Hello hello!! Assuming you meant the anime windbreaker when u said which fandoms you write for (if I’m wrong my bad-) could I request Kiryu or suo with a partner with the lowest standards in a relationship? They start dating only to realize reader is legitimately surprised if they pay the bill or things similar (hope this makes sense!! Have a lovely day)
“𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐦”
𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬. how does he react to you having the lowest of standards in your relationship?
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. mitsuki kiryu & hayato suo
𝐚/𝐧: yeah!! i was reading the manga first but lost track of what chap i was in so i decided to watch the anime instead lol
mitsuki kiryu!
kiryu notices something’s off on your very first date.
when the time arrives to pay the bill, he takes out his phone before you could take out your wallet. your surprised “wait…you’re paying?” making him pause mid-tap
he finds it both cute and a little heartbreaking. in a way, it means he has many chances to raise your standards.
oh, and he will. just you wait.
he starts testing the waters gently; opening doors for you, memorizing your favorite drinks whenever he goes out, texting you good morning without fail—and every single time your eyes go wide like he hung the stars.
“you really thought i wouldn’t bring you those pastries you’ve been wanting?” he asks one day in disbelief, smiling softly while playing with your hair. “baby, that’s literally the bare minimum.”
kiryu becomes very intentional about spoiling you, but in his chill way.
he’ll casually buy you things you mentioned liking weeks ago and loves the way you get all flustered and surprised every time.
teasing but sweet. like, “if you keep looking at me like that every time i treat you, i’m gonna start thinking no one’s ever been decent to you before…which is kinda making me want to fight someone.” level.
he won’t pry for your past, but you bet his boyfriend behavior will have max stats. he’s taking this seriously.
mitsuki lowkey gets protective. he hates the idea that someone made you think basic respect and effort was too much to ask for. which is why he’s trying his best so you never feel that way again.
whenever he picks you up for a date and you greet him with an, “you didn’t have to come all the way here…” he simply leans in, kisses your forehead and whispers, “i wanted to. get used to it.”
hayato suo!
oh you can’t be slick with suo
he’s very observant, so the way your eyes widen when he pulls out your chair, pays for dinner, or literally any little sweet detail he does for you doesn’t escape him.
he’s gentle about it at first. he’ll tilt his head with that calm smile and ask, “did you think i was going to make you split the bill?” in that soft, almost teasing tone.
suo doesn’t do it to make you feel bad, it’s just amusing for him, finding your low standards quietly upsetting. because he loves you and doesn’t understand why your standards are practically non-existent.
so to make up in that factor, he starts doing things for you —whether it’s walking you home, including you in conversations, bringing your favorite snacks any time he comes over, even offering to tutor you if you’re struggling—and every time you react with genuine surprise, his expression softens without fail.
he’s the type to say things like, “you deserve far more than the bare minimum. i’m almost offended on your behalf that no one showed you that before.”
very elegant about spoiling you??
suo will take you to nice places and when you get flustered about him paying again, he just smiles and says, “let me take care of you. it brings me joy.”
controlled protectiveness. if anyone ever treats you poorly in front of him, suo’s smile doesn’t waver but the temperature drops ten degrees as he either sasses destroys them verbally or an open palm strike does the trick.
after you thank him again one particular day during a date and he’s walked you home, he gently cups your face, “you don’t have to thank me for treating you how you should’ve always been treated. but i do like seeing that look on your face.” before pressing a soft goodnight kiss to your lips.
𝜗ϱ 、 REWARDS !
♡ . kisses as a reward for the wind breaker boys .
✶ . warnings : none
⟡ 、 characters : sakura haruka , suo hayato , kiryu mitsuki , umemiya hajime , togame jo .
memo : i’m back at posting again >< my school starts in july so i got a lot of time writing heh ..
wbk files .
sakura haruka ⟢ 121 words
he wasn't a fan of it. well, he’s confused about why you always kiss him on the cheek whenever he finishes the errands you give him or follow what you told him to do or get you something.
you got that big smile on your face thanking him as you put your hands on his cheeks, kissing it which obviously he expects you to always do yet he can’t control the way his face turns red whenever you did that.
one time, you finally got him to eat his veggies and when you gave him a kiss on the cheek, he was flustered— frozen in place and looking like steam is coming out of his head from how red he got.
suo hayato ⟢ 95 words
just smiles at you whenever you kiss him on the cheek. he even leans in a little for you to kiss him on the cheek making it easier for you to reach him.
suo anticipate it each time he completed something for you. he got that usual smile of his while he hands you your favorite sweets you ask for him to get since you were busy studying. the man leaned over as he place a bag down on your table. “the payment?” you rolled your eyes but you still kissed him on the cheek.
kiryu mitsuki ⟢ 106 words
he likes— no, he loves it. he loves it when you kiss him for something he did for you and did a good job with it.
you were having a hard time on opening a jar and noticed it when he put his phone down as he can hear you struggling as mutter curses under your breath. kiryu stretched his arm out as if signaling for you to give him the jar so you did. he opened it with ease— your eyes twinkling as you slide on his side, cupping his cheeks and giving him a kiss. you can feel him smile when you kissed him.
umemiya hajime ⟢ 82 words
he’s like suo, always smiling but also giggles when you kiss him like it was the first time you had kiss him on the cheek.
umemiya helps you in the kitchen if he has time to spare. you appreciate his help considering that cooking can be done faster. it’s a win win situation for the both of you as you both like cooking. after cooking you kiss him all the time he helps you in the kitchen as a reward for him.
togame jo ⟢ 85 words
this man is smug with it. he has a big grin on his face whenever you do that like he just won the lottery— i mean, he already win the lottery?
this was your tenth time losing to your partner. closing your eyes accepting defeat once more. you two had been playing go and shogi for who knows how long. “i won again” he said with a smirk, pointing at his cheek which you smiled and gave him a kiss. oh, togame jo’s smile was big.
or, alternatively, what do sakura, suo, umemiya, and kaji do when they find out you're being bullied by your classmates!
warnings: bullying, physical harassment, mentions of injuries
note: a long overdue request! thank you for requesting! hope you enjoy <3
MASTERLIST
Sakura Haruka
“Tell me who did this.”
You flinched upon hearing the cold, hard edge in your partner’s voice. The school nurse gave you a worried look before applying the final layer of ointment to your wound. She firmly wrapped your bleeding elbow and knee with rolls of bandages and dusted off the dirt from your uniform.
“You’ll have to go home immediately, I’m afraid. The cuts on your arms aren’t very deep, but the one on your knee is. You won’t require stitches, but you should avoid moving around for the next couple of days. Can you—?” She turned to look at your partner, who was looking at you with a forlorn expression on his face. “You must be their partner. Can you take them home, Sakura-kun?”
“Not until they tell me who did this.”
You cowered even further under his intimidating stare. Standing in the dim lighting of the school infirmary, Sakura’s dark eyes glimmered menacingly as he walked over to you.
“I’m not leaving until I slam my foot down the asshole’s throat responsible for hurting my partner.”
“Haru, it’s alrigh—”
“Complete that sentence, I dare you. Complete that sentence, and I am calling Suo and Nieri right this instant and asking them to interrogate every single classmate of yours. Hell, I’ll call everyone in Furin for this.” His expression softened when he saw the guilty look on your face. Sighing, he knelt on one knee and ran his fingers over your bruised knuckles. Your shoulders relaxed instantly. His familiar touch calmed your frazzled nerves.
Sakura, however, was not reassured. Seeing the innumerable purple-and-black bruises blemishing your delicate arms seemed to snap something inside him. You were startled to see frustrated tears swimming in his eyes.
“Please tell me, (Y/N). Please tell me who did this. This is not how a relationship works, (Name). You have to tell me these things.” His voice slightly cracked. “Or I will fail to protect you again. Please.”
“Haru…”
“He’s right, child,” the school nurse added kindly. “I know you had your partner’s best interest at heart, but you do not keep such things from him. Being in a relationship means being honest with each other, despite the truth being bitter or painful. Lying never helps.”
You nodded, tears prickling the corners of your vision. “Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry, Haru. I just—”
“Hey, it’s alright. I am sorry I wasn’t observant enough to notice this. Though I am glad you fought back. I know you must have kicked their asses.” He smiled when you laughed at his words. “Don’t worry any more. I've got your back now.”
“Nobody is ever hurting you again. I will make sure of it.”
Kaji Ren
“Don’t touch them. Don’t you fucking dare touch my partner.”
A strangled sob of relief escaped your lips, and you slid down the length of your locker, your trembling legs too weak to support the weight of your body. Behind the loose semi-circle of jerks who’d surrounded you during recess stood your partner, Kaji Ren, clad in his Furin uniform, his headphones dangling from his neck, a menacing aura surrounding his figure.
“What did you just call them, you asshole?” He growled, grabbing one of them by his collar. “How dare you even cast your filthy eyes on my partner?”
The boy whimpered in fear. The others looked at each other nervously. They hadn’t expected your partner to pop in unexpectedly during their “friendly teasing” session, as they called it, which, in reality, hovered dangerously near physical harassment. How he managed to enter your school was a mystery to you, but you were too tired to care. You hugged your knees tightly, watching through moist eyes as Kaji let go of the boy and ordered them to scram before he snapped their spines in half. The boys ran away with their tails between their legs. You had a feeling Ren wasn’t done with them, and you honestly couldn’t bring yourself to care.
“Hey,” a voice snapped you out of your thoughts. “Can I hug you?”
You glanced up and saw Ren looking at you with the tenderest expression on his face. Unsurprisingly, you burst out crying and pulled him in a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around you without a word. You both stayed like that for a while: him holding your shaking form and you crying into his chest. When he felt your hiccups die down a little, he cupped your face with his hands and pressed his forehead against yours.
“I am so sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me. Asking you to forget this whole incident would be simply preposterous, but I promise you I won’t let you go through this alone. I will be here, right next to you. Don’t worry. Let’s head home for now. I’ll text Kusumi and Enomoto to deal with those scumbags.”
You nodded as you stood up, Ren’s hand wrapped reassuringly around your waist. The tightness in your chest slowly dissipated, and you breathed more freely. He flashed you a small smile and handed you a strawberry lollipop.
“Let’s go. I’ll buy you boba tea.”
Umemiya Hajime
“Is there a problem?”
The laughing ceased. A few people shifted nervously, eyes darting around as they realised who was standing in front of them. You, on the other hand, didn’t dare raise your head, afraid it might all prove to be a dream. But then, instead of the rough hands that had been shoving you around, gentle hands enveloped your trembling frame as a ragged sob escaped your lips and you leaned into the warmth of him.
“Holy fuck, that’s Bofurin’s Umemiya. Shit, they weren’t lying,” someone from the crowd murmured. “What is he doing here at our school?”
“A few days ago, my sweet partner suddenly came home with bruises littering their body,” Umemiya answered, his voice low and dark, his eyes completely devoid of life. “When I asked, they said they fell and refused to talk about it. At first, I didn’t want to press too hard, but something kept nagging at me, and so I came today to pick them up so we could talk. But—” and a shiver went down everyone’s spine as they heard the rage in his voice “—imagine my surprise when I see them surrounded by a group of lowlife thugs who’re harassing them. Makes me wonder, I suppose, how you people could have been so stupid.”
He pressed you closer to himself. If not for his arms supporting your weight, you were sure you would’ve crumpled to the ground in relief.
“I’m gonna give you fools exactly ten seconds to run. If I see you in front of me after ten seconds, I’m going to pummel you to the ground. I will start now. One, t—”
And they were gone.
For all the harassment and bullying you had endured the last couple of days, you could not help but let out a small laugh at the way they had dashed off, tails tucked between their legs.
“I am going to call a meeting,” Hajime suddenly said. You craned your neck and your heart broke a little when you saw the crushed look on his face. “I am going to call a meeting of the Four Kings, and we’re going to patrol this year until we catch all those bastards and teach them a lesson. And I am going to walk you to and from school every day. And next time someone threatens you, I want you to tell me. Because when I saw you today, (Name), injured and surrounded by those assholes, I—” He took in a deep breath to mask his rising anger. “Please, you have to tell me, okay? Please, let me protect you. There’s no point in being the saviour of the town if I can’t even protect my partner.”
“I am sorry, Haji,” you said softly. “I was scared.”
He smiled and ruffled your hair affectionately. “Then I will make sure you have no more reasons to be scared.”
Suo Hayato
You were confused.
Entering your classroom, you were confused to see a clean desk and chair waiting for you. No scribbled insults. No broken chair legs. No drink spilled over your books. Yes, you were very confused.
Your eyes hesitantly drifted to the group of girls who sat behind you and were usually responsible for making your life miserable. To your surprise, today they sat meekly in their seats, avoiding eye contact. No jeers or taunts greeted you as you slowly sat down in your seat.
Okay, you were beyond confused now.
A sudden tap on your shoulder broke you out of your thoughts. You sighed internally. Of course, the peace was too good to be true. Any moment now, you would be pelted with erasers and pencils.
Another tap on your shoulder, this time more hesitant and soft. You furrowed your brows. This was not like them at all. Usually, they would’ve dumped water all over you by now.
“Um-m, (Last Name)-san!”
Last Name-san?
You whipped your head around in surprise.
They never called you that.
What the hell was going on?
“Wha—” Before you could even verbalise your thoughts, a gasp escaped your mouth as the entire group of bullies, your classmates, the people who made your life a living hell, knelt on the floor, their heads bowed, their frames quivering in fear.
“We are very sorry to have bullied you, (Name)-san! We are utter trash of human beings, and we were absolutely wrong to treat you like that. We’re very ashamed of our behaviour. Please, accept our sincere apologies,” they said in unison, as if they had been made to learn and recite this.
Your jaw hung open as you continued to stare in silence.
A quick glance around the room made you realise all your classmates were tactfully avoiding eye contact with you.
Usually, they were quick to join in on your bullying. But today, they seemed nervous and on edge.
Just what happened to them?
Your questions were answered when your classroom door slid open and you heard a familiar voice call out to you:
“Morning, my dear (Name).”
“Hayato?” you asked, surprised. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have class right now?” Furin was on the other end of town!
He hummed noncommittally and strolled in, looking every bit the master of the place, as if this was a garden he visited daily.
Strangely, with every step he took, you saw your classmates' postures go stiff, fists clenched tightly as if expecting a blow to their faces.
Come to think of it...
A few of your male classmates were wearing bandages.
“I just came to check on my darling partner,” he replied smoothly, coming to a halt in front of your desk and gently tucking a flyaway strand of your hair behind your ear. “Is it a crime for a man to miss their sweet partner?”
You blushed slightly, the warmth of his touch still lingering.
However, for all his flirting and easy smiles, his eyes were cold and hard.
He turned to face your classmates, and you heard a few frightened gasps as he trained his steely eyes on them.
“And, of course, I came to say hello to your dear old classmates. You see, because you were absent yesterday due to the fever you caught from the bucket of cold water balanced precariously on the classroom door, I thought I would pay them a nice little social visit. They were most gracious to receive me, and we had quite a fun chat yesterday. We even played a few games after school in the abandoned park nearby.”
He smiled at the boys adorned in bandages and plasters.
“Things got a little rough, but we all had fun, didn’t we?”
The boys immediately nodded so hard you were half-convinced they were about to give themselves whiplash.
Perhaps, can I request fem reader head canon separate with wbk boys
Character : suo, sakura and kaji
Surprise them with a kiss on the lips then she just run away because feeling flustered and not a having a courage to meet the boys for a while after that incident.
"kiss, kiss, fall in love!" — ft. suo hayato, sakura haruka, kaji ren
now playing : sakura kiss (ohshc theme) - chieko ochi
prompt : fem!reader surprises them with a kiss them and runs away. the reader figure out that they like the boys back and tries to confront them. she panics and end up kissing them.
notes : I LOVE THIS REQUEST SM ANON 🥰 i hope u like itt <33 would yall believe if i said ohshc is my fave anime. well, was* (its now like,, 4th). but it reigned for more or less 3 years. hikaharu and kyoya girlie here 🙋♀️
it's been a few days since he confessed his feelings for you and you haven't stopped thinking about it. it was gentle when he spoke to you, voice full of affection and shyness.
"i like you." three words that forcibly repeated themselves in your head like a mantra. your mind ran a hundred kilometers per minute—how long did he like me, when did he find out, how did he find out, does he really mean it, how do i feel about it.
while facing him, you silently racked your brain trying to find answers to respond, scared that he might take it back or misunderstand if you took too long. and he noticed that on the expression on your face.
a hand slowly reached for yours', thumb reassuringly carressing your knuckles. he told you that he didn't need a response right away. and that he was willing to wait for you.
good for him because you were quite impatient yourself.
you had intended to confront him the moment you confirmed that you liked him back—already having thought of a general script and direction of the conversation.
but of course, things don't go as planned. of course, you panic. of course, you mess up. you planned to simply open your mouth to speak—why the hell were they pressed against his'?!
suo hayato
he feels you quietly sneaking up to him from behind. he doesn't do anything about it—a smile on his lips as he anticipates what you're planning. though, he never could've predicted what you did.
his eyes widen when he feels himself being pulled in your direction. he doesn't stumble and he doesn't resist, sees you shut your eyes so hard that it creases as you kiss him.
you don't kiss him long and once your lips part, you don't observe his reaction. you don't even give him time to process before you bolt away, leaving him to himself.
suo regains his composure a few seconds later, the tips of his fingers raising to his lips, as if he'd experience it again if he touched the place you kissed him. he smiles to himself again and calmly continues his errand around town, your lips still lingering the back of his mind.
he seeks you out later the same day. he doesn't text you because the way you ran away meant you'd be too embarrassed to face him. he has a small mischevious smile on his face when he finds you outside a bakery by the display window, checking the newly-baked goods.
you were so focused that you don't notice him sneak to position himself beside you. he gently pulls your face by your chin. it doesn't register until he tilts your face up to plant a peck on your lips.
"payback."
sakura haruka
"what are yo—?!" his words muffle against your mouth.
sakura.exe has stopped working.
sakura's eyes widen like saucers and blood rushes to his head so fast he gets dizzy. he loses his mind whenever you're close to him—he thinks he's going to explode right now. he's overwhelmed by his senses—overwhelmed by you.
he inhales harshly, his hands twitch and suddenly they're on your shoulders, pushing you back. he catches his breath like he just ran a marathon. it takes you a few breaths before the realization hits you, your whole body tensing and your eyes mirroring his'.
he opens his mouth like he was about to stutter out a few words but you couldn't face him anymore. you gulp down the lump in your throat and slap sakura's hands off as you sprint away.
his eyebrows furrow like right angles as he watches your figure run. what happens after was instinct. he chases after you, yelling your name like you wronged him.
passersby's heads start turning, most recognizing you and sakura, and few are from furin—asking themselves why the 1st grade captain is chasing after a girl who's face is equally as red as his'.
you know about sakura's athleticism. and you heard about the risa cat chase in your neighborhood. including the lengths he had to go through—scaling houses and jumping roofs like a superhero. there's a snowflake's chance in hell that he'll give up before he catches up to you.
you let out a frustrated sigh as you feel your energy depleting. you glance back to look how far back sakura w—...
where the fuck was he.
you didn't stop running. until you bump into something.
you'd stumble back if not for the hands that hold you still, shaking around both sides of your body.
sakura's face is still flushed when you meet it, now covered in a layer of sweat and a scowl that held no malice. his eyes scan your face for what could possibly be running through your head, faltering and softening when you end up staring at each other.
"y-you're so-!.. agh!!" steam comes out from his ears.
kaji ren
he was walking around the mall with you and his friends, his headphones on. he was focused on getting to the food court that he didn't notice the boys getting distracted with a new store that just opened.
you silently hype yourself up as you watch him walking alone and unaware. he feels a tap on his shoulder, removing one side of his headphone from his ear. then, he turns his head, eyes widening a second late as his lips come in contact with yours.
you positioned your head over his shoulder—to surprise him when he turned. you thought it'd be funny to see his reaction but you weren't really thinking that far ahead. the moment your lips part, his mouth still agape, you feel heat rush to your head and you didn't even realize that you were full on sprinting away. running and texting kusumi you left because 'something came up'.
you didn't even turn around to see if kaji had processed what happened.
he didn't.
he physically lags. he doesn't move. and barely breathes.
after a while, he blinks and slowly walks to the nearest wall. he takes his head phones off and slams his head against the cement.
he hears a yelp of his name from behind him, enomoto. and another yelp when he faces them and they see his face—red, flushed cheeks and a slight bruise forming on his forehead.
he doesn't see you for a while after that. he tries to meet up with you but you keep making excuses that you're sick, busy, or not home.
even without your presence, you haunt him. his lips tingle sometimes, like yours' ghost his'. and he catches himself spacing out so often, thinking about and repeating that experience, that his classmates get suspicious and worried.
he needs to see you. for an explanation. for his sanity.
one day, he just sees you around town during patrol and he rushes to you, grabbing your forearm before you notice him and run away again.
"a-are we really not going to talk about what happened??"
I also drew my boys with the new merch design!! I'm in love with those uniforms and the fact that Sakura is touching his hat because he doesn't like to wear that stuff 🥹 so I imagined Suo and Nirei comforting him ♡
✧ summary: kissing them unexpectedly ft. Haruka Sakura, Hajime Umemiya, Hayato Suo, Ren Kaji, Mitsuki Kiryu, Akihiko Nirei, Chika Takiishi, & Jo Togame
✧ content: fluff, gn!reader, OOC (especially w/Chika's since I haven't read the whole manga yet), lots of pure kisses, established!relationship
✦ a/n: no more screen time of my beloveds till next year 😢
— HARUKA SAKURA | You were at his house, feeding him food and medicine to tend to his fever. He kept insisting that he was fine and was able to take care of himself, but you wouldn't budge no matter how much he argued back. Due to his sickened condition, his energy to complain was quickly drained out. In the end, he let you do your thing and even tuck him to bed. You watched him close his eyes, cool cloth placed on his forehead as his brows let loose and his breathing calming down. The sight made you feel slightly more at ease. Before deciding to leave, you placed a quick peck on his forehead and whispered, “Get well soon, sweetheart.” His fever rose higher the next day.
— HAYATO SUO | He was always the one to initiate something unexpected, which made you determined to get back at him for once. You walked home with him holding an umbrella under the rain, and you saw how he was focused on the road. Seeing the clear opportunity, you went on your tippy toes and squeezed your eyes shut, kissing his cheek before looking away flustered. His eyes went wide for a moment, before smiling and retorting, “My, my. I see you've gotten quite bold, my dear.” Although he was smooth with it, he internally admitted your attempt in catching him off guard was successful.
— REN KAJI | A pout has been tugging his lips all morning. Ever since you came along with him on patrol, you felt the grumpy aura he emitted despite him acting all nonchalant with it. Little did you know that he was sulking. When he came to pick you up this morning, he reached out a hand to hold yours when you turned back to retrieve something; when he considered to lend you his headphones, you bumped into Sakura and the gang; when he reattempted to hold your hand, Lisa came jumping into your arms. He was fuming. Thankfully, at the end of the day, you realized. “Ren?” He looked at you silently, waiting for you to continue as he rolled the sucker in his mouth. “Can you take the candy out real quick, please?” He was confused, but complied either way. With that, you leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss on his lips, before pulling back with a fond smile. He was confused yet again, but this time, he wrapped his arms around your waist and nuzzled into the crook of your neck, relishing in the feeling of finally being able to hold you.
— HAJIME UMEMIYA | Today was a gardening date, where you'd help him out with his garden at the rooftop. Like usual, he proudly exclaims how the plants have grown fast and healthy. It was like seeing a proud father boasting about his children. His smile when he held up two pots of tomatoes was brighter than the sun that was shining upon the both of you, and it was endearing to the point where you couldn't help it anymore. You quickly cupped his face and pressed your lips against his before pulling back and saying, “My sweet, gardener boyfriend.” He immediately placed down the pots, almost dropping them before swooping you up in his arms and twirling you in the air.
— JO TOGAME | You looked up at the sky, hearing cracks of fire as it bloomed into colorful sparks. After strolling through stalls and winning prizes, the festival's main occasion finally made its arrival. Turning to your boyfriend next to you, you tugged at his sleeve and called out to him quietly, “Jo…” gesturing that you had something to say. Just as he leaned down to listen, you gently pulled his face and connected your lips to his. He didn't see that coming, but he wasn't going to complain as he wasted no time and melted into the kiss– pulling you closer by the waist and savoring this sweet moment under the flashing fireworks that lit up the sky above.
— MITSUKI KIRYU | Nothing wrong with taking a break from your small screen gadgets and entertain yourself with something slightly more traditional. Other than the games on his phone, Kiryu was surprisingly good at the ones at the arcade as well. From basketball toss to Pac-Man, you both competed on who could earn the most tickets. Of course, he was taking the lead. He was currently focused on the spinning light, calculating the right moment to press the button and hit the jackpot. When suddenly you leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, causing him to lose focus and accidentally push down the button, missing the awaited jackpot. “Hey, that was cheating.” He still won in the end, but gave his tickets to you anyway.
— CHIKA TAKIISHI | He always looked so aloof– like there were no literal fucks he'd seriously give, and everything others say were just a broken TV's buzzing. Oddly enough, you found that trait to be adorable. Sometimes, you find yourself gazing and staring at his majestic self as he looks off into somewhere or nowhere, holding the familiar empty gaze you've grown used to. He was like an innocent, introverted child during a family gathering– the ones who choose to space off and act cold to those who tried to approach or tease him. The sight was so irresistibly cute, you couldn't help yourself but to squeeze his cheeks between your palms and press a quick kiss on his cheek. “You're so CUTE!” He remained unfazed and gave no reaction, but slithered an arm around your waist and pulled you closer.
— AKIHIKO NIREI | Seeing and hearing him yap about the things he took interest in has always been a trait of his that you found endearing. And right now, you couldn't help but marvel at the way he was so passionate about something to the point of writing it down in his notebook. You listened to it all– nodding and throwing in responses here and there to keep the conversation going. In the middle of his babbling, you leaned forward and gave a quick peck on his forehead. “And then what happened?” you asked innocently afterwards like it was nothing. Meanwhile he was left a stuttering, blushing, and questioning mess of a nerd.
summary: he asks you to fix his hair after a fight because "his hands hurt from punching."
Huge smile on his face when he asks you that because he knows you'll do it anyways even if he gives a petty excuse of his hands hurt. You know they aren't.
What makes his teasing even worse—or better—is he doesn't bend down for you.
He simply stood tall, hands behind his back, and you have to make the effort to stand on your tippy toes to reach up his hair.
You fix his hair while grumbling he should bend a little to match your height but he would say that he doesn't want to with a closed eye smile like he had done nothing wrong.
To further his teasing, because you're so vulnerable right now, he wraps his arms around your unguarded waist and pulls you closer.
Your eyes widen and your cheeks become hot. You look up at his face and he seems unfazed, of course, it's Suo we're talking about.
You quickly finish up with his hair before gently pushing him away because you're getting embarrassed.
Why? Because he does all this literally right in front of all the guys he just beat up that are now lying on the ground, some unconscious, some groaning in pain.
It made you even more shy when you saw the sudden change of Suo's look. His eye darken, like he was thinking of something else.
He wouldn't let go until you hit his chest a few times while hiding your face. Not unless he gave a chuckle and threw in a "You're so cute," and finally released you.
Pats your head and intertwines his fingers with yours and says "Thank you. Now come on, let's eat at a different place."
Finally bends down just to peck you on the cheek.
Oh, you know he's doing this on purpose and it irritates both in a good way and a bad way.
Good way because you know he loves you, but in a bad way because he's teasing you for his entertainment.
And because he's so confident about it that it's hard to get him back.
its not necessarily a bad thing, nor is it inherently uncommon; it's just… ah, how do you put this?
no one is allowed to touch his hair. nope, nuh uh, not in a million years. his hair is off limits.
but here's the catch. lately, he's been letting you touch his hair. not only that, but he lets you brush it and style it.
and it seems mundane, right? something nonsensical to be excited about or actively realise. but he's just been so gentle in mannerisms lately.
as life has it, today is one of many that follows suit of the last treacherous days. nothing goes right; you woke up late, skipped breakfast, got to school late, tripped up the stairs, got mocked… what a miserable life, it is.
getting mocked by the grade under you is more than enough social interaction for your already exhausted mind to cope with, thus you crash in an empty stairwell in the abandoned side of the school.
you thought it was that easy? “crash” twice; crash in your quiet spot and crash down the damn stairs. again.
you eventually sit up, bringing your aching knees to your chest and wrapping your arms over your shins. like a hug. like protection. like you're being held.
what a shitty day.
the lunch break isn't over yet, and it's too early to go home, especially since you arrived late. you could just skip the whole day in your little quiet space. yeah, maybe.
seconds of silence never stretched to minutes or feeling like hours; it's lonely. as tired as you are, maybe being alone just makes this a whole lot worse.
you lean your chin on your knees, zoning out. that's the last thing you remember before dozing off and waking up against someone's chest, with their arm wrapped around your shoulders.
you slowly blink into consciousness, blurry eyes registering an orange and white jacket on your lap, and messy black hair in the corner of your eye.
togame.
“you alright? he whispers, eyes not meeting yours.
you don't respond. and he doesn't get mad; he didn't make eye contact with you when asking so that you didn't feel pressured to answer.
is this a dream?
after a few moments of silence, he speaks up again, quietly. “one of choji’s mates saw you sleeping here and told me. have you eaten?”
you stay silent again, this time wondering if the words come out of your mouth manually or automatically.
“mm,” you open your mouth, nothing but a hum slipping out. he holds his breath for a second, listening closely.
words come out manually, apparently.
when he realises that you're not quite ready to talk yet, he takes your hand into his own and squeezes it tenderly.
he’s actually here.
“take your time,” he brings your intertwined hands to his mouth, pressing a long, feather-light kiss to the back of your hand. “i’m here, and i'm not going anywhere.”
he lets your hands fall comfortably into his lap, still laced with yours. you lean your head on his shoulder, feeling his own lean against yours lightly.
he's there, he definitely is.
minutes actually pass this time; they feel like forever. silence is still scary, but togame makes it all a little more bearable.
you want to ask him to talk. ramble on about his day and his latest fight; his interests and things he saw online that he thinks are totally epic and would want to do with you. talk about anything and everything, just don't be silent.
“today,” he starts, voice coming out awkwardly loud. “one of the guys were watching me tie my hair before coming to find you, and they whispered something to choji. when i grabbed my stuff, choji told me to, well,” he nervously scratches at the side of his neck, awkwardness clear in his voice. but so is the sincerity.
“hm?” you hum again, but this time, it sounds more like a response, rather than an absentminded groan.
“he told me to let you tie my hair, or something like that,” he turns his face to face slightly away, even though you two didn't make eye contact even now. “he says it's meant to calm you down.”
you hesitantly nod, watching as togame guides your hands to untie his rushed loop bun from earlier and turn it into a simple braid. it was weird, at first. you didn't want to make him uncomfortable, knowing he isn't too fond of having his hair touched. but you watch his lips curve into a smile when you stifle a giggle at how he tries to guide your hands and show you how to braid his hair backwards, at the same time.
maybe it was worth falling up and down the stairs today, along with all of the other mishaps. maybe the sudden surge of loneliness was a lesson, too. but the thing you learned today?
togame once jumped a guy for putting a ribbon in his hair, which is why he never lets anyone touch it. anyone except you, from now on.
