VIII — HOPES AND DREAMS // F. READER x TOBIRAMA SENJU
You had given him the world, he held it in his hands and shed tears of joy for the first time sinc ehe was a child.
contents: fluff — 0,8k words
a/n: i can't tell you how incredibly sorry i am for updating this series so rarely. i genuinely like this series, i love tobirama and i am grateful for each and every one of you who reads this ❥ this chapter is much shorter than the rest, but the one that follows (that's in the writing!) will most likely be longer! that being said, we're heading towards the conclusion of this series, i think.
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Tobirama didn’t remember when was the day he cried for the last time. Was it at his brother’s burial? No, he didn’t cry back then, he was the strong one for Hashirama. After losing so many family members and seeing so many deaths and spilling so much blood, he thought he’s no longer capable of crying, but ever since he’s met you, you proved him wrong on many things he thought he’s not able to do anymore.
You loved him like no one else, you melted his long-frozen heart and caused it to beat again and it was beating solely for you since the day you first kissed him. He remembered the day as if it was yesterday, when for the first time your lips brushed against his own. It was an accident, he thought, you aimed for his cheek but he turned his head and then the world stopped for a moment. Or so he thought, it sure felt like it. Your lips were soft, warm, plush against his own and he flushed like never before. Like a teenager, but you smiled and kissed him for the second time — on purpose. Because you wanted to. And he wanted that as well. You were a blessing, a true gift and he thought nothing better will happen to him. He thought that the luck reserves have already run out because he’s got all he could’ve ever wished for. You proved him wrong again.
The tears rolled down his face in silence, he was careful not to wake you up — he was careful not to wake up the world you have given him. A baby, his baby, a bundle of joy that rested on his chest, wrapped tightly in a soft blanket, sleeping peacefully in his arms. Unaware of anything or anyone and yet, instinctively leaning into his heartbeat. Tobirama couldn’t believe it was real. Was it even real? It was, it had to be, he could feel it.
The baby was small, too tiny to hold in his large palms and he was scared to hurt it. But the boy was calm, a gentle smile lingering on his pouty mouth and his miniature hand wrapped around the tip of Tobirama’s finger. He was beautiful, with your charm and Senju could’ve sworn he saw a glimpse of your eye color when his son opened his eyes just barely for a second or two. The tiny tuft of pristine white hair stuck out of his little head, already unruly and Tobirama couldn’t help but sob quietly.
You gave him a child. You gave him a son, a life made of you and him. You gave him hope, another reason to love more, to love harder. You gave him another creature to care and protect and he was ready to take on the challenge because just as much he loved you, he already loved the little human in his arms. The puffy cheeks and long eyelashes. The few kilograms of nothing but joy and affection.
“I’ve never seen you cry,” your voice was hushed when it cut through the quiet in the room. Tobirama leaned into you and you reached towards his face, your gentle thumb wiping the tears from his cheeks as you cradled him in your grasp.
“I don’t remember when I cried for the last time,” he confessed, half-whispering his words, careful to not wake the treasure he had on his heart. “How are you feeling?”
“Better.”
Your life was a dream. It truly was and you owed it all to Tobirama. Your husband. The man you love to the very core of your existence, the beautiful soul that opened itself before you and allowed you in. You basked in the caring interiors, in all the gentle touches and desperate kisses. He’s got your blood pump frantically in your veins and your body melt against his warmth; he’s got you smile like you never did before and love like you thought you’ll never do. And now, he’s made you a mother.
“You look beautiful,” he said and you couldn’t help but chuckle. Your heart fluttered in your chest and you knew you probably look tired. You felt tired, exhausted even, but the pain was long gone. The moment you went into labor, one of the best medics from the village joined your side to tend to your health and you couldn’t be more grateful for it.
“Aren’t you the sweetest husband,” you teased and he smiled through the tears that stained his handsome features. “Are those tears of joy?”
“Certainly,” he turned his head slightly to kiss the heel of your hand. “You made the dreams come true, the ones I thought I couldn’t afford to have and I promise you, I vow, that I’ll protect you and our son with all of my might.”
Honestly, it really depends what version we’re talking about. If its Toman!Mikey he would most likely join you in your nap. But there is a good 15 seconds that he just stands there over you, not in a weird way, but in an ‘they look so cute where is my phone?’ way. He’s got some pictures of you cuddled up in his bed’s comforter dead asleep. If it’s Kanto!Mikey and Bonten!Mikey I would think they would also get in with you. Will look at you with a softer look, just thinking about how lucky they are to have you.
Chifuyu Matsauno:
Romance manga moment. I think he would deliberately make his bed as comfortable as possible. It first started off with you just waiting for him to get back from a Toman meeting, when you sat on his bed. It was dark out, and you were tired from the day. So why not lay down and relax while waiting on your boyfriend? Well as soon as you got under the covers with Peke J curled up by you, you were out like a light. He would crouch down so he’s face to face with you, playing with your hair or stroking your face with full admiration in his eyes.
Mitsuya Takashi:
You passed out on his bed after putting Mana and Luna to bed after babysitting them all week. Plus, his bed was looking very inviting. So, plopping down on the bed, you passed out. He was a little confused as he called out your name, getting no answer, as you would normally be on the living room’s couch. So he walked to his room, stopping at the doorway, finding you curled up ontop of his bed. This dude blushes to no end, while cursing you at how cute you are. (Bonus if you’re wearing a article of clothing of his.)
Yuzuha Shiba:
She doesn’t let you come over alone. Doesn’t mind one bit. She could be working on homework on the floor while you’re taking a cat nap on her bed. She glances back at you every so often if she hears you tussling around. At one point whether her homework is done or not, she’ll just stop and admire your sleeping figure. Taiju doesn’t really come in her room surprisingly, so when she hears him scream for her from downstairs, she get’s really nervous that you’ll be found. Gives you a small kiss on the forehead as a good luck charm for her.
Emma Sano:
You scare the living crap out of her. Like once she’s done with all the house work, she’ll go to her room to relax, only to find you snuggled into her bed. I think that she’ll try to wake you up, or just flop on top of you like Mikey. If you’re a heavy sleeper she might put makeup or draw on your face. Most of the time she’ll join you for a nap, cuddling up with you and using you as her own body pillow.
Senju Kawaragi:
Bold of you to assume that she didn’t drag you to bed. You could be working on something like homework, or just anything in general. Once she has you cuddled up with her, good luck getting up to pee or go get something. I hc Senju as a heavy sleeper, so trying to wake her up is a really hard thing to do. But, if she’s coming back from a meeting and see’s you napping on her bed she’ll gush over how cute you look.
♡... Headcanons of what it would be like to date Yuzuha Shiba and Senju Kawaragi
♡ Both are affectionate and give you as much attention as they can, you are always together, so you usually have a lot of fun.
♡ They are super protective, especially Yuzuha, the two girls take care of you, making sure no one hurts you or anything.
♡ They aren't jealous and have great confidence in you, Yuzuha doesn't really like it when other people get close to you, but she keeps jealousy away from your relationship.
♡ Triple kisses, bites and marks on the neck, that's what they like the most, Senju always leaves you with marks with the excuse of "marking territory", while Yuzuha likes bites, with the same excuse as Senju, they like to mark you.
♡ You go shopping regularly, you both love shopping for clothes and choosing each other's clothes, and you both enjoy spending a lot of time in stores, food courts and arcades.
♡ Senju is the one who shows the most affection, Yuzuha tends to be a little more reserved, despite this, they both love you very much and are happy with your relationship.
♡ You wear matching clothes most of the time, plus necklaces and accessories.
♡ You three have the same little bunny keychain.
♡ They taught you how to fight and protect yourself, both are very strong, but they want to make sure you know how to take care of yourself.
♡ They love giving you cute nicknames, both are creative with nicknames. (Sweetheart, sweetie, honey, darling, bunny, doll, dollface, hottie...)
♡ You like watching movies and listening to music together, always eating sweets and snacks.
♡ Yuzuha and Senju always give you gifts, clothes, perfume, food or anything you ask for.
♡ They relate to each other, so they don't feel jealous of each other, they like to share you, at every possible moment.
It's not quite a body part, but Tobirama really likes his facial markings. The three red marks that adorn his face are striking, and he often admires them for a moment or two when he shaves in the mornings.
You also adore his crimson streaks, as you like to call them. Your dainty fingers glide across the sharp angles of his jaw until you are tracing the lines under his eyes before dipping to the one on his chin.
"My handsome husband."
He scoffs, shooing your fingers away but secretly he loves it. Craves your attention and the little moments of adoration that you show him.
The marks were something he chose to have imprinted permanently on his skin when he turned of age. It was a promise to himself that he would continue to work hard to protect Konohagakure and turn the village into a prosperous power within the Shinobi world.
A promise that he had kept to his day.
During your early courtship with Tobi, you had asked him what the three red markings meant, to which he replied;
"Mind, technique, body."
I - Intimacy
What most see from Tobirama is not the version of him that you witness. Yes, he can appear grumpy, a little abrupt with no patience for time wasters, but there is a softer side to the Second Hokage that only a select few are privileged to see.
For all his sterner traits, his soft spot really is you.
He can't help the small gentle smile that slides into place when you walk through his office door. The little picnic basket hooked on your arm, he is constantly amazed by how caring and selfless you can be.
His job means he has to spend long hours in his office, mountains of paperwork to look over, assigning missions and listening to important debriefs. Although he is a highly intelligent man, there are times when his concentration slips due to his mind wandering to your current doings.
Tobi wants to spend more time with you, often choosing to rise before the sun to work for a few hours in the hopes that it means he can return to your warming embrace at a reasonable time.
PDA is not a given with your husband, he finds it unnecessary and quite frankly, he doesn't wish for others to see your shared kisses - they are private affairs. However, he does enjoy holding your hand as you stroll the streets of Konoha. His thumb caresses the back of your hand with every step you take.
His favourite moments are when you are both laying in bed, your chin resting on his chest as you play with his silver locks. Chatting about everything and nothing, it is liberating to have someone to rely upon and he adores your unique take on current events.
"You're so precious to me sweetheart, you do know that?"
And you do - you really do.
K - Kink
Orgasm denial.
Hoo boy, you best believe that if you displease your husband in any way, he is going to destroy you by denying you exactly what you want - what you need.
"Tobi," you whine, twisting your wrists which he has clasped in an iron grip above your head.
His hot mouth pulled from your pebbled nipple with a wet-sounding 'pop' and his fingers danced deftly around your tortured clit. Your hips sought to grind, to move so that his touch would be directly where you needed it, but he was too clever to fall for your schemes.
"Hmm? Does the bad girl have something to say? An apology perchance?"
You are close to losing your damn mind.
Brought to the precipice on more occasions than you can count, only to be left hanging. His touch lifting at the exact moment you craved him most. Your husband knew how to play your body like a fiddle, every twitch of your muscles was noted by the ever-calculating male.
"Sorry. I'm sorry. So so sorry," you yell, sounding on the verge of tears as you tried to press your thighs together for much-needed friction.
"Please baby, need to cum so damn bad."
Soft silver hair rests against your tender flesh, carmine eyes observing you as if testing the weight of your apology. A slow smirk spreads from his lips, two fingers spearing into your fluttering cunt. He presses directly on your g-spot and your body ignites into white-hot pleasure.
Spine bowed off the mattress. Tits straining into his face, a silent beg for him to suckle you. Every muscle spasms simultaneously as you finally - finally - reach the finish line.
"There's my good girl," your gruff husband coos, "not gonna do that again, am I right sweetheart?"
Being honest, you can’t even remember what it was that caused his irritation in the first place and you’re too blissed out to care.
W - Wild Card
Why is the sight of you bound on the mammoth bed you both shared so ridiculously alluring?
Tobirama is turned on by the moments of power exchange in the bedroom, they are infrequent simply because they are intense and special.
The flex of the ropes binding your wrists to the intricate headboard makes him groan quietly. His fingers check over the knots to ensure your safety but also to make sure you cannot wriggle free.
Your knees are bent upwards with each ankle tied to your thighs and your sweet cunt open to his gaze, glistening with arousal.
He tweaks your nipple just to see you squirm and hear your whimpers.
It’s going to be a long night, settle in for tortured ecstasy as your husband treads the fine line between pleasure and pain with practised ease.
The gleam in his crimson eyes tells of how aroused he is, the swipe of his tongue against his lower lip making you arch against the restraints, desperate for a taste of those lips.
You trust him implicitly, and he is honoured with the level of vulnerability you are willing to show him.
His silver locks look beautiful as he buries his head between your bound thighs, revelling in the wet sounds his mouth makes on your needy cunt.
He is going to keep you in place until you are both utterly spent. His cock spears into your depths with long powerful strokes, dragging his length against your clenching walls until you are milking him for his precious seed.
Only then is he going to untie you carefully and massage the areas that had been restrained. Bringing them back to life with such reverential touches. Making you sip water slowly and ensuring you are feeling okay. He knows you sometimes cry, he hates it but understands that it is simply a reaction to such intensity.
You didn’t remember when you first started falling for her. Maybe it was because you had never fallen in love before and did not know how it felt like to be in love. But somewhere along the way, you confessed to her. Your best friend, the person who had been there. Though both of you were awkward at this whole affair of being girlfriends at first, with time you two settled into a relaxed, comfortable relationship.
You are lying on her bed, staring at her patched ceiling. Pillows are strewn across the bed with two or three plushies hanging by the corners - the ones Senju had since she was a child - You listen to the sound of the shower running, the sound, a lullaby to your tired eyelids. The whole day had been a long and tiresome one, you wanted sleep. You wanted it badly. But your stubborn mind’s determined to wait for Senju. She doesn’t stay in the shower for so long. Especially when you’re visiting.
You yawn, rolling to your side with a grunt. Reaching for the pillow, you bury your face into the soft fabric, inhaling her sweet scent, smiling. Sometimes, in quiet moments like this you let your mind wander to the beautiful twists in life. Let your mind wander to that day when you let out a stuttering confession with a red face, thrusting the valentine chocolates forward.
Senju didn’t laugh at your embarrassment, the way you were simply falling apart at a confession. She smiled, a brilliant smile which reached her eyes, lighting up her face in happiness. “Yes!” Her voice was a high pitch squeal as she spoke and you stood there, frozen trying to believe but at the same time wondering if this had been a dream after all.
“Y/n?” A voice asks.
You raise your head to see Senju. Hair still dripping after the late night shower staining her light blue t-shirt. You sigh, no matter how many times you tell her, she refuses not to take showers at night. “Dry your hair Senju. You’re going to catch a cold”
She rolls her eyes sarcastically, “Yes mom~” With a laugh she adds, “You look cute when you’re angry”
“I’m not angry” You say, dropping yourself back to the bed, yawning again. “I’m just sleepy. Come to bed”
“Coming” Senju’s voice is a bare whisper into your sleep deprived mind. Now what she’s here you let your mind rest, your eyelids slipping close welcoming the darkness and the silence which soon followed.
You did not know what time it was, or how long you had been asleep. You only knew that you were running. Running from something that you could not see in the dark. You shiver as you feel the cold breath of someone against your neck, the clawing fingers reaching for you, beady red eyes staring into your soul.
“Y/n” The voice is a distant murmur, the rumbling around you are like drums, beater relentlessly. “Y/n, wake up”
You feel a hand on your shoulder and when you open your eyes to the darkness of your bedroom, it takes you a moment to realise it is only a dream. You are safe. You are not alone. “Y/n? Look at me baby” She says. Her hand is still drawing comforting circles on your shoulder.
You move, propping yourself on your elbows, you sit up. Your heart’s still racing, your shirt, sticking to your body with sweat. You reach for your face and rub your hands against it, trying to relax. “Hey” Her soothing voice again.
You finally look at her, and see the gnawing concern in her expressive green eyes. “I’m fine” You mutter but to no avail. Who are you trying to fool anyway? You are sitting beside her with your body dampened with sweat, your eyes swimming with tears. Senju knows you better than anyone else, one look at you and she will know when something’s wrong.
She quietly draws away from you and reaches for the nightstand. Pouring a glass of water, she hands it over to you. “Here”
You whisper a thank you and hold the glass tightly in your hands, taking small sips. The silence sinks in around you. Neither of you speaking, the reverberating rhythm of your breathing fills the emptiness of the room. You set your glass down, and before you can come up with another I’m fine, Senju pulls you into her arms, her fingers combing your locks.
“Was it bad?”
You hum, placing your chin on her shoulder, wrapping your arms around her, returning the embrace. “Yeah, kind of”
Senju placed a whisper of a kiss against your neck, “Do you want to talk about it?”
You hesitated, you knew you had a choice. She wouldn’t yell at you, or pressure you. That’s how Senju was. She always gave you space when needed, held your hand through all your mood swings, ups and downs. “Maybe tomorrow. Just not right now”
She quietly pulls away and looks at you. She reaches to clear a lock fallen across your face with a soft smile. “Okay, but when you feel like you need to get it out of your chest, I’m always here”
You tap your finger against her cheek, nodding. “I know, thank you”
You two fall back into the embrace. Being with her like that, cocooned in her arms, all your fears, worries started to melt away from your mind. The nightmares, though still fresh, don't seem to bother you. This is how it felt to be with her. Your girlfriend. One of the strongest girls you’ve ever met. She embraces you with the promise to protect, keep you safe and you likewise. It is a mutual agreement, a pact you have made for eachother.
Soaking in her warmth, you feel her arms sliding to your hips. Feathery kisses find their way back to your neck. You shiver, your lips stretching to a smile. You try to keep awake, to kiss her like you’re out of your mind. To kiss her like she’s the last person on earth. But your eyelids betray you and try to slip close. You rub your eyes, trying to hide your yawn.
Senju notices. Her chuckle is music to your ears. She hugs you tighter, dropping a kiss to your hair, nuzzling. “Go back to sleep.”
“LIke this?” You ask, almost slurs.
“Yeah, I’ll keep you safe the whole night. Don’t worry”
You shoot her a worried glance, knowing this position must be uncomfortable for her. Senju kisses your worry away and nods. “You’re safe”
You nod, still uncertain. She leans back against the headboard for good measure, still holding you tight, daring not to let go. “There” A triumphant look overcomes her face. “Now I’m comfortable too!”
There’s no use fighting her, you knew. When she sets her mind about something it’s hard to alter her thoughts or decisions. You settle down and slip your eyes closed.
“I love you” She whispers to the silence of the air.
You hummed, a smile on your lips, “I love you too” You whisper, knowing that even without those three words you two found little ways to express it. It didn’t always have to be pronounced, or thrusted upon you. You knew Senju love you and sometimes, her voice is dripping with affection when she says:
Go back to sleep,
With her comfortable embrace making you feel like you’re the luckiest person on earth.
soo could i please request a senju x fem!(or gn if you’re not comfortable!)reader where reader is quite similar to her - they run a large gang and have a masculine appearance and they meet each other through their big brothers. their older brother is wakasa and he introduces them to takeomi and senju?
feel free to ignore if you wanna 🖤
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Hey love!! Thank you so so much for requesting<33 Honestly I love Senju and you, SO I had to write this. And, what better time to do it than a little after she woke up?
I really hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it <3
MORE THAN FRIENDS—SENJU KAWARAGI /AKASHI
reader is fem!
character pairing: senju (kawaragi) akashi x reader!
tw: maybe cursing?
Being a female gang leader was something that you’d only known yourself to do.
Most women just didn’t try to do it, simply because it’s too risky. Even for you it’s too risky. You need a lot of from the respect of your gang, and you need to protect yourself. So, you dress up and act like a man as much as you can.
Usually, you don’t mind this. Being a gang leader always has been a dream of yours, and now that you were living it, you couldn’t be happier.
But….it gets a little lonely at times.
You just want some friends that are your age and your gender! You want someone who can understand the struggles of being in your position. Moreover, you want a break from being around so many guys.
Sure, you signed up for this, but still, sometimes you wish you could just be yourself in front of the people you call your friends.
The only person you COULD be yourself around was none other than your older brother himself, Wakasa Imaushi.
Waka was one the one person you could relax around and genuinely be a person with, not some famous gang leader. He was the only one who knew you so well as to be able to tell when something was actually happening. He was also one of the few to be able to understand your position so high up. After all, he was a pretty significant part of the black dragons. Hell, he was the one who inspired you to create your own gang.
And of course, he’s your older brother, so he knows you like the back of his hand.
It was only natural that after months of loneliness, you went to your own brother and just ranted.
“My life is so great, but I feel so alone having to act like someone else all the time!” you sighed, sliding down into the couch deeper. The movie Waka picked played in the background as you ranted, while he just sighed and paused it.
“Maybe you should make some more friends, y’know, in school”
“I want too, but they just won’t understand! It just sucks…it really sucks.” Waka got up and sat next to you, rubbing your back. He could tell you really pent your emotions, and it was really starting to affect you. Clearly you just wanted someone to understand you, someone who wasn’t your brother.
And Waka thought he knew just the person.
“Hey Sis, why don’t you meet me at the gym tomorrow? I have someone you need to meet”
“Who?”
“It’s a surprise”, he chuckled.
“Wakaaa!
“Oh, just trust me! You’ll love them”
You sighed before looking into Waka’s eyes. He held a sort of reassurance in them, one that always comforted you. “Fine…you better not be setting me up though”
“No! I’m not letting my little sister date yet!”
“Oh, shut up Waka!” You laughed, before settling down and finally paying attention to the movie on the tv screen.
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When the next day rolled around, you found yourself excitedly heading to Waka’s shop after school. You were nervous to suddenly meet this new person Waka never mentioned before, yet you were excited.
Maybe, just maybe, you could finally be around someone who understood you.
Thoughts raced through your mind while you opened the gym door. Who was this person? What were they like? Would they like you? Would you get along? All these thoughts went thought your mind before you finally walked in and…
Possibly the most beautiful girl you’ve ever seen was standing there. She had stunning white hair that was tied up in a perfect bun, and beautiful blue eyes that shone brighter than the sky. Her lashes were long and luscious, and she held a sweet smile on her face.
You found yourself with a pounding heart and bright flushed face as you looked at her. And as she looked over at you, and happily smiled, you found your heart only beating faster.
God she was beautiful, more beautiful than anyone else you’ve ever seen. And you only thought that more when she blushed looking at you too.
“Y/n, this is Senju, the leader of Brahman. And Senju, this is my little sister Y/n. She’s the leader of [gang name]” Waka said, rubbing your back. Of course, just as you started to relax though, he pushed you towards the girl you now knew as Senju.
“I-it’s nice the meet you…Senju” you stuttered, sticking your hand out towards her.
“Yeah…n-nice to meet you too” she replied, shaking your hand.
It felt like time slowed as you shook her hand and looked in her eyes. You weren’t sure what exactly it was about her, but something just seemed…different.
You were entranced by her in a way you had never been before.
“Well…” Waka began, looking between the both of you. “You’re both women, so do you’re women thing and be friends”
“Excuse me?!” you and Senju yelled at the same time.
Waka jerked back a bit at both yours and Senju’s yells. Soon enough though, both you and Senju busted out laughing and started talking about all sorts of things, leaving Waka at peace in his gym.
Withing a few minutes of knowing her, you were already gossiping and shopping, like normal girls. You just had so much fun with Senju….more fun than you’ve had in a while. You not only got to know the beautiful girl, but, you just sort’ve…clicked. She understood in ways that even Waka couldn’t, and you, her.
You found yourself already planning to meet up with her at a cafe the next day, and then the next, and then the next.
Soon enough, you found yourself and Senju nearly inseparable. You not only met up with her every day, but you found yourself texting back forth with her a lot. You had tons of inside jokes with her, and she came over at least once a week for dinner.
You had only known Senju for a month or so, yet, it felt like you’d known her for years. And being that close with someone, and having someone who understands you so well really made your life a whole lot brighter.
Still, you had a problem.
Sometimes, you found yourself thinking of Senju in a more-than-friend way. You caught yourself admiring her, getting all flustered around her, and you constantly day-dreamed of her.
You just found her so beautiful. And the more you got to know her and her personality, it seemed the more your more-than-friends feelings grew.
At first you told yourself it was a phase, but the more and more you told yourself that, the more you started thinking of Senju in other ways.
Mindlessly, you’d look at a pictures you took with her and just stare at them, smiling. You’d zoom in on Senju and just blush, taking in all her features. Then, you’d go back and scold yourself for doing such a thing.
Senju was your friend! You couldn’t possibly feel such a way for her! But still, your feelings for Senju certainly weren’t anything friends feel for each other. They were something more. And that, scared you more than anything.
Eventually, you got so scared that you just shut Senju out completely.
You ignored her texts, calls, attempts to talk to you at school, attempts to walk home with you, etc. Everything you originally did with her, you just walked away from completely. Like she was just a ghost.
And trust me, it hurt you more than anything to do that. But you do what you gotta do, right?! Your… odd feelings were bound to ruin your relationship someday, why not just end it now and get rid of your feelings quick!
Unfortunately, that’s not what happened.
Although you had shut Senju out completely, you still thought of her often. In fact, you thought of her more. Your found yourself looking at her more often, and longing to be with her even more. You sobbed yourself to sleep thinking of separating from her. But this was for the best, right? It had to be, right?!
And so, you suffered and shoved your feelings away to the best of your abilities…until one day, when you no longer could.
While you were in your room, causally binging your favorite show, you briefly heard the front door open and Waka talking to someone. At first, you shoved this away and figured Waka just brought Benkei over again, until, you heard Waka knock on your room door.
“Y/n?” Waka said, lightly knocking. “Can you open the door for a sec?”
“Why?”
“I have a s-surprise!” You could almost feel the tension from the other side of the door, and the way his voice wavered, didn't make it any better. It was so obvious Waka had something going on. And while you wanted to just shut yourself in and continue watching your favorite show, you decided to open the door anyway, knowing how stubborn your brother could be.
“What’s up, Wak-“ you began, but you cut yourself off.
The moment you opened the door and saw those eyes, you froze. In front of you was the women herself, Senju, nervously smiling and waving. You found yourself stuck in place immediately, nervously sweating.
“H-hey Y/n!”, she nervously began, looking into your room. “Do you mind if I come in?”
You stared at her absolutely flabbergasted and unmoving, until Waka pretty much let her in your room himself. Senju casually sat down in your bedside while you were still frozen in the door frame.
“Good luck” Waka whispered, flicking your forehead. Then, just as soon as he came, your brother left and closed the door, leaving you and Senju all by yourselves.
Nervously, you looked at her, only to see her already looking up at you too. You could see a bright pink blush on her face while she fidgeted with her school bag. Clearly, she was nervous, and you were too. But you had to admit, seeing her look so flustered made your heartbeat pick up and you became flustered too.
“Sooo…” Senju began.
“Soo….” Stiffly, you walked to the bedside and sat on the opposite side of Senju, your eyes locked on the floor the whole time. “Is there something you need Senju?”
“Well, I mean…you’ve just been so cold lately, I just wanna know what why….” Senju began, looking up at your still form. “I mean if you don’t wanna be friends anymore that’s fine too! I just had so much fun with you and I wanna know what I did to end it….”
You sighed, running your fingers through your hair. You knew it was only fair to Senju to tell her why you’ve been ignoring her, but could really tell her you had feelings for her? You were barely sure of your feeling, let along be confident enough to tell her about them.
“I don’t know Senju….”
“Please Y/n! Please at least tell me what I did wrong so I can fix it!”
“No, it’s not tha-“
“Please!”
Finally, you looked into her eyes, shaking. You were unbelievably scared to tell her, but you see the tears building up in those eyes you loved so much.
You had to tell her, didn’t you? You couldn’t keep her hanging like this, it’s not right…
“I-it’s just”, you began. “It’s just, I’ve been having some…weird feelings for you. I don’t know what they are or what to do about them, but they aren’t normal! They’re….they’re more romantic and we’re supposed to be friends! I’m not supposed to have romantic feelings for you!”
Senju just stayed silent, though, from the look on her face, she was clearly shocked.
“I don’t know…I just don’t know what to do. I really love our friendship Senju, I just don’t know what to do with these feelings and I don’t wanna makes things w-weird for you.” You sputtered out, little tears forming in your eyes. “I’m sorry….”
Senju, was still silent, thought, from the shift of the bed to the warmth that was now next to you, you could tell she moved closer. Silently, she placed her hand on top of yours and gently stroked it.
“Y/n, I understand! I-I’ve actually been feeling the same way too…”
“Really?” You replied, getting even closer to her.
“Yeah…really”
Senju reached up her hand and gently tucked your hair behind your ear, before softly cupping your cheek. You found yourself gripping onto her other hand scooting even closer. Her eyes were lidded, as were yours, and a bright blush was on both you’re faces.
It was when she hungrily looked down at your lips that your couldn’t take it anymore, and you kissed her.
Her lips moved in sync with yours. They were soft, almost soften that you imagined, and as she ran your finger through your hair, you fell into the kiss more.
This was a dream, truly. One that you never imagined actually happening, but one that you were more than happy to experience.
Unfortunately, that dreamily quickly got interrupted by Waka who, had come in to check on you.
“Ew!” He yelled before quickly slamming the door shut and loudly running down the stairs. You and Senju on the other hand, immediately busted out laughing.
After all, the look on your brothers face was priceless. There was no way you couldn’t laugh at it!
As you settled down though, things became more intense, and once again you were dreamily, yet nervously looking into Senju eyes. And she, yours.
“Soo…” you began.
“Sooo…”
“More than friends?” you asked, shrugging your shoulders.
Senju gently laughed, before cupping your cheek again. “More than friends”
And that was the story of how you and Senju ended up together, in a relationship that would last, forever~
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