Sabbath crew taking care of their depressed s/o hc’s
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Wooin ~
Lowkey gives great advice without trying. If you’re sad about losing a friendship or having a fallout with family he’d tell you not to care. He would explain that caring about people who leave you aren’t worth your time. He’d say it in a cocky nonchalant way but when you think about it later on it’s great advice.
He’d try to get you to get tattoos with him.
He would be slightly more affectionate. His love language is definitely physical touch, he doesn’t understand personal space. So when he notices that you’re depressed he’ll hold onto you more. He will hold your hand more, hug you from behind without letting go.
If you have a depression room, he wouldn’t be helpful at all. Although he sucks at cleaning his company comforts you.
He can make you laugh which helps provide a good distraction from the pain
Hyuk ~
He doesn’t understand depression because he doesn’t feel emotions the same way others do. Despite that he’s surprisingly able to help you.
He would drag you into some of his and Wooin’s shenanigans which would distract you from your troubles.
He would be very comforting to be around in an odd way 💀 he doesn’t seem like the judgy type. So if you’re struggling in ways you find embarrassing you wouldn’t need to worry about your image with him.
He wouldn’t be able to give you space if you need it. If you tried to disappear because life got too hard he’d find you. He doesn’t care what you’re going through either way he will always know where you’re at.
He would bring you his favorite snacks to cheer you up.
He would rot in the bed with you. He seems to be the type to sleep a lot. So he wouldn’t judge you for sleeping your miserable life away instead he’d join you.
Joker ~
He would clean and cook for you. He doesn’t give the best advice because he’s also struggling but he knows how to make you feel better.
He’d make you go to the gym with him, along with long cycle rides.
He would teach you how to box because it helps release built up emotions.
He’d allow you to take care of the puppy until you’re feeling better. (Animals can help with depression and anxiety)
He would try his best to spend more time with you just to make sure you’re doing ok. He’d also text you more at night to check in on you.
Vinny ~
Vinny would give good advice like Wooin but in a different way. He would tell you that the emotions you’re feeling can be put into making changes in your life instead of giving up on yourself.
The only thing he has to offer you is ramen. He’s broke and struggling himself but he wouldn’t mind cooking for you.
He would stay the night at your place to keep an eye on you
He would work harder to motivate you to keep trying.
He’d take better care of himself because he wouldn’t want you to worry about him while you’re already going through a lot.
A/n: haven’t written in a long time, so if it’s bad I’m sorry. I also started this at 10:45 pm. They’re probably bad because I forgot a lot of what happened in the manhwa but I miss them.
hiiiiii it’s so nice to see windbreaker fans active again!! i miss the thriving fandom we had before the manhwa got cancelled:( butttt if possible and if you’re willing, could you please write a nsfw one shot w joker/hajun? there’s literally nothing for that man on here LOL
try me.
➪ joker gives you a chance and finally lets you take control... in bed.
➪ includes : joker/hajun. smut, established rs, unprotected sex, spanking, riding, praise, creampie.
➪ a/n : thankiew anon for this request i hope u like it! finally wrote smut after a longgg time, feels weird lol. also i agree with u anon, dare i say he's the most underrated among the other three in sabbath.
“we’re lost,”
joker sighed as he trudged beside you, watching you stare at google maps on your phone like it was your first day on earth.
“come on, give it to me.”
his big hands took your phone before you could open your mouth in protest, eyeing the screen down before letting out a huff.
“we’re in the opposite direction, babe.”
“what— really?”
you replied, glancing over to see what changes he made to the direction app. the arrow finally pointed in the right direction after a few taps he made, and he set off without saying anything. you walked exasperatedly, feeling annoyed at how he took charge of things so quickly.
you hated feeling like this; the feeling of being belittled because of a minor mistake, like you were some damsel in distress who needed saving every time. a few minutes passed by and joker noticed your small steps that waddled behind him. with your head hung low and your eyes glued to the pavement, you suddenly found yourself bumping your head against his broad back.
“ow— why did you just stop?”
you rubbed your forehead, the phantom pain almost felt real against your fingertips. you looked up slowly, your eyes instantly meeting his intense gaze that met contact with yours. his eye twitched, not in anger, but because you looked like this in front of him—this girl who pouted her lips and still had her hand on her forehead to gain sympathy.
“you’re mad.”
he observed, hands in his pockets as his stance was almost laid back. your eyes quickly averted to the road to your left, looking at the poorly-done paint job.
“... no i’m not.”
and then, it came.
at first it was a cold drop that landed on your arm, then a few more, before the downpour cascaded onto both of you in a blink of an eye. everything happened so fast. his hand grabbed your arm and pulled you to the closest shelter down the road, with both of you not noticing your surroundings.
you wiped away the remainder of the rain drops that trickled down your skin, the pittering sound of the rain burning through your ears. you looked at joker, the bandage on his face hanging by its end.
you instinctively reached out to his cheek, peeling the patch away before holding it between your fingers. you caught his gaze softening for a brief second before he grabbed your wrist, rubbing his thumb over your pulse point.
“you sure you weren’t mad earlier?”
he asked almost too softly, the rain drowning his voice out after you caught it.
“i was, a little i guess.”
you admitted, feeling your arm relax in his grip.
“i don’t like it when you just… take control without giving me a chance.”
your words came out faster than you could process them.
“mmh, okay,”
he hummed, his eyes never leaving yours with an unreadable expression.
“i’ll make it up to you then.”
“j-jo—hajun!”
you moaned, voice trembling as you swallowed another moan. his cock was deep inside you as you bounced slowly on his lap, dragging your slick, sensitive walls up and down on his length.
your hands met his pecs, pawing his skull tattoo hard as you tried to grind faster. he threw his head back at your sudden movement, earning a grunt from him before muttering a curse under his shallow breath.
his control was hanging by a thread, fighting every urge not to grab your thighs and push them towards your chest before plunging his cock inside you.
he was giving you total control; the pace, the roughness, everything. he looked down at your bouncing tits before redirecting his eyes to your flushed face. your eyes were glassy like a doll’s, tears on the brink of trickling down your heated cheeks.
“you’re doing so good baby, fuck—”
he ran his hand through your hair, his palm landing on your scalp. your face faltered at his touch, feeling the need to crash onto his chest and letting him take the lead instead. but you resisted the temptation, biting your lip as your pussy clenched around him.
he hissed sharply at the sensation, his hand instantly flying to your ass as he smacked it harshly.
“aah—don’t do that—ngh!”
“habit, my bad, baby.”
he let out unapologetically, palming your ass and caressing the shade of red that slowly bloomed from the spank. his hands guided you, pacing you on his cock that twitched with precum inside of you.
“you close? i feel you gettin—haah, fuck.”
you nodded desperately at his words as he felt the familiar pulses course through his body. up until now, he still hasn’t thrusted into you, letting you fall apart on his cock with your own ministrations.
your whimpers spilled out like wildfire against the obscene sounds from slapping skin-to-skin. with one harsh grip on your ass, he finally forced you down on his cock, trapping you on his lap as spilled inside of you. your orgasm came the moment you felt his hot cum flood your insides, milking his length even more.
your body seized on top of him before falling forward and landing on his chest. joker didn’t pull out, he didn’t feel the need to. his arms went to cradle your sensitive body as small pants and gasps filled the air.
as you were about to lift yourself off him, you felt the unrecognisable twitch of his cock hardening inside of you.
you frowned, knowing what came next—both of you. orgasm after orgasm, until you didn’t feel the need to be in control again.
a/n: this is again, super self indulgent.. bcs i too have anemia.. i based some of the scenarios here off of real experiences ive had i fear.. im ok tho!
when you started dating suo, it never really occured to you to tell him about your condition. probably from you not wanting to burden him, or making him think he has to take care of you 24/7 when you were mostly fine on your own.
which was a big mistake, because the way he found out was with you almost passing out from walking with him with no breaks for a little over an hour, your lack of both breakfast and lunch mostly contributing to it.
it just slipped out of your mind! and you forgot to buy new iron supplements, so maybe it was your fault (oops). its a good thing suo was a fast thinker. he quickly let you sit down on a nearby bench while running—actually running—to the nearest convenience store to get you a lot of food and water.
from that moment on, he's always made sure to be extra careful with you. making sure you eat enough for the day, get plenty of rest the night before, and have medical supplies on hand incase of any (god forbid) emergency.
whenever you would eat lunch together, he would always order more for himself incase you got hungry after finishin0g your food so he could offer his. you always felt bad, but he kept on insisting, and it became a usual thing over time.
he also started to bring around a water bottle for you, especially on days where he knows you both would be doing a lot of walking.
whenever you began to feel weak or dizzy, he would immediately drop everything he was doing to take care of you. he would rush you to sit down and let you drink water, never leaving your side until you feel okay.
if you ever feel tired while out with him, expect him to start carrying you. mostly piggyback style. he wasn't really embarrassed about it, and would just laugh whenever you would hide your face on his neck. he would never complain about carrying you, and would be willing to do so until you reached your destination.
if ever you didn't eat, he would always make sure to have a snack with him for you. and you never even had to tell him, he just somehow knew.
there was one very scary time where you almost got attacked by a rival gang. they somehow knew you were affiliated with bofurin, and took that opportunity to attempt to hit them where they're weak. safe to say you've never ran faster for your life. when you eventually managed to lose the people chasing you, you we're extremely dizzy and breathless. it was actually pure luck when a group of students on patrol found you hunched down in an alley, struggling to breathe and staying awake.
when suo found out, he was genuinely furious. not at you, of course. but at the people who thought it was okay to try and hurt you for the sake of hurting him.
the students who found you gave you basic medical care before escorting you home, and suo visited later in the day. he brought your favorite foods and some tea for you to share and set them on your bedside table before checking you to see if you were alright.
days later you can only assume what happened to those people, but all suo told you about was to not worry about them anymore.
'cause maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me.
➪ you spent your whole life waiting for vinny hong. maybe this time, he'll be the one waiting for you.
➪ includes : vinny. mentions of y/n in dialogue, slow burn, childhood friends to something even more, au not canon, not proofread soz
➪ wc : 4.6k
➪ a/n : HELLOOO IM BACK. this is actually a request so i hope they enjoy it as much as i did writing this 🤍 this fic is inspired by 2 songs actually! one is wonderwall by oasis and the other is 海屿你 (hai yu ni) soo yeap, just a fun fact :3
you didn’t have much to care about in your childhood. young and naive, it was truly a time to be alive. you frequented the playground near your home; though it was undermaintained and unkempt, you still found joy frolicking around.
the swings rusted by the chain, creaking at every subtle motion. but you ignored it, swinging as high as possible in hopes of touching the sky. the world was yours—the playground, actually. other kids rarely came here, so it was just you, your mother sitting at the nearby bench, and the equipment all to yourself; it was basically heaven, until you felt something shift inside you.
whenever your mother brought you to the nearby supermarket, the route made you walk past this lively area. it was a large playground that was never quiet, filled with laughing children who played with each other. your eyes never left the view even as your mother tugged your hand gently, urging you to walk faster.
this feeling, it was envy.
you wanted to join in, to play with other children, to make friends. but at last, you always ended up at the empty playground, the chill gush of wind making you feel lonelier. you couldn’t even play on the seesaw. sure, your mom was there, but she was always the phone talking to someone. weird words like “rent” and “loan” came out of her mouth, surpassing your knowledge. unsure what to make of it, you didn’t ask her to play with you.
sitting on the swings again, your legs kicking in small motions that at least made you sway. your eyes glued to the ground, watching your feet kick the sand, the particles fly, and a pair of red shoes? you looked up curiously, your surprised gaze meeting the mismatched-coloured eyes of a boy with red hair and two moles on his left undereye.
“... who are you?”
you asked, still in shock that anyone thought about coming here.
“i’m vinny! do you want to play with me?”
the red-haired said, grinning cheekily through his teeth. your eyes practically lit up at the question, meeting his grin with an excited smile,
“yes i do!”
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over the next few months, you spent time with vinny, your first ever friend. you found out that he was the same age as you, and recently moved in the nearby houses across the playground. he always brought his bicycle, often showing you his tricks and maneuvers proudly. you were mesmerised by his talent, and told him to keep doing it until he was tired.
along the way, he even taught you how to ride a bike, traversing through the playground while the two of you were in your own world. learning how to cycle wasn’t easy. your face always met the ground, but you told yourself not to cry in front of him because you wanted to look cool, only allowing a few tears to well up in your eyes.
your knees were victim to abrasions gotten against the rough pathway, with your mom sighing whenever she saw your legs after you finished playing with vinny. on days when he didn’t bring his bike, you two would play on the seesaw, something you didn’t think you’d achieve here. as you went up and down, you saw his smiling face; he had as much fun as you did, and that’s what made you feel this weird sensation inside of you, something you didn’t want to acknowledge yet.
your mother kept reading you this fairytale to sleep, a story of how a princess found her prince charming, but it wasn’t an easy journey for both of them. something about how they found each other after their own struggles stuck with you, a moment so beautiful, and that made you want to find your own prince charming; that was your wish.
“y/n, do you have a dream?”
vinny asked, his swing seat stationary while yours swung up high.
“huh? a dream…”
your mind immediately went to the fairytale, but you didn’t want to admit such a thing like that in front of a boy.
“i don’t have one yet, what about you?”
his lips curled into a small smile, looking at the ground with hopeful eyes as he answered,
“i wanna become the best cyclist in the world.”
you stopped your momentum and looked at him, seeing nothing but determination and passion behind those eyes. you smiled sweetly, leaving him with your words,
“okay! i will always support you!”
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as you two grew older, you realised how much you stuck with vinny. from attending the same middle school together to even having the same friends, the both of you were basically joined by the hip, never leaving each other’s side. it was endearing, and most people assumed you two were siblings, with some even thinking that you two might be dating instead.
through the course of time, every moment spent with vinny contributed to your developing feelings for him. you kept telling yourself that it was merely infatuation, but you couldn’t help your subtle blush whenever someone accused the two of you of being in a relationship. minu was the main driver of this agenda, always teasing you about vinny whenever he went away for the bathroom during lunch.
you got to know minu through vinny, finding out that they were in a cycling crew called the ‘zephyrus crew’. they often cycled around the neighbourhood park at night, roaming freely through the streets without a care in the world. you often sat at the bench, occupying yourself with your homework assigned to you on that day whilst waiting for them to return from their ride. you had your usual snacks ready: some convenience store sandwiches, cans of energy drinks, and a bottle of barley tea reserved for vinny.
your nights were mostly spent like this, with you socialising with minu, june, and the other members of the crew, while vinny sat beside you on the bench, listening in on the lively conversations among everyone.
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“y/n, do you still like vinny?”
you almost spat your food out, trying to shush minu, afraid that he might’ve said that too loud for others to hear.
“what? me? vinny? pfft, we’re just friends.”
you tried to play it cool in the canteen, with minu not believing your behaviour whatsoever.
“you know we’re almost graduating right? what if you don’t end up in the same high school as him?”
“what the– don’t say that!”
you almost raised your voice, earning stares from the nearby tables before you slowly made yourself smaller, hiding your face behind your hand. you watched as minu wiggled his eyebrows,
“you should totally confess to him, i bet he likes you too.”
your face heated up, shades of red painting your cheeks before a firm voice cut through your train of thought,
“what’s going on here?”
vinny was standing directly behind you, and you tilted your head up to see his eyes staring at your face. you felt even hotter after seeing his features he thought no one found attractive except you, and you immediately removed yourself from your position by bolting out of the canteen. your hands palmed your cheeks as you made your way to the bathroom, cooling your face with water as the tap ran in the background of your thoughts.
minu was right; graduation was approaching, and there was a chance you might see him less often if you end up in a different school from him. you sighed in front of the basin, looking at yourself in the mirror and relishing in the embarrassing moment that happened in the canteen a few minutes ago.
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and just like that, the two of you graduated middle school. and surprise, you didn’t confess your feelings to vinny.
you chickened out the moment you opened your mouth, letting him walk away to talk to minu instead. you followed behind him like a puppy, hugging your bouquet of flowers your parents gave earlier as you joined in their conversation about what to eat after the event. later that night, you found yourself on the same bench, using your phone instead with your convenience store plastic bag beside you waiting for the group.
this was your routine for the next few months before high school, with vinny now walking you home as a bonus. you didn’t ask why he started doing that, but you liked the gesture anyway, really liked it. while the two of you walked towards your home at midnight, both of your phones lit up with the notification of high school posting results. your breath hitched, opening the message and reading the words 'sunny high school'.
you looked at vinny before saying anything, watching his brows furrow in disdain as he muttered,
“gunn high, huh? what a shitty school.”
you swallowed dryly, slowly showing your phone screen into his view as he would’ve asked eventually. from the corner of your eye, you caught a glimpse of a small smile on his lips. you were confused, wondering why he was smiling despite you two going to different schools. not until you heard his soft words,
“sunny high’s good y/n, i knew you could do it.”
he patted your head briefly before shoving his phone away, walking in front of you while his bike clicked with every wheel rotation. you stood rooted to the ground, unable to move after feeling his hand land on the top of your head gently, stroking your hair like it was precious. the ghost of his touch still lingered, and your face flushed unbearably so. with your racing heart, you brisk-walked to catch up, hiding your face in your hair—vinny had no idea what effect he had on you, and that scared you so much.
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the first day of school wasn’t as bad as you thought. you arrived to the campus with minu and june, whom you thankfully found to be your classmates for the first year. you settled in quicker than you expected; having your usual lunch breaks with minu and june, just without vinny this time.
but after school was different story. you would always find vinny waiting outside your school gate, his bike in hand while he scrolled mindlessly through his phone. being in separate schools wasn’t a bother, the distance closed immediately the moment the two of you met after dismissal.
everyday, the both of you walked home together without fail, with the majority of the walk filled with vinny’s ridiculous encounters with the students from gunn high, and frequent mentions of this guy named sung kwon whom he claimed to be his “bro”. the same nights at the neighbourhood park still occurred, with you busying yourself with assessment books and math problems instead while vinny and the rest cycled together in the dead of the night
the years slipped by quietly, and before you knew it, you turned 18, experiencing your final year of high school with new company. minu had introduced you to jay, a second-year student whose class was a floor below yours. they met by chance, where minu dramatised this whole story of jay cycling downhill like he was a god in his eyes. shortly after, you found yourself entangled in what you’ve come to know as the 'hummingbird crew'.
minu had passed down his crew to some juniors, deciding to form this new crew with june to join this biking competition called the “league of street”. the reason? it was money meant to pay for vinny’s mother’s surgery. you vividly remember him telling you his life story last year during the break between graduation and the first day of high school; it was the only moment you got to witness his tough exterior break as he vented to you about future plans and concerns about money. you saw him when he was most vulnerable—his fragile state—and it pained you greatly knowing all you could do was be by his side in support of him.
this addition of people was certainly a change in your life, but it was something you welcomed. you particularly clicked with shelly and mia, whom you observed had the hots for jay. but you didn’t pay much attention to their affairs, all you cared about was telling vinny what happened in your daily debriefs.
when you first told him about the hummingbird crew, he already knew of it from minu, and even asked him to join the crew. however, he didn’t give an immediate answer, just a simple acknowledgement through text. as you walked him to his home (for a change), you noticed his mother coming to the front porch, smiling at you gratefully as requested you to come in for dinner. you glanced at vinny’s expression, but you couldn’t tell if your eyes were deceiving you from the way vinny’s cheeks tinted with a hint of pink.
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you were all too familiar with his home as you quickly took off your shoes and placed your bag on the floor, finding his mother by the kitchen and helping her set the table with practised ease. his mother made the best stew. it was warm, comforting, and everything you could ask for in a dish. after the meal, you would always reject his mother’s words of telling you to sit in the living room as you insisted on helping her with the dishes.
a few short conversations here and there made the time pass by so quickly, it was almost midnight. you pat vinny’s cat, jack, one last time before wearing your shoes, with his mother giving you a large container of her homemade kimchi to bring back home. you accepted it with a warm smile before leaving, while vinny followed to walk you home as it was late and dark. you didn’t want to admit that he was such a gentleman, a boy whom anyone could tell was raised by his mother well, as that fact alone would make you fall harder for him than you already had.
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the cycling nights changed, but not in a drastic way you expected. your convenience store runs ran your wallet dry even more due to buying more food and drinks. the park changed to somewhere more bustling, your spot upgrading to a longer bench for you to study quietly on. the group dynamic has definitely shifted into something more familial between the cyclists, and you noticed how vinny didn’t quite fit in with the whole cheesy atmosphere.
for some twisted reason, that made you glad.
glad that he wasn’t too close with them, and that silent selfishness of yours sickened you. after the crew competed in their very first round of the competition, they garnered attention from the spectators, mostly about jay jo being a super rookie and even some words about vinny’s skills. the attention didn’t cease after the consequent rounds as even more people expressed their support for hummingbird. you often watched them compete in person, mainly wanting to watch vinny cycle live. you couldn’t help but recall his childhood dream he admitted to you in the park where it all started.
every time you saw his footage on the big screen of the competition site, you didn’t hold back your smile, your eyes never leaving the screen of the boy who was closer to his dream than he’d ever been. many spectators watched in awe as the race unfolded, in particular, you noticed this girl with short, black hair, watching the screen where vinny displayed with that very same gaze you had for him.
yumi was her name, she was part of the tarantula crew before getting disqualified after losing to hummingbird. however, that didn’t stop her from coming to the race site to watch the race, or instead, watch vinny. she kept trying to approach him as well, complimenting his cycling skills and outwardly trying to get his number, though it didn’t work in her favour; not yet.
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days turned into weeks, and the competition went into full swing. you found yourself slowly removing yourself from the picture: not showing up as often to support as you were busy with other commitments outside being vinny’s moral support. it couldn’t be helped, exams were around the corner, followed by several projects and volunteering roles you took on to boost your portfolio. every time you texted him, he was either busy training or working his part-time job—at least that was what you thought he was doing.
he’d only reply hours later in the middle of the night, but you were fast asleep by then. the pattern repeated itself for days, and you eventually gave up trying to start a normal conversation with him. before you knew it, seeing vinny wasn’t part of your routine anymore. no more walks back home together, no more convenience store runs for his nightly barley tea after his trainings, no more stupid little conversations with him under the moonlight before you went in your home.
and for some reason, he was alright with it, as if nothing had existed between the two of you. no texts or calls trying to catch up or interact, just silence. you didn’t know which hurt more: the silence, or the fact that he didn’t even bother trying to reach out. so you did what you do best at, drowning yourself in as many activities and commitments as possible to forget about your one-sided crush.
how embarrassing it was to become someone whom he pretended didn’t exist.
but what was even more humiliating was how easily he replaced you with none other than yumi.
you saw them by chance, holding hands in a food street as they stood in front of a street food cart. your eyes didn’t deceive you even when you hoped they did. it was real, the vinny you haven’t seen in weeks standing and holding hands with another girl. the same vinny who never knew what to do with the platonic affection you expressed to him.
he was dating her, no doubt about it, and you couldn’t stop thinking about why it couldn’t be you instead. you quickly walked away, trying not to alert them with your presence as you headed to the direction of your car. with unshed tears, you sat in the drivers seat, both hands grabbing the steering wheel weakly and tucking your head down dejectedly.
you closed your eyes, trying to steady your breathing as you released a breath you weren’t aware of holding. with your heart pounding out of your chest, you couldn’t tell if it was from seeing vinny in forever, or how he was holding hands with another girl that wasn’t you.
ever since that night, you stopped looking for reasons to see vinny. whenever shelly invited you to the hummingbird crew gatherings, you declined without hesitation, knowing vinny would be there, probably bringing yumi along as well. you didn’t want to see that, afraid you might break again just like that unfortunate night in your car.
sometimes on your way home, you’d catch a glimpse of vinny cycling back home while texting someone on his phone. you’d hope that maybe, just maybe, your phone would vibrate during that time, but it never once did.
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“vinny’s still MIA, what a douche.”
dom announced in the clubroom, scrolling through his phone mindlessly watching reels about recent sneaker drops. you looked up from your lunchbox, still chewing your sausage as shelly spoke,
“geez, what’s he up to now? he better not be in the mountains, the next round is coming up.”
“maybe he’s just busy,”
you said without thinking, though your words were muffled through your food. but you knew that wasn’t the case. almost a month had passed without any update from vinny to the rest of the crew. and since none of them were close to yumi, no one knew who to ask what happened to him. usually, it would be you—but not now, not this time.
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the critical period of your submissions had passed, and you felt free from the shackles as you were finally less busier. you eventually started showing up to their training sessions again, with shelly and the others welcoming you back with open arms. as you showed up to the park, you noticed them crowding around something, or someone.
a certain someone with that damn red hair you could recognise from outer space.
you froze in your tracks, not knowing how to approach the group. you were awful at confrontation, it was basically your worst nightmare. dom had to ruin it by turning around, noticing your awkward stance as he cocked his head in confusion,
“y/n? what are you doing there? come here, this fella finally decided to show up.”
you walked towards them, eyes looking elsewhere to avoid vinny’s piercing gaze. once you stood in front of vinny, everyone dispersed as if on cue, heading to their usual starting point while talking about strategies on the way there. you were left alone with vinny, and you noticed he didn’t have his bike with him.
“hey.”
he said, the monosyllabic word carrying volumes of unsaid thoughts. you gave an awkward smile, replying with the same greeting. the awkwardness hurt. somehow, after years of knowing each other, it felt as though you two were strangers again; you didn’t know what to say to him despite the many things you wanted to.
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you heard through shelly that vinny and yumi broke up, said she got the information from someone else who was close friends with yumi. at that moment, your heart stopped for a second. the way shelly said it so casually like it didn’t almost make you lose your life for that second was concerning; you shouldn’t have reacted that way. but you did, and you couldn’t hide from your lingering feelings.
however, you didn’t see it as an opportunity, you only wondered if vinny was coping well. maybe that’s why he suddenly showed up after ghosting them for so long. your mind kept running with reasons on why he returned. it was too noisy, and you hated that you still cared that much about him.
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you found yourself at a burger joint after school as shelly practically dragged you out of the classroom when she heard you talk about heading home. poking at your fries absentmindedly, you sat beside vinny while shelly, jay, and dom sat opposite the two of you.
initially, shelly and jay wanted to sit together, meaning you had to squeeze with dom and vinny in that booth seat they made look tiny when together. so, dom decided to squeeze with them instead, leaving the two of you together with a seemingly-awkward gap inbetween.
“you’re not eating.”
vinny said quietly to you whilst the three others were busy with their conversations.
“i’m not hungry.”
“then why did you come?”
“shelly dragged me here.”
you said, sighing softly in defeat. he looked at you, not knowing what to say before focusing on his meal. after a while and noticing your food looking the same as before, he nudged your tray, earning a glance from you as you heard,
“they’re cold,”
“... what?”
you quickly put a soggy fry in your mouth as you watched him place his elbow on the table, resting his head on his hand as his eyes bored onto you, observing you eat under his pressure.
“you always wait too long.”
at this point, the two of you hadn’t noticed the three people blatantly staring at the interaction, a knowing look shared among them.
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after shelly, dom, and jay parted ways with the both of you, you stopped by a convenience store to grab a quick breakfast meant for tomorrow morning, while vinny followed you inside. walking down the pastry aisle, you looked for your favourite bread. after getting what you needed, you stopped in front of the beverages section intending to look for cold brew, although you suddenly fixated your gaze on the bottles of barley tea that stood right beside it.
your hand hovered over the familiar bottles before switching over to the coffee grabbing it quickly and heading over to the counter to pay. however, you suddenly saw the same damn bottle slide onto the counter, feeling vinny’s presence behind you as he muttered against your ear,
“you forgot something.”
you looked at him, staring in disbelief as you felt the heat flare up in your body. you turned away and immediately paid without looking at the cashier, grabbing the plastic bag and exiting the store as the chime rang from inside. vinny watched you hurry out of the store before following you, the corner of his lips turning into the faintest smile.
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walking side by side in the quiet street, you swang the plastic bag you were carrying, the rustling and other sounds of the night filling your ears. you wanted to distract yourself from how close he was walking along with you, your arms an atom away from touching each others. after reaching the intersection where you two go different ways, you gave him a knowing look before turning around.
however, you felt his hand grab your wrist tight enough to secure, but not hurt. you looked at him in surprise before your eyes darted to where his hand held your wrist, feeling the familiar heat course through you once again.
“... do you need anything?”
breaking the silence, you turned around fully, now standing in front of him and looking, really looking, at him.
“why did you stop showing up back then?”
you paused, not expecting that question at all. like a switch had been flipped, all the memories of you trying to get over his relationship with yumi resurfaced in your mind.
“i thought you didn’t need me anymore.”
you gave a humourless chuckle, one so soft he almost didn’t catch it. he frowned immediately after registering your words,
“... what?”
“well, you had yumi and you stopped replying to my texts,”
you admitted genuinely,
“i didn’t want to get in your way, so i stopped.”
vinny stared at you in an unreadable expression, though as if he couldn’t believe what he just heard come out from your mouth. he hesitated to speak, slightly opening and closing his mouth before choosing what to say.
“you really think i wanted that?” “you didn’t?”
he quickly replied with no hesitation,
“no.
i didn’t, fuck—i really didn’t.”
he covered his eyes with his hand, feeling a subtle heat creep up to his cheeks as he continued,
“i kept looking for you, wondering where you were.
after school, after training, even after my jobs.”
you noticed his ears blooming a shade of red as he slowly removed his hand from his eyes. it was the first time you saw him at a loss for words. he tried to keep his firm expression even with his reddening face, and it looked absolutely adorable in your eyes.
“vinny…
what about yumi? weren’t you two… happy?”
his expression shifted into something more thoughtful and reflecting,
“we were.”
“she was someone i wanted to be with,
but you’re someone i can’t imagine my life without.”
you tugged the hem of his shirt, looking at him with a vulnerable gaze,
“you don’t get to say things like that…”
“i mean it, i really do.”
he grabbed your hand and held it in his, like it was something precious he wanted to keep as he whispered,
“so please,
don’t leave me again.”
you tightened your fingers around his hand after hearing his words;
a/n: i was gonna post this last night but then i got super drunk so i only finished it rn.. oopsies. anyways i love sugishita sm hes so dear to me omg.
since you never shied away from showing off affections to others, you never really noticed how much more often you did it with sugishita.
and he always knew you as a kind, happy person, so he didn't really think of your attitude towards him any different if it were someone else.
both of you didn't think that you dropping everything to talk to him if you ever saw him was weird, just a friend approaching another friend to engage in friendly conversation.
both of you didn't think that him allowing you (and only you) to style his hair however you wanted was strange, it was just him experimenting with new styles, and you happened to know plenty!
he didn't think that it was strange he got weirdly quiet—even quieter than he usually is—whenever he sees you talking with another guy. you didn't think that it was strange you felt unusually hurt if ever he only responded to you with indifference after talking to suo.
both of you didn't think it was weird to reassure each other of your (not so platonic) platonic, "best friend" feelings towards each other.
safe to say both of you were kind of oblivious.
and literally everyone noticed this but the two of you.
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you were currently skipping along the main streets of makochi with a bag of freshly baked bread, its warmth and scent seeping through, making you feel already more giddy as you anticipate eating it.
as you walk, you suddenly spot a familiar figure with white hair stretching out his back with his arms above his head in a nearby alley. he somehow feels your gaze on him and turns to look at you, and thats when you realize it's umemiya. he calls out to you and you run over.
"hi umemiya! what are you up to?" you ask, peering behind him to see not only hiragi, but sugishita too, both setting down the last of a pile of potted plants near the backdoor of the building beside you.
"hey!" he smiles at you and pats your shoulder in greeting. "nothin much, just finishing up an errand. i finished growing a batch of tomatoes for kotoha and delivered it to her friend on her behalf." he explains.
the two boys behind him approach you both, and while he doesn't speak or do much, you notice sugishita's eyes shining when you make eye contact with him.
"hi sugishita! hi hiragi!" you say to both of them.
hiragi grunts a hello and sugishita nods, still not ceasing his gaze from you. not like you mind though.
"are you guys done?" you turn back to umemiya. "i have some bread if you guys would like! i know how much effort it must have taken you guys to do this.. considering how many plants there are," you offered.
"oh no we couldn't possibly-"
"i insist! lets sit, also i probably couldn't finish all of this if i tried honestly," you say with a chuckle, dragging umemiyas arm with you as you make him sit along the wall of the alley.
"you two as well!" you say directed at the other two boys, who don't really put up much of a fight. maybe it's their way of saying they're also hungry!
you give out some bread for each of them, saving a loaf or two for yourself before sitting next to sugishita, instinctively leaning closer towards him.
you can hear umemiya and hiragi chatting before you hear the boy beside you speak up.
"..it's good."
you hum in agreement. "the bread? yea i know right! i bought it off the old couple who we helped a while back with their laundry. they were super nice and offered me a discount, but i didn't want to pay any less and i ended up paying more.." you end off with a nervous chuckle.
while speaking, you didn't realize how sugishita's gaze never left your face. you also didn't realize how many crumbs you were getting around your mouth before he reaches up his hand to brush some of them off. you freeze in surprise at his sudden gesture, while he makes this seem like a normal occurrence, like he isn't basically leaning forward and inch every second that passes while still having his hand on your face.
"..sugishita?" you whisper.
he blinks at you, and from this proximity, you can see how the tips of his ears and his cheeks have a soft pink glow.
"if you're gonna kiss just do it." says hiragi's voice.
you both flinch back, and the other two boys are both looking at you, unamused expression on hiragi's face while umemiya is giggling like a school girl.
you felt warm and looked away, eating your bread as a distraction while you hear sugishita punch hiragi.
"we were not!"
"yea, and i'm inlove with umemiya."
"you are?!" asked umemiya, already smiling.
"NO I'M NOT-"
you laugh and lean against sugishita again as he feels the vibrations of your body on his side. he puts his arm around you and brings you closer, still munching on his bread. you can feel his thumb softly brushing your shoulder, and it brings a small sense of comfort to you.
you could feel yourself drifting off after some time, as you feel sugishita adjust his hold on you so you're leaning against his chest properly now. you can hear his heartbeat beneath his chest, steady and firm as he still slowly rubs his thumb on your arm.
"you should sleep," he whispers. "i'll be here when you wake up."
"thanks sugi." you whisper back.
as you fall asleep, he also starts to drift off, finishing his bread and allowing his head to lean on top of yours.
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it's dusk when you wake up, and how you DO wake up is when you feel the sturdiness of the person you were leaning on suddenly disappear before being caught in another pair of arms. you groggily look up to see umemiya crouching over you with a smile as he adjusts your body to sit up straight again. you look in the direction where sugishita once was when you see him running after hiragi.
"..can i ask what that was about?"
umemiya laughs and sits next to you, where sugishita previously was. he takes out his phone to reveal a photo of you and sugishita napping peacefully together against the wall, which was what was presumably the reason of sugishita's sudden chase.
you giggle at the photo, not minding the blush starting to rise on your face.
"can you send this to me? he looks cute here!"
umemiya smiles, "yea sure! i'll be sure to take looooots of photos of him next time when he's sleeping if ya want."
you roll your eyes at him. "you know what i mean."
you may not realize it, but you probably like sugishita. and he likes you too, he also just doesn't realize it yet. even though he's chasing hiragi and yelling at him to delete the photo because he can't have other people having records of you looking cute.
while umemiya basically thinks you guys are already dating, he knows not to push it because things like this take time.
so he'll continue to take photos of you two, and he'll continue bringing sugishita with him on errands in parts of the town where you frequent incase you see them.
at the end of the day, it wasn't weird with how you both acted with each other. you just needed a bit more time to realize what was going on between you.
a/n: i might make a part 2 of this if i feel like it idk lmk if i should 🥺
tags: fluff, fluff, more fluff, reader is gn!, sakura is basically js the image above the whole time
wc: 598
reupload from my old acc !!
a/n: this was rlly fun to write !! i was literally listening to a bubbly character playlist while writing this and entered flow state so i hope i did the bubbly reader right 😵💫
you’ve always been such a sweet person. considerate of others, always the optimist, and lighting up any room you walk in.
so when you started liking sakura, you made sure to let him (and basically the whole world) know how much you liked him.
problem is that sakura's worst nightmare is probably you.
don’t get him wrong! he absolutely adores you just as much as you adore him, he just.. doesn’t know how to receive all of your gestures, let alone reciprocate it in a way that makes sense!
the first time you hugged him, all smiley and giddy, he stopped breathing and was as red as a tomato by the time you let him go. at first, you thought he hated it whenever you even touched him, since he basically stops all cognitive thought and function whenever you do.
he however, did not take kindly to the stop on your physical affection towards him.
he would always have a grumpy look on his face whenever you greeted others like nirei or suo with a hug, but merely a smile and a nod to him. that didn’t really help dispel your thoughts of him disliking you more though.
suo was the one who told you that sakura missed your touches. he told you how he could hear his grumpy mumbles of complaints whenever you become affectionate towards anyone but him.
when you confronted him about it, his cheeks went red and he would look ANYWHERE but you. scratching the back of his neck in nervousness before saying some lame excuse.
“..i don’t hate it y’know.. It’s just.. unfamiliar. i dunno. but just don’t stop on my account, or whatever..”
after that, you became even more affectionate with him than before. always clinging onto him whenever you hung out, hands intertwined whenever you guys were out on a stroll, and the occasional peck on his cheek.
yes he still forgets how to speak whenever you touch him, and yes his face is still akin to a beetroot whenever you look at him with a smile, but you always catch how he squeezes your hand a little more whenever you hold hands with him.
he asked tsubakino once on how to show his fondness towards you (big mistake), and almost fainted from embarrassment from the suggestions he was given. kiryu came to his rescue though! suggesting he brings you a bouquet of your favorite flowers. maybe even some chocolate!
sakura buys the flowers and the chocolate, it's not a big bouquet by any means–maybe around 10 flowers wrapped with newspaper–but it’s still special nonetheless.
hes a bumbling mess when he sees how you react to the gifts. your eyes are wide with excitement, gushing at how sweet and thoughtful he was!
“ it's nothing much really..” he says under his breath.
“i still love them! oh my gosh sakura this is amazing, thank you so much!” you squeal as you take the flowers and the chocolate from him, bouncing on the balls of your feet in excitement.
he’s too busy silently admiring your smile to notice how close your face is getting. he only realizes what just happened when you separate your lips from his and get back down from your tip toes. you turn around and giggle.
“lets go to cafe pothos! id love to show kotoha what you got me, and i’ll treat you some omurice as a thank you, hehe!”
sakura just stands there, face red and still processing the kiss to notice you’ve basically skipped 10 feet away from him already.
