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bf texts with rin !

character/s: rin

warnings/notes: this is the first smau i'm posting so pls be nice >:(((

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you caught my favs crying:

: ̗̀➛ favs featured: denji, diluc, rin, and itadori

o(*≧▽≦)ツ darling’s note: i just wanted to hug all of them writing this. they deserve so much more, ugh... to comfort the misunderstood/undeserving character. hopefully the grammar is ok, i am also half asleep BUT i really wanted to post tonight <3

now playing: anniversary of an uninteresting event - deftones

denji from chainsaw man:

dean's note: this gif... so much pain

after being almost murdered a couple times, denji wanted to give up on finding someone. maybe it was for the best, sighing, walking by couples on the busy streets. slouching while strolling down the streets. with his luck, he just had to run into someone. bumping their hot drink all over him, denji was about to curse this stranger out. although the pain was minimal considering what he's experienced before.

"oh jesus, i’m so sorry!" denji looks up to see you, oh dear… maybe giving up wasn’t an option anymore. the way the sun hit your skin, your look of pure concern and care that he’s only ever seen little to none in his life. you reached out to him with napkins. "i should’ve seen you shit" second point was that you were taking responsibility. most people blamed him in some shape or form. it was his fault all the time.

"don’t worry about it, i should’ve watched where i was going." denji sighs. you lightly started to pat his chest with the napkin. getting as much as you could out of his shirt.

that’s how it started. a friendship that blossomed into romance. he had confessed first, denji was always so upfront with you. another thing you love about him. aki even likes you. believing you were a positive influence on the man. 

"denji, you’re early" you open the door. someone ripped and stained denji's usual uniform. "it’s not my blood. don’t worry," he said, chuckling lightly to hide his exhaustion. "are you okay?" you ask him, denji just walks towards you, letting his body fall into your grasp. "just tired," rubbing his back, the comfort bringing warmth to denji’s heart. 

"come on, i’ll get you a fresh change of clothes," you say as you kiss his forehead. he nods, walking to the shower. coming out of it, he sees you. standing there, laying down in the clean, warm blankets. signaling him to come to you on the couch. 

"you wanna talk about it?" you ask, brushing his knotted up hair. he relaxes in your touch. "devils shit, seeing people die, i don’t know if i want to think anymore," denji confessed, makima always left a sour taste on your tongue. the moment you saw her, you told yourself that she was not good news. 

"just tired of thinking about what i want, who i want to be, and what’s next," he deflates in your arms. "i’m sorry, bub," you say, kissing his forehead. "i love you, and if you ever need anything, i’ll be happy to help."

love?

"you love me?" denji turns his body. you widen your eyes. "i said the l word, didn’t i?" you didn’t hear anything till you saw him covering his eyes. sobbing into his forearm. "denji? i’m so sorry i-" 

"you mean it?" denji’s red eyes looked into yours. smiling, embracing his cheeks. "i put it on my life," you say softly as you kiss his lips. his tears rolling down his face. "i love you too. i love you so fucking much," he was happy… for the first time, he felt this was real. something in his life was real and his own.

diluc from genshin impact:

dean's note : i am seriously running out of diluc gifs

diluc and you weren’t exactly close. you two worked well together, and that was the only reason you two got assigned mission after mission together. his rough hands grip the sword while you cover his back. you two shared rooms at motels; the silence between the two. you turned your body, letting yourself fall into a deep slumber. 

"please…don’t!" you open your eyes, getting up, thinking someone was intruding the two of you. the room was clear, nothing was touched. another yell came from the left side of the room. noticing it was diluc causing the noise.

"don’t! i promise i’ll be stronger!" he half yells and half mumbles it. lashing around his bed. you get up, pressing your weight on his arms. holding him still. you say his name, it wasn’t working. whimpers of fear fill your ears. guilt builds up in your stomach, feeling hopeless about stopping this nightmare from happening. "diluc!" you yell his name. he opens his eyes, overpowering you. almost throwing you across the room. 

"what? what happened?" he looks around, his eyes stung and wet liquid fell down his cheeks. was he crying? "did someone attack us?" diluc stood up, looking for his claymore. 

"no. we are fine; you just had a nightmare, you started crying" you hunched over, holding your stomach. "oh. i didn’t mean to throw you across the room. " diluc walks up to you, lifting your shirt. a new bruise was forming on your stomach. "don’t worry about it. how are you?" you ask him, sitting back on your bed. 

"just fine. i don’t know what came over me," diluc’s adrenaline died. letting his thoughts slow down and realize what had just happened. the nightmare was still vivid in his mind. diluc sees you doing something with a candle. "why are you lighting a candle?" diluc sits up, glaring at your shadowed figure. "nightlight, just thought it would be comforting," you turn to lie on your back. "there’s no need. i am not an infant," diluc turns his body toward you. 

"well then. it’s for me," you lied, letting diluc grumble a little before accepting the new foreign light in the room. closing your eyes, you heard diluc shuffle.. and then move his sheets. "you’re going to keep me up if you keep moving like that," you snicker, diluc stopping. 

"my apologies, i just can’t rest easy," he whispers. you shift over in your bed. "you want to sleep in mine?" you ask. afraid of either getting hit by his pyro or getting the silent treatment. 

"i shouldn’t. it’s fine" you get up. he shouldn’t? he wanted to? you pat the empty side of your bed. "come on, don’t worry, i won’t bite," diluc hesitates but gets up. grabbing his pillow and blanket. 

"thank you, i apologize again," diluc undoes his hair tie, his fiery red hair invading your side of the pillow. he takes a deep breath, thankful for the small nightlight in the corner of his vision. 

"don’t worry about it. it’s what partners are for."

rin from bluelock:

dean's note: quickly learned all my friends hate rin 💀😒 they just don't GET HIM LIKE I DO!

"fucking leave then! huh is that what you want to hear?!" rin tells you. fighting over small things. who did the dishes, who didn’t take out the trash, and things not worth this much energy. you stood in front of him. rin was always a hard person to love. he told you every night that you were free to go. leave him, like everyone else in his life. 

every yelling match was one-sided. you were so fucking patient with him. standing in front of him while he hashed it out on you. the instant regret washed over his face when he was done. "are you ready to talk?" you ask, holding his hand. rin nods, pressing his head into your chest. 

"i’m a dickhead," rin says, turning his back to you, the soft blankets wrapped around him. the glass of water you filled every night for him. the cold aura around him, you press a kiss on his neck. he stiffens but quickly relaxes into your touch. "what do you see in me?" rin whispers, hoping that you didn’t hear it. your hand softly holds his. hands of his wrapped perfectly in yours. 

"what do i see that you can’t?" you press another kiss on his back. rin shakes his head, gripping the blanket. "i’m just a tool, a fucking idiot," he says, starting to genuinely shake, twisting himself into a state of panic. you wrap your arms around him. pressing his back to your chest. 

"you feel that?" you ask, the faint heartbeat of yours. rin nods. "this heart is yours and only yours," rin says, falling to sobbing in your arms, the shock written on your face. hearing the man’s voice crack, you pat his head. soft sobs into the blanket continue to fill the room. 

it scared rin to allow someone to be close to him, even to love him. when you love someone, you show them your flaws, your perfections, and your most vulnerable moments. having one person know that about him terrified him. what would you do when you found out more about him? 

how could someone love him? 

"i love you rin," you breathe in the crook of his neck, rin cries, nodding his head. finally he agreed to your love, wanting himself to let go and allowing you to take care of him. 

"i'm scared," rin whispers. how much could love control him? would he fall in love with you so deeply that you would be over soccer? what is rin if not a soccer player?

rin feels your legs start to tangle in his. your soft voice in his ear. maybe you were worth so much more. rin sighed in your arms. rin felt for the first time he deserved something good in his life. something that wasn’t revenge.

“i’ll be there every step of the way rin” you press a kiss on his forehead.

"thank you," his gratitude shined for the first time. kissing your lips first, while you wipe his tears away. 

itadori from jujustu kaisen:

dean's note: SPOILERS for shibuya incident

"what have i done?" itadori is hunched over. vomiting what felt like his guts. he looks up to see you kneeling down. caressing his back, "yuji?" you looked at him with so much care. how could you look at him with so much love? he was a monster that caused so much misfortune to anyone near him. 

"you’re alive?" itadori’s lips quiver. you nod and smile. "yeah, i managed to escape the blast," rubbing his back. itadori sighs. you grabbed him, helping him up. "come on, looking at that won’t make you feel better," you whisper. turning around from the enormous crater in the city. 

"how do you keep loving me? i’m just a murderer," itadori looks down, he slouches his back like a wet dog in the rain. "i love you because you’re you. i’ll share your sins with you, yuji. i’ll be your partner in all this shit," you grip his shoulder. your eyes didn’t lie, full of love you still had when you first started dating the man. 

"i’ll be as guilty as you are. i’ll carry your sins alongside me" you say, gripping his hand. itadori looks up at you. gripping your shirt, pressing his head into your chest. "you shouldn’t have to do that, you deserve-"

"i deserve you." you raise his head. squishing his cheeks, the scars on his face, the marks of sukuna that remind you that it would only get harder from this point. that life wouldn’t be simple anymore, like you two hoped. "i love you, yuji," you say, tearing up. seeing your loved one in so much pain, both physically and mentally, only made you want to run away with him. to hide him from the cruelty of the world. the need to protect him. 

"i love you too," itadori sobs into your chest. you held him closer, allowing him to feel vulnerable around you. "let it out, baby.. i’m here, don’t worry. you won’t lose me," you whisper, itadori’s loud cries fill your ears. a mix of despair and love for you. 

"i’m so sorry. please don’t leave me," itadori yells, his body shaking in your grasp. "i didn’t mean to be a burden, i’m sorry." he can barely talk, just pleading and begging for forgiveness from you and everyone around him. 

"shh. breathe yuji. one in one out.. one in one out" you never imagined you would be standing in an empty alleyway with him. having him fall apart in your arms, the busy streets suddenly died to complete silence. it was eerie, but with Itadori, you felt safe. you felt at home.

to the moon & back — iii. girlfriend

alhaitham x gn!reader

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CW — reader being heartbroken, angst to comfort

"He likes her, he definitely likes her."

"No, he's doing this because he's just nice."

"He's literally going on a date with her today."

The inside of your mind was having an internal war arguing about whether or not Alhaitham did like Nilou back.  You really didn't have to worry about this and yet, you've been overthinking. Your thoughts were so intense that it disturbed you with your concentration in class.

Once class was over, you immediately met up with Kaveh to hang out in his dorm.

"I don't get why you're suddenly hanging outnwith me again. You usually hang out with Alhaitham all the time." He emphasises on the words whilst walking with you.

"Yeah... But he's busy going in a date right now."

Kaveh looks at you with concern. "I see. Well, would it make you feel better if—"

"What if we spy on them?" You cut Kaveh off, leaving him shocked.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I completely trust Nilou, of course. But what if something happens?"

"Y/N, you're going too far with this. The two are definitely just hanging out."

Something inside of you said it wasn't that. However, you decided to take Kaveh's word and stay with him.

So here you were now, cuddling with Kaveh as both of you were gossiping about people in school. The two of you were interrupted when you heard the door open revealing Alhaitham, smiling slightly.

"Why are you smiling? That's creepy." Kaveh asks.

"Nilou asked me if she can be my girlfriend."

Kaveh could feel your figure shaking from anxiety. "What did you do?” You ask.

"I agreed.

That was it. That was your breaking point and Kaveh knew it. "Congrats but we were in the middle of something before you barged in."

"Alright, my apologies. I'll go retire for the night."

And with that, he went inside his room. Tears slowly fell down your eyes as Kaveh rubs circles on your back. "There, there. Let's go to my room and talk there instead, alright?"

You nodded as you followed him.

Once you sat down, you let out the sadness you've been holding over the years. Fortunately, Kaveh's walls were soundproof.

"I-if I'm being *hic* honest, I've been i-in denial for y-years. I d-don't get why I like him! He's arrogant and *hic* cold!" Your sobs made Kaveh realise, you were really into Alhaitham. Just when he thought he had a chance, this new information comes to punch him in the gut.

"Oh, Y/N. I know it hurts. But you'll have to let him go. You're gonna do well without that crush on him. You have have us, your friends. You have me."

You cry harder as you buried your face into his chest. He had nothing more to say but to just be there for you.

Cause after all, that's what a good friend would do.

You, Alhaitham and Kaveh were playing in front of Alhaitham's grandmother's house.

The sun was high up in the sky and the wind was blowing through your figures.

"Hey Y/N, who would you wanna marry in the future?" Kaveh asks, showing you his toothy grin.

"Huh?"

"Idiot, that's a stupid question!"

"What does 'marry' mean?" You ask, making the two other children look at you in disbelief.

"When two adults stay together forever!"

"Ewww I don't want to stay forever with any of you!" You stick your tongue out as you ran away.

"Y/N! Wait for us!" Alhaitham and Kaveh chases you down until you halt on a hill.

"No! I don't want to get stuck with you both forever!"

"That's not what Kaveh meant!"

The three of you were bow sat on the trunk of the hill, breathing heavily from the distance you three ran.

"I'll just make it easier! Who do you like the most? That will just say who you want to marry."

You were clearly confused with the questions. However, you've thought of it for a second and you've come to the conclusion.

"I choose Alhaitham."

The two were shocked, of course.

"Him?! You are mean!"

"Kaveh, don't shout you'll make them cry." Alhaitham then turns towards you and said, “Go on, continue.”

“I choose you cause you make amazing pita pockets! I would choose Kaveh as well because he taught me how to draw the moon but I love pita pockets!”

Kaveh could still remember that memory from his childhood. It was just ironic how even now, you’d still choose Alhaitham over him.

He looks down to see you sleeping softly in his arms after crying for an hour straight. He felt horrible. As much as he liked you, it hurts seeing Alhaitham having the opposite feelings for you.

sypnosis ; as best friends, it was your duty to support alhaitham no matter what. however, when he starts dating your roommate, things change.

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Hello!! I was about to sleep but a tumblr notif popped up and i was ecstatic to see your requests open, so can i request Rei, leo, and mao picking up their s/o who studies at a different academy but when the reader sees them they scramble away from their sight because they don't want to ruin the idol's reputation with their relationship? Thx and have a nice day!

hello anon, thank you for sending in your request and it was very fun to write :D sorry if leo's part was slightly longer than the rest because i'm biased towards him- anyways, enjoy reading <3

REI SAKUMA

lmao poor man’s gonna be confused and a little hurt to see you running away from him at the speed of light. when he arrived at the main entrance of the academy you were in, he sent a quick and simple text to notify you he was waiting by the usual spot. it has been a few months since he graduated but to him, the memories of him and his fellow idol mates and peers graduating was still crystal clear in his mind. 

rei ignored the curious and awed gazes he received from the students around him. unlike kaoru, he wasn’t a flirter and he was very loyal to his significant other; you of course. his crimson orbs scanned the sea of people, managing to spot you with ease. the leader of undead pushed himself off the wall, ready to greet you and was utterly confused when you turned and fled, as if someone was chasing you. 

rei didn’t made any movement to follow you, since he doesn’t have the stamina to do (lmao he’s old now). instead, he called you and you sheepishly answered on the second beep. 

“my dear, why did you ran away? you’re hurting this old man’s heart,” he asked, amused. 

“ah... sorry about that, rei. i didn’t want to ruin your reputation since you’ve become a idol now, and i didn’t want any rumors to be spread around,” you replied, embarrassed. 

needless to say, he was touched by how sincere you sound and how selfless you were by putting him above yourself. on the other hand, rei was even more amused, since he finds that selfless personality of yours adorable. 

“don’t worry, it doesn’t matter whether what the public thinks. it doesn’t matter how it would affect my reputation too. all that matters is being with you, my dear. so would you be so kind to come out now, before i get burnt from the harsh rays of sun.” 

ISARA MAO. 

isara thought he had seen it all. he thought after dealing with his idol mates and childhood friend, he had seen it all and would never be surprised again. what he didn’t except is to see you running away the moment you spotted him waiting by the gates of your academy. his first thought was maybe you had forgotten something and simply went back to retrieve them.

when ten minutes passed and you were nowhere to be found, isara starts to get worried. he sent you a few texts, wondering where you went and asked if you had gotten lost in your ridiculously large and grand campus. the idol nearly laughed out loud when you texted back within the next few seconds.

it turns out with him being a proper idol now, you didn’t want to ruin his reputation and caused a bunch of wild rumors to spread around the industry. isara knows how greedy people could be, willing to do anything to make trickstar topple when they were considered a brand-new idol group.

he gave on texting and proceeds to call you instead. it didn’t took you long to answer and you greet him with a meek hello. isara could visualized the flustered expression in his mind and the thought made him smiled.

“you don’t have to do that, you know? who cares what they think? none of those matters because you’re more important than them.”

LEO TSUKINAGA. 

as compared to the mentioned two, leo won’t remained still and watched you running away like a maniac. he does what a normal person would do (he’s insane actually): chase after you. frankly, if anyone from knights were there and see their leader chasing after his significant other without caring how they were gaining weird stares, they would consider leaving on the spot and kick him out (they can’t do that).

“(name), why are you running from me!? i’ve returned after so long and this is how you treat me? not even sena runs at the mere sight of seeing my face!” his loud voice boomed across the campus and it was expected when he easily caught up with you.

the composer grabbed your wrist, forcibly tugging you towards him and captured you in his arms with a tight grip, not tight enough to hurt you. leo was unfazed with how much you struggled and flapped your arms like a wild chicken. he ignored how the students were steering clear of the two of you. what matters more right now was how he finally gets to see you.

“wahaha, i caught you! tell me why you ran away, or i won’t let you go and hold onto you forever!” he declared, using his ex-status as a king. although, that doesn’t work in your relationship since you weren’t a knight.

it didn’t took you long to surrender and accept your fate. you went limp in his grip and sighed, looking everywhere else expect him.

“well... with how your becoming popular after graduating, i didn’t want to ruin your reputation and caused any stupid rumors from spreading. it might impact your life and i don’t want that to happen-”

you were interrupted by a loud round of laughter. you huffed your cheeks, reaching out to pinch and stretch out his cheeks. his laughter were then replaced by cries of pain, and how you were going to pinch away his inspiration at this rate.

“what’s so funny?” you asked, stopping your action.

“i didn’t know you were the type to think about those things! but well, who cares? i don’t know why you said the thing about impacting my life, when it won’t. without you, i won’t be able to compose any songs and i don’t want a furious sena chasing me around with a knife! besides, i need you by my side or i’ll refuse to compose anymore songs!” leo exclaimed, now holding you by your shoulders and staring straight into your soul.

you rolled your eyes, acting exasperated but the smile on your face said otherwise. you give him a peck on the cheek, chuckling at how his cheeks turned pink. it was amusing to see despite how you have been together for nearly three months.

“all right, i’ll listen to you. shall we get going then?”

“oh, wait! inspiration has arrived, i need to write this down!”

“huh? leo wait, you can’t write on the walls- LEO!” 

ARE YOU TELLING ME THWY DIDN'T ACTUALLY ALMOST KISS FHIS IS SO. 😒😒😒😒

-;, gloves ; itoshi rin > you can’t stand rin. he abhors you right back- at least, you're pretty sure he does, anyways.

## author's note: surprise! this was meant to be a drabble! shout out to mai for the awesome feedback i <3 u

there is no sound more grating than itoshi rin’s voice. it’s like nails on a chalkboard, a premonition of bad things to come.

his ego is insufferable. the way he looks down on everyone else is embarrassing and cruel. and he’s mean, with the way shuns anyone who tries to speak to him with his brutal words.

you, however, are lucky enough to be the top name on his hit list. he never holds back with you, his words his weapon and you his enemy. with others, he'd be content with ignoring them if they stayed out of his way. but with you? he's always hated your guts. you're not too sure why, but you're not complaining.

long before you realized who he was- (a lunatic, a loser, an egotist)- you were rather impartial to him. it was rin, first, who'd burned the barely-there bridge that lay between you. his sharp looks and uncalled-for comments had blistered your nerves and frayed your patience like it was fine thread.

he never passes on an opportunity to take a dig at you- your looks, your personality, your humor- whatever he can get, he takes. so yeah, itoshi rin hates you, and by proxy, the feeling is very much mutual.

so when he shows up in your clinic 5 minutes before closing, you are beyond annoyed.

well, it's not exactly your clinic- though, it might as well be. it's on the blue lock site, and run by an older woman who's never really there. on the rare occasions she actually showed up to work, she could usually be found in a deep slumber on one of the beds, snoozing peacefully as if there weren't injured athletes coming in every hour.

you basically ran the thing, even though you were only meant to be an apprentice. it was never a bother, though- the players of blue lock were generally not weird and not too annoying. actually, you had been having a pretty lovely day- some of the contestants you'd befriended had visited you and hung around for an hour or so, keeping you company as you tidied the small space.

it's safe to say your good mood was soured the instant a certain individual walked through the doors. the bell jingles and you snap upright from where you were sweeping debris from the floor, eyes narrowing as you saw who it was.

rin looked less than happy to be there. his arms were crossed over his chest, and his expression was flat and annoyed. his figure contrasted the blank, dark sky. past him, you could see snowdrifts lining the floor outside the clinic. you'd forgotten how cold it had been recently. if rin felt the bitter chill, he didn't show it.

he's wearing his practice attire with a navy crewneck thrown over top, and a pair of thin gloves. and he doesn't seem the slightest bit cold. you wonder if he's used to the snow- was it common where he was from?

"what're you here for?" you sound unfriendly and you don't think you'd have it any other way. his nostrils flare and he shuts the door behind him.

(as he moved, you notice a slight, strange shifting in his steps- a limp.)

"it’s not by choice, trust me,” he mutters. unceremoniously, he plops onto one of the open beds and kicks up his feet. his shoes are still on. you think he does this just to spite you.

you check the time. 5 minutes until 9 pm, until you’d finally be free to take the bus back to your apartment. you sigh and make a mental note to look up when the next bus would come.

“your leg?”

“yeah.”

you’re a bit surprised he hasn’t had anything bitter to say yet, as you examine his injury- a dark bruise forming above an undeniably sprained ankle. your fingers flutter over the darkened skin- an expanse that surpasses the main injury, spreading past his knee to his outer thigh.

you put on a poker face to hide your grimace- this must’ve hurt. and you notice that rin, too, stills under your touch. his skin burns hot and you’re not even touching him.

“do you.. have a fever?”

rin scoffs and jerks his head away so he’s not looking at you. “are you stupid? you’re the medical professional here.”

his words drip with venom and your brow furrows. you reach across him to place the back of your palm against his warm face. “you’re burning up.”

he swats your hand away with a scowl. you don’t miss the slight pink tinge to his cheeks, and your eyes widen in surprise. a smile tugs at your lips.

“looks like a nasty sprain.” you’re already back behind your desk, leaving rin alone. you busy yourself with continuing to tidy up and the force of his gaze burns into you like fire.

“okay? what do you want me to do with that information, you piece of shit pediatrician?”

your head pops out from behind the desk. “i’m not a pediatrician.”

“you seem like the kind of person who can only get along with children and not people your own age.”

a huff of air escapes you. “i get along fine with people who aren't... y'know."

he swings his legs off the bed and you give him a look. "you've gotta rest. keep that leg elevated, and put ice or pressure on it. that might hurt, though, with the bruising."

your words brought rin back to the memory of your hands ghosting his skin and he loses the steel tone to his voice. "am i free to go?"

you shrug. you would like to be meaner but you're too tired at the moment. "sure. just come back in like, a week, so i can check on you."

"you're a horrible doctor."

"i'm not a doctor."

"then you're just horrible."

something tells you that rin is too tired to argue, as well, because he's all bark and no bite. his attempts make you laugh and you think you're either going crazy or can see a ghost of a smile creasing his face. you blink and it's gone- but he's still there.

"are you gonna go?"

"i will," he starts defensively, "just waiting for you."

he blinks like his words surprised even himself. you tilt your head. "how very polite."

"of course. wouldn't want anyone to catch a glimpse of your face and then wither away and die."

"oh. nevermind."

he stands up and tries to hide how he winces when his injured leg hits the floor. you watch him slide on his gloves warily. "you done cleaning or what?"

"i'm done."

"come on, then."

you're not sure what changed. maybe the snow that had been falling earlier that day had gotten inhaled and stuck in between his neurons. he hadn't stopped staring at you since he'd entered the clinic, either. he's never been so normal around you. you glance at him as he opens the door for you and there's a heaviness under his eyes- he's tired.

oh. that explains it. itoshi rin does hate you- he's just too exhausted to be bitchy about it. something in you wilts, but you hate him too so you pay it no mind.

the both of you walk in silence until you're about halfway through the property, your negativity brewing like tea in a kettle. it's close to indescribable, how you feel. you want to talk to rin. but he wouldn't want to talk to you. and you shouldn't, you really shouldn't want to like this annoying, insufferable, arrogant piece of human garbage.

"where's your apartment?" he asks.

(your kettle boils over.)

"not far. 10 minutes out."

he nods. you expect the walk to continue in silence until he speaks again. (you hate to admit that you are so, so happy it doesn't.)

"i didn't mean to make you miss your bus."

you snort a laugh and he glances over at you. "is that an apology?"

and suddenly, he can't meet your eyes. oh. it was. you shift your gaze and he suddenly looks very small and uncomfortable, walking next to you. "i'd rather you see me than just go home for that. it's my job. i don't mind."

"i thought you said you weren't a doctor."

"i'm definitely not."

an air of tension shattered with that brief conversation. the ice in the air had melted, and you weren't too sure what to make of it. you pretended to not see the way rin's eyes never left your figure as he continued walking in silence beside you.

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the bus station is quiet and empty. the whisper of the wind forces a shiver out of you as the icy air licks your skin. rin's gaze flits over you the way it has so many times that day, as you take a seat on the bench.

checking the time on your phone, you see that it's a good 10 minutes until the bus' arrival. you bite the inside of your cheek. "thank you for walking me."

"mhm."

rin remains standing, arms crossed.

"especially with your fucked up leg."

"it's not fucked up."

at this, you laugh again. he half-glares at you but there's something softer lingering in his expression- something you don't recognize. "i'm a doctor. you can't lie to me about these things."

"so now you're a doctor?"

"i'm more of one than you."

his brow furrows and he sits on your left. "that doesn't make any sense. of course you are."

"my point exactly."

he sighs but you think he might be fighting a smile. and you're hit with a strange feeling because there's no way that this is the same boy that you've held a grudge against since the day you met him.

he's easy to talk to, even if he doesn't have the most creative replies. he'd caring, even if he doesn't outright show it. you wonder what else you could learn about the enigma that is itoshi rin tonight.

and then you feel even stranger, because he hates you. there's no way around it. he glares at you at any given chance, he calls you demeaning things, he hasn't said a kind word to you, he's never even spared you a glance until tonight.

you wonder what changed, as you look at him. he turns his gaze to you and electricity sparks as your eyes meet. he opens his mouth. he closes it. and then he speaks.

"are you cold?"

you blink in surprise, because you were cold, to the bone, shivering like a leaf in the wind. you're fully dressed and wearing the warmest sweater you could find, but your hands are still reddened with frost. you're kind of impressed by how rin seems unaffected.

"a little," you lie. he sighs and you watch in silence as he peels off his right glove and hands it to you.

"here."

you blink down at the worn, black glove before sliding it onto your right hand. "thanks."

and your heart stutters, and then stops, because he reaches down without looking and holds your bare hand with his. his skin is warm to the touch and you swear you can hear his heartbeat lurch in his wrist. you look at him and he keeps staring straight ahead.

he runs hot, you realize, which is probably why he was able to bear the temperatures outside. did he even need gloves? why was he wearing this?

and then, it hits you: did he plan this?

you hate itoshi rin, but you let him hold your hand as you walk through the snow-covered paths. you hate itoshi rin, but you're holding hands and wearing his glove, alone together as you wait for your bus.

you hate itoshi rin and he hates you, but he shifts closer to you and you feel the fight leaving your body.

you bite your lip before you speak, hesitantly addressing the situation: "you're holding my hand."

as soon as the words leave your mouth you want to hit yourself. rin raises an eyebrow. "yeah."

"why?"

you see how rin's face flushes pink in the night and how his ears are practically emitting smoke. he doesn't reply, but you feel his grip loosening in yours- you tighten your hold. he doesn't pull away.

"i thought you hated me."

at this, rin blanches. "what?"

you shrug. "yeah."

he blinks at you, and then he looks away. "no."

"you don't hate me?"

"no."

you purse your lips. "you suck at talking to people."

he glares at you. "i don't hate you."

the eye contact makes you shiver. "then why are you... like that?"

"like what?"

"you're... like, mean."

at this, your companion looks away. embarrassment colours his features and you're upset because he looks cute. "i don't mean to be."

"oh?"

it's silent for a beat until he continues. "you're just.. i dunno."

a sly smile crosses your face as you try to ease the tension. "what, don't tell me i make you nervous, rin!"

but he doesn't reply, opting to stare straight into the distance. oh.

oh.

"you don't hate me," you say slowly, like you're contemplating it, before grinning. "wonderful. i was getting sick of disliking you back."

he's still holding your hand, and you give it a squeeze. rin's eyes widen and you could almost laugh at how out of character all this was.

"cool."

"yep. awesome."

a bright light appears, and your bus is here. the both of you stand, neither willing to disconnect your hands. you eventually pull out of his grasp, and he looks a bit like a lost dog.

with a short laugh, you plant your hands on his jaw and place a short, sweet kiss on the apple of his cheek, leaving him redder than he was to begin with.

he opens his mouth for a few seconds before finally finding his words as you step towards the open bus doors. "text me when you're home?"

"yeah. yeah, i will. goodnight, rin."

"goodnight", he says back, but you're already gone. the bus drives away and he is left reeling, head spinning, heart roaring, absolutely, positively infatuated.

it's not until the cold night winds strike his bare hand does rin realize- you still have his glove.

dear nito, a comic on shu itsuki letting go of his most beloved creation

Read Left to Right!

this is really old and my style improved a lot but I still hold this comic close to me. I will probably redraw it when I improve more in the future

☑️ Caution: hot content

rb to have a super gay 2023

SWEET LIKE HONEY. nagi seishiro x f!reader, 0.6k. same universe as sweet like candy

“don’t you think you should get a haircut soon?” soft strands of white hair fell from your fingers and landed on your boyfriend's forehead. 

you ran your fingers through his hair, giggling as he leaned into your touch — he really was like a cat. reo had told you about his ‘nagi being a human-cat hybrid’ conspiracy theory. you were starting to think he was right. seishiro, living his best life with his head in your lap, looked like he could fall asleep any second. it wasn’t often he felt this amount of relaxation, he could have purred when your fingertips danced on his scalp, leaning into your movement. 

“‘t’s too much work,” he answered, closing his eyes. 

you hummed, holding a few of the long strands up. if he didn’t get his bangs cut soon, he wouldn't be able to see, “can i cut it for you?”

seishiro opened his eyes, gazing up at you with tired and soft eyes. his eyebrows furrowed, “do you even know how to use scissors?” 

you rolled your eyes at his teasing, tugging softly on his hair as a petty revenge, “yes, seishiro, i know how to use scissors,” 

the ghost of a smile grazed his lips before he forced himself off your lap (truly one of the hardest things he ever had to do), “you can cut my hair,” he paused, blinking slowly, “don’t make me bald,”

you huffed, “i’m not gonna make you bald, just give you a small trim,” you pulled him to the bathroom, sitting him on the toilet. 

he plopped down, watching you fuzz around the bathroom looking for hair scissors and a comb. a small smile made its way to his face; you looked so cute. your fingers tilted his chin upwards, assessing the issue, “you have so much hair, sei,”

your boyfriend hummed with his eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of your fingers on his face and in his hair. he let you move his head around, sending a quick and silent prayer that you knew what you were doing. 

you flicked his forehead, “i can tell what you’re thinking, dummy. i know what i’m during,” combing through his hair you muttered a ‘somewhat’ under your breath. 

seishiro pursed his lips, hopefully you were just teasing him. he closed his eyes when you made his hair wet and combed through it. 

“your hair’s so long, sei,” he hummed in response, letting you do your thing.

white hair fell to the floor as you trimmed his hair, focusing on his bangs. you found it adorable how seishiro was compliant to your touch and let you move his head around as you pleased. he was always putty in your hands, always letting you guide his body however you wanted. 

“there, done,” you placed a kiss on his now exposed nose bridge. his eyes fluttered open to meet your sweet face with a sweet smile. you pulled him to his feet and made him face the mirror. so you did know what you were during. his hair was messy from you blow drying it, making it look extra fluffy. 

it looked as it did before, just shorter, “you did know what you were during,” he hummed, running a hand through it.

“i told you!”

he turned to face you and laid his head on your shoulder, “can we go back to bed now? that was too much work,” 

you pulled on on a few strands of his hair, “you didn’t do anything, sei,”

“too much work,” he sighed, placing a soft kiss on your neck, “back to bed?”