, but after all these years by his side, you didn’t seem to have that struggle. at least for the most part, you had a pretty good read on him.
“i don’t think so?” ryousuke put a hand on your arm for what seemed like the umpteenth time that night. it was such a casual touch, nothing out of the ordinary. but his hand felt so warm, even through the fabric of your dress. yet, it somehow felt soothing.
“you really are warm.” he noted. your head did feel a little fuzzy, but internally, you blamed it on the flute of bubbles you’d been handed upon your arrival. that was probably it. all things considered it was probably also the reason why your skin felt warm to the touch. ryousuke though, wasn’t letting up just yet. “if you’re not feeling well, you should’ve canceled.”
“i’m fine, ryou.” he looked at you with that calculated expression. borderline judging. “i only started on the way here. and i’m fine.”
“it started on the way here?”
“yeah. it was really hot in your car, remember?” you crossed your arms across your chest, ryousuke refusing to let his hand slide off of your arm as you did. instead it slipped further towards your elbow, having you shift your weight onto your other foot.
“it really wasn’t that warm.” ryou searched your face, brows knitted together slightly. “are you wearing a new perfume?”
“what?”
“i asked if you’re wearing a new perfume. you smell different.” his hand moved. slowly. fingers absentmindedly trailing down your side. traveling while he spoke. gracing over the fabric over your waist
“i’m not,” you said, skin blazing under his touch, even through your dress. maybe it should have confused you, that ryousuke touched you like this. but as it was, the wonder didn’t even cross your mind. only the feeling of his fingers crowded your head, even as you tried to push it down and concentrate on his words, not his touch. “it’s the same as always.” he searched your face for another beat, breathing in deeply.
“are you–” ryousuke stopped, voice dropping low. he cast a glance around the room, before turning back to you, a twitch at the corner of his mouth the only tell that something was off. “come with me.”
“what? why?”
“just come,” he repeated, snatching your wrist as a muscle in his jaw tightening slightly. he didn’t pull or try to force you to go with him. he simply held onto your wrist and lead you away from the crowds when you nodded and obediently followed his lead. he simply held onto you, but even that simple touch had your head feeling heavier and your skin feeling even hotter. tingly. he didn’t say anything else before you’re safely removed from any prying eyes and listening ears. he didn’t utter a single word, before he’d found himself befitting nook in a vacant bathroom far from any festivities hosted in the building. and even then, he watched you for a moment longer, as time stretched between you. then he inched closer.
“let me get this straight,” he said, intently studying you, breathing deep. or maybe he was steeling himself, for something you didn’t quite comprehend yet. “you’re wearing the same perfume as always, correct?” you sighed. you already told him this, so why? well.
“yes.”
“funny. you smell notably different,” he noted and moved even closer. he inhaled, as if to confirm with himself, shoulders sagging ever so slightly. “sweeter. you’re feeling hot?”
“yes,” you repeated, still confused at his insistence that you smelled different; too busy mentally convincing yourself that he’s probably just imagining it, to pay much mind to his other questions.
“feels like an oncoming fever doesn’t it?” he asked. you’d been over this already, so why did he keep pressing the matter? a fever? you hadn’t even mentioned it feeling like that, but now that he’d said it, it might. but even then, something stubborn inside of you, kept you from going back on the insistence that you were indeed okay.
“i’m fine,” you said, brushing it off. or at least you tried to. ryousuke caught your chin between his fingers, and held you in place as he looked into your eyes.
“answer me properly.” there was something about the way he spoke. about his tone. the words. you didn’t know, but it made you want to do just that. compelled you in a way that surprised you. welcome, but still surprising.
“i guess. but i really am fine,” you added. maybe you should have stepped away. maybe you should have turned your head, pulled free of his grasp. maybe. but his fingers felt good against your skin. warm. callused, but soft. perfect.
“how’s you’re head?” ryousuke inched even closer. heat burnt across your skin. all the little hairs across your body stood on end. he was close. so, so close. too close. not close enough. you wanted to step closer. which was weird. you shouldn’t want that. you shouldn’t. squaring your shoulders, you mustered all defiance left in your body.
“ryou, i’m not sick,” you told him. and that was final. there was nothing more to discuss. or at least that’s what you tried to communicate. that’s what you wanted your tone to say. and you were ready to tell him so, when he opened his mouth to speak once more.
“no, you’re not,” he said. your own mouth snapped shot. what? you’d been ready to tell him to stop pushing it. to tell you that you were done discussing it. but he just agreed? what? you looked at him in silence, confused. confused because he didn’t fight back. confused because with every passing moment the desire to move in closer got stronger.
“what?” your voice came out weak and just as confused as your were.
“how does it feel—“ ryousuke started, ignoring your question. as he spoke, he stepped a little closer, inserting himself into your personal space, like you yourself had longed to do. you didn’t back away when he his hand moved down, tracing your exposed collarbone with his fingers. “—when i touch you?”
“good,” was the first ghost of a word to leave your mouth, spilling from your lips before you’d even decided to say it. and had you had the chance to decide, you probably wouldn’t have said it. “warm. hot. like my skin is on fire,” you quickly added in an attempt to cover up the confession.
“you’re in heat,” ryousuke stated, fingers still lingering against your skin. caressing. moving. burning against your hammering pulse.
“what?” you asked again. you heard him. of course you did. but as soon as you did, your blood started rushing in your ears, drowning out the very words and their meaning. you heard him. but you didn’t quite follow. or maybe the disbelief was all in your head. you were what?
“you’re going into heat.” you couldn’t be. of course not. you’d never been in heat. but you were an omega, so– why not? maybe you were actually getting sick after all, and this was ryousuke’s way of making you admit defeat. of making you accept the fact for what it was. but somehow you didn’t quite think that was the case after all. your hands clenched, unclenched. clenched, unclenched. clenched.
“how do you know?” you found yourself asking. because how did he know? and when did you accept this to be true? only mere moments prior, the thought felt completely and utterly insane. your mind was racing. spinning. how you managed to string words together into coherent sentences was a miracle you couldn’t quite comprehend.
“i’ve had my rut more than a few times, remember?” he asked, not waiting for you to reply before he continued. you nodded anyway. “i know how it makes the body feel. and the smell– the smell is unmistakably alluring.”
“i thought only your fated pair could smell that.”
“that’s correct,” he said, only then making you realize you’d spoken out loud. you looked back up to catch his gaze with yours, only then realizing you’d been watching him speak, watching his lips form each word and each syllable, for who knew how long. the silence settled for a moment. what? ryousuke looked at you like he waited for a reaction. like he expected you to say something. he grew blurry around the edges. or maybe it was your vision glazing over. his lips curled into that familiar smirk of his as he watched you. “you know what this means right? the fact that i can smell it on you. that your body is reacting to me.” a dull ache rose in your abdomen. did he realize what his closeness did to you? did he realize how the ache felt so much like a calling. like it was screaming for him. could he hear? could he feel? could he–
“ryousuke– i–” you didn’t understand. no, actually you understood what you needed, all too clear. but you didn’t understand how this came to be. and at the very moment, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. but you understand what this meant. and you wanted it. him. but you didn’t. your head kept spinning, when he finally said the words.
“you’re my fated pair,” he pressed. “and i’m yours.” he watched you. he was close. so close. had he moved even closer? and you stood there, lost for words and brain churning. he was your fated pair. he was your fated pair and you yearned for him. yearned for his fingers to touch you elsewhere. to caress you in places that no one else had ever ventured. where no one but yourself had ever touched. did it really have to be him? your best friend. of course it had to be him. it was like the universe knew that you cared for him in a way that’d you’d never cared for anyone else. feelings you’d tried for years to squash, because he wasn’t yours to hold. but he was. he was your fated pair. and you were his. what did this mean?
“what’re we supposed to do now?” it felt like ages had passed before the words spilled from your lips. but– oh god he was so close. the aching deepend.
“you tell me.” his tongue poked out to wet his lips, but he didn’t lean in. actually, he didn’t move at all, lest for said lips, as he spoke again. “there’s nothing we’re supposed to do. we can do what we want. so tell me. what do you want?” what did you want? you weren’t actually sure. or maybe you were. yeah. deep down, you knew exactly what you wanted, but how were you supposed to tell him that? even now when your whole body was on fire and his scent alone made your mouth water, a twinge of fear leashed your tongue. how were you supposed to tell him? how were you supposed to throw caution out the window and just lay yourself bare for him to reject?
“i think–” you trailed off, searching for something to say. did he even want this? want you? he’d never shown you any interest that could be interpreted as romantic. but that’s just the thing with ryousuke, wasn’t it? he was in general not one to showcase feelings, and when you were being honest, you’d never seen him show interest in anyone like that, whether romantic or sexual.
“what do you need? tell me.” there it was again. that compelling need to be honest and tell him exactly what he asked. what he wanted.
“i need you to kiss me. touch me.” that familiar draw at his lip twitched upward, and pulled into something wicked. something unnerving that sent a shiver running down your spine, forcing you to shudder. unnerving. thrilling. like a hunter, keenly watching every reaction visible on your face. in your stance. your words.
“as you wish, princess.” the words were sweet, but the tone was all but. it was teasing. mocking even, and somehow utterly him. painstakingly so. that was the last thing to run through your head before the ache in your abdomen seared, making your knees buckle, as his lips connected to yours and you clenched around nothing.
*:･ﾟ✧ all interactions are greatly appreciated. thank you for reading ♡
Feat. Ryosuke, Haruichi, Chris, Todoroki, & Sanada
Pt. 1
Ryosuke
I honestly do not think he’d be embarrassed about his crush on you
He’s not going to straight up tell anyone, but he’s not really hiding it either
Comes up behind you and whispers cheeky words in your ear
Always teasing you with that smug smile
If someone dares to try to embarrass him in front of you, he will make them regret it
“Kuramochi, if you don’t shut up, I’ll send Sawamura’s girl friend, that you always message a picture of you in the girls uniform.”
“Kuramochi, you put on the girls’ uniform?”
“Crossing the line. LEAVE ME ALONE.”
Not a big fan of sharing you with others, mostly likes one on one time with you
will always try to make opportunities to get the two of you alone
“Hey Isashiki, I heard Yuki was looking for you. Don’t worry, (y/n) and I will be fine by ourselves.”
This sly bastard will try all sorts of tricks to make sure you fall for him
It works.
Haruichi
How he reacts to you as his crush depends on when you meet him
If it’s in his 1st year, he’ll probably be a little shy, hesitant to talk to you
But if it’s during his second year, or even the later part of his 1st year, he’s not so shy
He’ll approach you, start conversations, make jokes and being overall charming
This man is suddenly a comedian when you are around, and sometimes Sawamura falls victim to being the butt of his jokes
Like his brother, likes to get alone time with you, but tries to be a bit more subtle about it
“I was having trouble with this one concept, maybe you could help me understand it better after practice?”
Regardless of grade level, will always be embarrassed when someone points out his crush
Mans is ready to fight someone with a full pink face
Like yes we all know who he likes, you just don’t need to point it out when they’re right there
What do you mean he’s showing off just because you’re watching, he always plays like this??
He’s just always there for you, and makes you feel really good
Chris
Just acts like a normal fucking person around you
At first, it’s hard to tell if he has feelings for you or he’s just being nice
It would become clearer with time
He’ll try to start dropping hints that he’s interested and see what you do in response
If someone brings up his crush, he’ll just admit it, he’s not ashamed of it
Is just very kind and always willing to help you, whether is
He’s not very talkative usually, but when he’s with you he makes sure to talk enough so you won’t get bored of him
This man is so secure with himself he’s so hot
Doesn’t need a reason to talk to you, would walk up to you and talk
Can say cute or romantic things so easily that it has you blushing and do it while like moving hair out of your face
“You look really beautiful today.”
Like SIR 🥵 we are in public, you know what you’re doing and you expect me to keep myself composed??
Does not get jealous easily, but if you’re giving someone else too much attention he will get you to pay attention to him instead
“Hold still, there’s something on your face.” He leans forward and wipes under your eye. “It was just an eyelash.” And now you’re staring into his eyes
Todoroki
Already has a hard enough time speaking in front of people
But you, that’s a whole different obstacle
At first, mans cannot even speak to you
The best he can do is stand next to you and grin nervously and maybe let out a few nervous laughs but he has been told that his laugh isn’t exactly attractive
And whoever said that is wrong because his laughter is cute 🥺
Most of his first few advances were actually just his teammates talking to you for him while he stands there
He will eventually be able to talk to you with the encouragement of his teammates
It could speed up the process if you go to one of his games and see the “other side” of him, especially if you catch him after the game and the adrenaline high is still affecting him
He’d probably greet you and talk to you without noticing for a bit before remembering himself and shrinking back into his quiet self, but now that you’ve seen it, he’s a bit more confident in front of you
Since words aren’t his strong suit, he may try giving you things, just small things like drinks and snacks from the vending machine 
Just gets really blushy in front of you and can’t stop smiling whenever you speak to him
Will think about you and baseball 24/7
Swears that he can swing the bat even harder when you watch him
Sanada
We all know this man is a flirt
And boy does he flirt with you
But he kinda does that with everyone so it’s hard for you to know that his feelings for you are any deeper, and he’s aware of this
So he makes time for you, hangs around you, goes to your class during breaks just to bother you
He asks you a lot of questions to get you to speak more than him
Probably offers to walk you home to try to show that it’s you that he likes and not anyone else
If another guy gives you attention, he WILL get in the way
“Oh this Saturday, (y/n) is busy. They’re coming to my game. Right (y/n)? See, sorry, maybe another time.”
“Oh by the way, I think you should come to my game, and maybe after we get something to eat.” He says to you after the guy leaves.
If you were talking to another guy, he could probably just walk up, sit beside you and start rolling up his shirt sleeves to expose his forearms and you’re distracted
He knows he’s attractive, and knows how to use it
Likes to sling his arm over your shoulder and pull you into him
He’s around you so much most people probably assume you two are together before he ever asks you out
ft. miyuki kazuya, sawamura eijun, kuramochi youichi, furuya satoru, kominato haruichi, kominato ryousuke, takigawa chris yuu, yuki tetsuya, kawakami norifumi, isashiki jun
MIYUKI cooks for you when you forget to eat your lunch for the day or when you’re hungry. his meals are always simple, never too fancy, but it’s perfect. “at this point i feel like you’re forgetting your lunch on purpose just so i can cook for you.” he snickered, ruffling your hair. “not that i mind anyway.” he sneaks you into the the spirit dorm cafeteria and cooks a quick meal of fried rice, but you swear it’s the best thing you’ve ever tasted. “i’m so full!” you stretch, and all he does is laugh and smile.
SAWAMURA always puts excessive emoji’s when he’s texting you because words can’t describe how much he’s feeling, especially when he tells you he loves you. “HAVE AN AMAZING DAY LOVE I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️” seeing his texts always puts a smile on your face because you know how genuine and pure he is. sometimes he’ll complain if you’re a bit late though. “HELLO?? ARE YOU GETTING MY TEXTS 😢😢😢😢😢”
KURAMOCHI is very competitive when it comes to video games, and no matter how many times you tell him not to go easy on you, he’ll let loose a couple times if you’re on a big losing streak. “take that, i finally beat you!” you triumph with your fist in the air, laughing at him. he shook his head and smirked, “after how many times?” “shut up! a win is a win.” you replied. maybe he’ll let you win more just to see that cocky smile on your face that he loves so much.
FURUYA will get anything you want, not only because he loves doing errands but that’s how he shows how much he loves you. when you mention you’re craving a drink or snack, he’ll show up at your classroom with that drink or snack. when you need something, he’ll get it. “i’m craving choco milk,” you sighed, writing notes as you helped him study in the library. he suddenly got up and said, “be right back.” you were so lost in studying that soft thump brought you back to reality, realizing it was a small carton of chocolate milk.
HARUICHI likes to go on walks with you when the sun is setting because it’s the two things he likes: sunsets and you. sometimes you both would spiral into a meaningful conversations, or sometimes it would be the comfortable silence embedded between you two. whatever it was, he always felt safe around you, and to him it felt like home. “the sunset’s so pretty tonight,” you muttered to him, turning your head to kiss him on the cheek. he smiled at you with a blush on his cheeks, “you’re even prettier, y/n.”
RYOUSUKE is so patient with you whenever you ask him to help you study. he’ll tease you here and there, telling you that “the concept is so easy,” or “it’s simple,” but he doesn’t give up until you understand it. he wants the best for you, and he’ll even try to explain whatever subject in a way that’s understandable to you. “so when it comes to ionic bonds, it’s give and take, and for covalent, they share.” he explained, writing examples down in your notebook. you sighed in relief, finally getting it, “that makes sense now! thank you so much ryousuke.” he’s never been prouder when you tell him about the A you got on your test the next day.
CHRIS loves to take candid photos of you because he believes that’s in your most natural element; no fake smiles or mask, just natural you. there’s a whole album dedicated to you in his phone, and he always posts them on his instagram story with a love song. he took you to little garden that was lowkey, and as you stared at the flowers, he took multiple photos of you without getting caught. you find out when he mentions you on instagram, and you see a picture of your pointing at the lavenders to a love song. the caption was “pretty.”
YUKI listens to patiently as you rant about whoever and whatever. he makes minor comments here and there, hums, and nods his head. “well i’m sorry you had to go through that, sweetheart.” he kisses your forehead as you huff, and then frowned. “i know it’s so mean but i just can’t— i’m so mad.” he shakes his head and laughs, pulling you into a hug. “i’m on your side; if you don’t like them, then so do i.”
KAWAKAMI always sends you good morning and good night texts everyday without fail— he will make the time to do so. he wants you to know that he’s constantly thinking about you; when he wakes up in the morning and before he goes to bed. you woke up really early to study one time, yet you still saw a notification on your phone, smiling as you read a “good morning! i know you’re gonna study so i just wanted to tell you that you’re gonna ace that test and that i will see you later :)” it was five in the morning.
ISASHIKI rants, vents, talks about all his favourite manga and manga scenes and recommends you so many of them. he gets so happy when you’ve read them and give your own opinion, so now you two have this little mini manga club of two members (you and him) where you discuss about anything and everything. “but this scene in deadman wonderland! can you believe it? he’s so OP.” he exclaimed. you replied, “tell me about it— it’s so unpredictable of what’s gonna happen now. i don’t even know if ganta will win.” he pouted, “HE WILL WIN, Y/N. HE WILL.”
the friction of his baseball pants against your clit was addicting. your underwear was wet enough to stick to your skin and leave a wet patch on his pants, not that he would notice. now matter how loud you moaned or how fast you dragged your hips, he pretended not to care. he was watching a rerun of a baseball game between two teams you had never heard of, refusing to give you attention. fuck, he just looked so good, you couldn't help yourself. you're not sure how much more you could take, already approaching your third orgasm as you stall your hips to catch your breath. that's when, finally, his eyes wander to you: "did i say you could slow down? keep going. you're not done until i say so."
Haruichi is very nervous. This is his very first relationship and he has no experience with kissing anyone. Before actually trying to initiate with you, he will do a bit of research. Though it was embarrassing to admit, he decided to turn to movies, anime, and manga. From all those, he learned a few things about kissing. It was about setting the right mood and atmosphere. He was in no rush to have his first kiss but he knew that he wanted it to be with you. This guy rarely talks about his relationship with you with others.
He wanted to ask for advice but he couldn't really think of anyone perfect for it. Sawamura is completely out of the question, that guy probably never had a relationship before. Plus, it looks like all he thinks about it baseball and nothing else. That goes for Furuya as well, he might look like a guy would be the popular figure in his class but he's not really that way. Haruichi assumed ― no, he knows ― that Furuya has no experience as well. In the end, he thought that asking the first years were not the right choice.
His last resort was to ask his older brother, Ryousuke. However, the moment he stood in front of his dorm room, Haruichi thought that it was best not too. Who knows what kind of thinks he would suggest, given his nature. In fact, the younger Kominato fears that his older brother would feed him baseless lies. With how busy he was with practice, it wasn't often that he saw you, only between classes and during lunch breaks. You would drop by the baseball field occasionally when you had nothing to do, assisting the managers and watching the boys practice.
"I'm surprised that you wanted to go somewhere on your day off. I thought you would want to practice a bit more." you said, swinging your linked hands together. Haruichi's cheeks were slightly red as he looked down onto his feet.
"Practice is important but I think spending a day with you will be worth it."
"Please don't blame me if someone takes your position." you teased lightly.
It made him smile. You were such an understanding person and very patient with him. As a member of Seidou's baseball team, he was always busy with the practice menus prepared by the Coach and self-practice afterward. You never once complained about it, often encouraged him to not overwork himself and get enough rest. Plus, everyone's been telling him to not neglect you too much because you don't deserve it. He took you out to have lunch in a small cafe just a train ride away from your house and took you to the places you wanted to go to.
Once the sky had turned dark, you decided that it was enough for today. The two of you walked down the familiar path that led to your house. Surprisingly, there were not many people around and once you cross this pedestrian bridge, you would reach home. He could see a few cars passing by on the road and a few other pedestrians. He took a moment to appreciate how happy you looked by the end of the day. The light breeze that passed by had messed up your hair but Haruichi found it astonishing.
This timing, this atmosphere, and with nobody around. Haruichi watched as you slowly walked up the stairs and remained on his spot at the bottom of the flight. You stopped to turn around to see why he had stopped moving.
"Haru?" you were now standing at the bottom with him, tugging at his shirt.
It all happened within an instant. He got lost in your eyes, and held onto your chin. The feeling was exhilarating, his heart was beating so fast but his body was surprisingly light when he thought it would feel heavy. Within a millisecond, he pressed his lips against yours so faintly that you could barely feel it. Haruichi pulls away at the last minute, putting his hands on your shoulders, and pushes himself away from your face. You blinked owlishly, the light touch of his lips on yours was still lingering.
"I-I gotta go! S-See you tomorrow, [First Name]-san!" he blurts out and dashes away before you could even say anything.
You called out to him as he was running away but he didn't listen and kept on running. You let out a small sigh, touching your lips with your index finger. Though it happened so fast and unexpectedly, it happened. A small peck on your lips. It was very light almost to the point where you couldn't feel it. You climbed up the stairs, covering the lower half of your face with your hand to hide the blush on your cheeks and the giddy smile on your lips.
Kominato Haruichi, your shy boyfriend had just kissed you. The fact that he didn't apologize for it meant that he was actually aiming for this to begin with.
KOMINATO RYOUSUKE
Ryousuke is a huge tease. Plus he doesn't hide his relationship with you at all. In fact, he's very open about it. Not only does it make him feel happy to be able to finally hold your hand in front but the way you react to his advances was just too cute. It was no surprise that everyone knew that he was dating you, almost everyone knew that you and him were a couple. You both rarely go on dates but Ryousuke takes you out a couple of times, claiming that he was just bored and happened to be free. Honestly, you can’t really tell if that’s true or not. He’s just that good at hiding his true intentions.
Not having his first kiss yet, never actually bothered him at all. He didn’t seem to feel the same way as most who fantasize and imagine their first kiss as something magical. Truthfully, he thinks its a bit ridiculous. Sure it’s probably going to be your most memorable one as it's your very first. But, Ryousuke thinks that its nothing worth making a huge deal of. Though he had to admit that he wanted it to be something a bit more special. Something that you could look back and recall the experience. He did try to look for opportunities to kiss you before.
This guy isn’t that big on PDA but he has no problems with showing affection in public. Ryousuke is not shy with his ways of showing affection at all. Now, you were in Seidou's dining area, sorting through your school notes. You and Ryousuke decided to review a few things for the upcoming test. There were a few other people around, doing their own revision and discussing a few things. You tapped your pencil against your notebook, pointing out a few things. On the other hand, Ryousuke's attention is elsewhere.
"Ryo, are you actually paying attention?" you asked.
"Aren't I supposed to be saying that to you? Since you're the one who asked me out here because you fell asleep in class and now have no idea what parts need to be revised?" he rested his elbow on the table, hand on his cheek as he smirked at you.
"You said you're gonna teach me some Math!" you protested.
"After you copy Chemistry."
He watched as you grumbled something underneath your breath before continuing jotting down notes. It was pretty rare that you fell asleep in class and seeing how your boyfriend is in the same year as you, so you could borrow his notes. He was generous enough to accompany you and offered to teach you Maths since there were a few parts that you didn't quite understand. But he seems to be relishing how you seem to be annoyed by the fact you need to jot down notes because he refuses to lend you his notes. Well, he needs it to study at some point too, right?
Ryousuke put down his pencil between the pages of his book and turned his attention towards you. After a while, you decided to take a break from all that writing and studying. You were slightly uncomfortable at the fact that he's just looking at you, it made you feel like you were being observed by a teacher. He moved closer to you and you sat still, feeling your face flush bright red. Was he really going to kiss you? In front of everyone? You shut your eyes instinctively.
"You thought I was going to kiss you?" Ryousuke teased, letting out a small laugh. You let out a few unfathomable sounds that he saw as your way to show your frustration and embarrassment. Just when you thought your first kiss with your boyfriend will be romantic, he has to tease you for being a bit eager. You pouted and turned your head away, visibly showing how upset you were.
"Hey, [First Name]-chan. Turn this way." he shifted. You didn't know what he was up to but if he wanted to tease you some more, the right course of action was to be deviant. Giving him the silent treatment would be childish so you decided against that.
He leans in and kisses you without warning.
"Ryousuke!" you screamed, completely red-faced while the male laughed it off.
Total: 1558 words
Published: 29.10.2020
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miyuki kazuya x reader, kominato ryousuke x reader
inflicted jealousy
miyuki kazuya:
every single time you’ve waited for miyuki after a game, a flock of girls were always waiting for him, ready to pounce at him as if he was single. at first it was fine; you thought it was normal since they were quite popular, but that was until he made no efforts in pushing them off. he even made small talk with some of them, entertaining their day which made your head boil every single time.
today you saw the same girls, waiting at the entrance where seido was to exit. they had won the game against yakushi, now qualified for the finals and for the entire game, you can hear their ear-screeching voices cheer for your boyfriend, spilling words they most likely didn’t even knew what it meant— “nice fast ball! foul! blah!” you figured that if you couldn’t be the first one to congratulate miyuki, you’ll just give him a taste of his own medicine.
at the other entrance, you’ve spotted sanada walking with raichi, talking to a few scouters and reporters. you’ve known sanada for a while, having grown up with him as a child and his family a few houses down yours. you decided to head to his direction.
“shunpei!” you called out, waving your hand. he turned to you and smiled, walking towards you.
“you got it next game,” you grinned, playfully punching his shoulder. “you did good.” he ruffled your hair and laughed at you, “yeah, i’m gonna beat that boyfriend of yours one day. he’s too good.”
you chuckled and caught up with him, and even gave raichi some snacks you kept in your bag in which he shyly accepted. miyuki on the other hand was already scanning for you amongst the flock of girls, wondering why you haven’t showed up. he was sure he saw you on the bleachers, but his curiosity came to a halt when he saw you giggling with yakushi’s ace. a dark glimmer appeared on his eyes as kuramochi asked, “why do you look like that?”
“why is she with him?” he said, almost inaudible. fortunately kuramochi caught it and laughed, shoving his shoulder. “what’re you doing here? go get her!” with no words left to say, miyuki stomped (more like walk angrily) to you, cutting off whatever sanada was talking to you about. he tightly wrapped an arm around your waist, looking down on you. you weren’t scared— in fact, you had him right where you wanted, but of course you didn’t show that as you replaced your deceits with a smile. “kazuya!” you beamed, “what’s up?”
“what’s up is that you weren’t there waiting for me,” he said, looking at sanada, “why were you with him?”
before you could put miyuki into his place, you quickly bid sanada and raichi goodbye as you pulled him aside. your grin quickly dropped, huffing your chest out to make you look strong.
“if my boyfriend can’t shove off some girls for his girlfriend, i will gladly cheer on for someone else.”
miyuki grunted and rubbed his temples, “is this what it’s about? i can’t help it, y/n. they’re already there and—”
“then like i said, i’ll gladly cheer for someone else after,” you replied, cursing under your breath after. but before you can walk away, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into a hug.
“no way. i’ll make sure those girls won’t bother me again. you’re the first one i want to see.”
“how does it feel, idiot.” you murmured.
“i’m sorry.”
“yeah? well you better show me that by buying me a new game.”
there we go.
kominato ryousuke:
“do you ever get jealous, ryousuke?” you asked, genuinely curious since nothing seems to bother him. the other day, your classmate was in the middle of confessing to you, and with the unfortunate luck of timing, your boyfriend had walked in you guys. but rather than a reaction of envy, he merely laughed after, and that was that. you found it kind of unfair, since those girls that always surrounded your boyfriend were absolutely head over heels for him and always made you a bit uneasy. it wasn’t that he gave you the reason to doubt him, it’s just he didn’t particularly do anything about it.
“hm? why do you ask?” he replied, flipping over the pages of the novel he was reading.
“just curious..” you mumbled.
“i think it’s stupid, to be honest.”
stupid? he thought it was stupid? heat rapidly rose to your cheeks, feeling humiliated that your feelings were sort of invalidated. quickly getting up, you walked to his door. “i’m gonna go back to my dorm, i told haruno i’d study with her. goodnight!” before ryousuke could say it back, you’d run out. he sighed, “i’ll talk to her tomorrow.”
the next day, you haven’t said a word to ryousuke; instead you hung around kuramochi, in attempt to get a taste of his own medicine— well, not really. you just wanted him to know what you felt like.
of course ryousuke noticed, and it didn’t bother him— in the beginning. throughout the day, it sounded like your laughter was amplified with whatever kuramochi told you, and he even went as far as to buying you lunch insisting that it’s just courtesy. ryousuke obviously started to get ticked off, and he’s had enough when he spotted you two at the vending machine before practice.
“what’s this?” ryousuke asked, interrupting whatever you and kuramochi were talking about. you turned to your boyfriend and smiled, finally saying something to him today. “he treated me to my favourite drink!” you waved the canned coffee in front of his face, “ain’t he the best?”
kuramochi smiled and laughed, but all of that was quickly dropped when a vein appeared on ryousuke’s head.
“here youichi, i’ll give you money for the drink.” he pulled out some change from his pocket, handing it to kuramochi.
“ryo-san, it’s fine, it was only a couple dollars—”
“take it.”
kuramochi pursed his lips and accepted the change, hurrying off to miyuki who was calling after him. you turned to your boyfriend and smirked, one so evil that it could be worse than his.
“jealous, are we?” you teased.
“are you serious, y/n? what was the point of that?”
you grumbled, “you called my feelings stupid! every time, i see girls confessing to you, left and right and you don’t even do anything about it! i just wanted you to know what that was like.” you frowned, “i’m sorry.”
he sighed and pulled your body into a hug; cradling your head and softly pat your hair, “is that what this is about? i’m sorry, you know you’re better than all of them.” you continued to pout, snuggling your head into his shoulder.
“let’s go watch a movie this weekend, okay? will that make it okay?” he whispered. you nodded, happy that this went well.
“if i see those girls again, it’s on sight.”
later that night, you quickly texted kuramochi.
you> thanks for playing along. i got the hw answers for you next class :D
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this was long overdue but i hope you like it :) ily my dearest follower. also can i jus say ur pfp is so cute
Now, when I say his love language is receiving gifts, I don’t mean expensive things
Actually, you don’t even need to spend money on them
It could be a rock from your first date
Growing up he didn’t have a lot of things, so receiving them from you is amazing
He wishes the flowers you picked him would last forever
The stuffed animal you bought him from the aquarium sits on his bed
You made him a bracelet and he wears it everyday
Everything you’ve ever given him is priceless in his eyes
Sanada Shunpei
Physical Touch
He just must constantly be touching you
A hand on your thigh, and arm across your shoulders
He doesn’t care about PDA, as long as it’s not over the top
Is the type to hug you when he's all sweaty
He doesn't do half assed affection
He won't accept just a peck, he needs kisses to be three seconds or longer
When you walk into a room that he is also in, no matter how crowded it is, he expects you to walk over and stand right next to him
What are you doing over there? He's right here and his hand is cold and he needs you to warm it up
Kominato Haruichi
Quality Time
You’re taking time out of your day just to see him?
You come to his room to play video games or even just to watch him play
He loves just having long conversations with you
He could just listen to you talk for hours
He will cut out little pieces of his day just to see you
Has to eat lunch with you every day
Couldn’t care less about gifts, getting to see you is enough
Kominato Ryosuke
Acts of Service
Big believer in anyone can just say things, but it’s actions that really speak for you
Not that he won’t enjoy your sweet words, but it means a lot more that you stopped by and gave him the notebook that he left at your house
It’s really all about the little things with him
You brought him coffee because you knew he stayed up late practicing last night? He’s in love
Whenever you give him a hoodie back you leave a cute little note on it <3
He keeps all of them
You just try to help him out with little things, and he really feels so lucky to have you because of it
Narumiya Mei
Quality Time
He's so busy
But it means a lot that you find time throughout the day to see him
He’s constantly praised by everyone, he doesn’t need it from you
He doesn’t need gifts, his fans already leave things on his desk
He just wants someone who puts in effort, and shows that they really care for him
Someone that understands that baseball is his life and that while relationships are important, it’s not his priority
But then you show up to every game, greet him at the end, seek him out during breaks at school, show up to practice, and he thinks that you and baseball might just be tied
