Late Nights Thoughts — Kaoru Hakaze.

Think? More like...

pairing ➤ Tsukinaga Leo x gn!s/o

genre ➤ fluff + angst with comfort

tw ➤ brief mention of 'checkmate' story

word count ➤ 431

a/n before reading: just a self-indulgent fic

Tsukinaga Leo thinks that he's in love with you.

.

Maybe it was the way you would help him come up with new song ideas.

The two of you would be sitting on the floor of an empty classroom, waiting for any inspiration to strike. Sometimes, even the King himself can't come up with any ideas but that wasn't a problem because that's when you come in! Leo can't help but admire the way you could come up with many ideas and even thought about passing his title down to you. One thing that he would never tell you is that most of the songs that he composes are about you. Having you around him influenced him into writing songs about wanting to protect what's important to him - you.

Or maybe it was the way you were the only one who could keep up with his eccentric and childish personality.

You would allow him to latch himself onto you whenever he saw you, softly laughing to yourself while you tried to pry him off you. Of course, that never worked but you didn't seem to mind. Instead, you would remain completely still, listening to him ramble on and on about his day or the new song ideas he has, patiently waiting until he finally felt satisfied.

Or maybe it was the way you were always by his side, especially when he was at his lowest. He could never forget the time you visited him every day and managed to get him to start taking care of himself.

"How are you feeling Leo?"

No answer.

You sighed. "I understand if you're not willing to talk to me but just remember that you're important to me."

No answer.

"I'll get going now," you said softly. "Take care of yourself, alright?"

Wait. Leo wanted you to stay. He didn't want you to leave him.

He grabbed your hand before you could get up from the floor. Finally, he raised his head to look at you.

"Don't leave me, please…" he sobbed, eyes brimming with tears. He held onto your hand even harder, as if you would disappear if he ever let go.

Leo felt your other hand caress his cheek and allowed himself to relax.

"I'll always be at your side, no matter what."

Upon hearing your words, he allowed himself to let all his pain out, knowing that you would make him feel better later.

Ever since that day, Leo felt grateful to have you in his life and can't imagine one without you.

.

Yeah, he's definitely in love with you.

ari if u don’t write sae i’ll actually go crazy/lh

ordinary business | i. sae

✮ tags ; alcohol, gn!reader, reader has an accent that progressively worsens as the night goes on, setting is in japan, reader is sae's manager, sae is an acts of service kind of guy, they eat ramen tgt

✮ wc ; 1.2k

✮ a /n ; stop. i dont want this man.

"Ramen," You moan, face flush and nearly stumbling over yourself clumsily "Oh my god, I want ramen. And I wan' a popsicle. Fuck it's so cold."

Sae puts an arm out to keep you from stumbling, but you regain your strength before you notice. He sighs, as you confidently march down the sidewalks and turn into the nearest 7/11.

He hasn't seen you like this in the three years he's been under your management. You're a professional, and you always hold your drinks well. Tonight was one of his mandatory public events he needed to keep sponsorship, and you went as his plus one. He's back in Japan only for this, and he'll leave the day after tomorrow.

You were well-behaved for the entire night, but the minute you got in the limousine - your words were slurring asking the driver to take you to the closest bar so you could party.

Sae doesn't usually worry and fuss over people like this, except for Rin on the occasion. It's just that it's you, and he's never really seen you in this state. He's never going to claim being a good guy, but even he has enough of a conscious to do this. To stop you? No. But to make sure you don't get into anything you'd regret.

So, he's following you. He's still in his suit but he has his security nearby just in case and to make sure there's no paparazzi.

It's also a little funny seeing you drunk. There's an apathetic college student at the counter who doesn't even look up when you walk in. You don't seem to care though, rifling through the snack isles with a hazy look on your face and no awareness of your surroundings. Every few minutes you hiccup, remembering he's here.

"Do you want anythin'?" You say, only vaguely aware of what's going on. He stares at you.

"Can't."

"Fooey," You say, and Sae has to keep himself from laughing "Jus' a lil. I won't tell anyone. Scouts honor."

"Why do you want me to have some in the first place?"

"It's fun to share," You say, giving him a heart with both of your hands, ramen tucked under your arm "Don't wanna eat alone. Please."

"I've never seen you this drunk before."

"Don't usually drink a lot," You say, going to back to stare at snacks with a thoughtful look on your face "But. Ugh. Y'know?"

"Ugh?"

You nod emphatically.

"So super ugh. Anyway. Have ramen with me? It can be healthy if we get you an egg, I think."

"I'm not eating the pre-made eggs. But fine,"

"Yaayy. Thank you."

"And I'm paying for it." He says, not turning around to let you protest. You whine a little behind him, a quiet and thoughtful nooo that he has another good laugh at. He'd be amiss to let you pay, especially since he makes much more than you.

That and the fact he's trying to confess his feelings. It doesn't seem very romantic to do otherwise.

It doesn't take any effort to grab up the stuff you've secured in your arms. The cashier rings it out quietly, not paying much attention at all. He only makes an impressed face when Sae pulls out his black card.

When the ramen is finally paid for, he takes his out of the bag and hands it to you. And you scurry over to the hot-water station and microwave, where he follows suit. He looks away for one minute, and hears you yell. You've burned yourself slightly on the electric kettle.

He sighs, stepping in. He flicks your forehead with his thumb and forefinger.

"Oi. Go sit before you do something stupid."

You fumble, protesting for a minute about the fact you can do it but again - it doesn't take much effort to redirect you to your set. You rest your feet on the place for them on your stool, swishing back and forth. Sae reads the instructions, making each ramen and returning. He grabs your ice cream from the bag and places it in the nearby cooler so it doesn't melt.

He watches you stare at your ramen while it cooks, a pair of wooden chopsticks sitting ontop. He just barely stops himself from teasing you about being impatient. You place your elbows on the table in front, drowsy and huffing - glancing over at him until he tells you it's been enough time.

"Should be done. Don't burn your tongue."

"Woo!" You cheer, tearing off the top part off, chopsticks in hand. You look pleased as you eat, not hesitating to shovel as much as you can into your mouth.

Sae eats too, though probably a little less enthused. The ramen is good. It's not easy to find good instant stuff like this abroad and he hasn't had it in a long time.

"Oh, I feel better. Eating... it fixes everything,"

"What exactly were you feeling bad about?" He asks between bites. You open the soda you bought and drink it down, before wiping your mouth.

"Ma wants me to get married soon," You say, with all the annoyance. He stops chewing "Which is sooo stupid. Says she ain't getting any younger so I should start looking. Keeps setting me up on blind dates."

"...You don't want to get married?"

You sigh.

"Mm, no. 's not like that. Just that," You put your chopsticks down, elbows on the table - chin resting on your palms "Want it to happen a more naturally. You're gonna make funna me if I keep talkin"

"I won't this time."

You snort with laughter, before glancing over at him.

"If ya say so," You turn yourself slightly, looking around before giggling "I want it to be love. Stupid right? Least for me."

"Why would that be stupid? Isn't that pretty common?"

"Hn. Yeah, maybe. But I dunno. Who's out there to fall for me naturally, y'know. I don't wanna force it is all. Just want it happen without me havin' ta chase it," You say, thoughtfully, leaning back but not falling "I work hard for everythin'. Just one time, I thought - I wish it'd fall into my lap."

For a minute he sees your usual self. For a minute, Sae is shocked by the feelings he's experiencing. He's always known it. Felt it, lingering in the back of his mind. He knew it intrinsically like some kind of base instinct.

But hearing you talk, the usual smile and level eyes about something so important makes him really feel every extent. For a minute Sae thinks, he probably doesn't just like you.

It'd be nice, yknow. To see the look on your face when it does really just fall into your lap.

"Yeah, you're right. That's pretty stupid."

"Hey, c'mon. You just said—"

"Not wanting to work for it when you're married to your job is fair."

"Are you tryin' to console me? That's not—"

"So," He says, pausing to glance at you "Tell your mom you're seeing someone."

"I don't wanna lie to my Ma."

"It's not a lie." He says, straight-faced and finishing the last of his ramen before turning to you "Go out with me."

pairing: (demon) ryusei x (guardian) fem!reader

warning: demon au, slight suggestive themes, him being annoying, and not proofread

word count: 533

[ dni/byf ]

“Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey”, he continues to pester you for the last couple of hours. At this point, you’re ready to rip this demon’s head off. You finally turned your gaze at him with the most annoyed hatred filled eyes, “WHAT?! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!”. After that outburst, his mouth completely shut to shift to a smirk, “You’ve finally spoken at last, Pretty?”. You were really questioning whether you can change your duty with some other guardian cause guarding him was unbearable.

He’s an immortal demon chained to the tree of life that is then guarded by you to ensure he stays there. Although he is thousands of years old like you, his maturity is one of a child. He could blabber on continuously with any sort of questionable or annoying topics even when you try to block him out. Safe to say he’s not going anywhere but you might be for your ears to have some peace.

“Well yeah because your wouldn’t shut the fuck up!”, you spoke through gritted teeth. Ryusei just lets out a happy chuckle which he’s hadn’t had for a while. “Damn, how are you so cute even when you’re mad?”, his chuckle continued.

“I can rip your head off at any moment you know?”, you threatened but that didn’t do much. “In case you forgot Gorgeous but I am an immortal being. Even if you rip my head off, which you can greatly do, I’ll just grow another like it never happened”, you never wanted to set the tree ablaze until now. “Ughhh well then can you just keep quiet, it’s unbearable to hear you talk nonstop”.

He lets out a slight snicker, “Awww is my Dove getting sick of my love?”. Instinctively, you pulled your knife from your garter to then stab it next to the area where his head was. “Did you not hear me? I said keep quiet”, instead of expecting any sort of anger or anxiety, you got the total opposite. What you got instead was a lustful moan from the demon chained in front of you. “My god, when you say it like that I can’t shut up even more!”, he spoke so enthusiastically that you wanted to vomit.

“What is wrong with you?!”, you backed off immediately to put your knife back where it was originally. “A lot of things about me are wrong. Just like I am not supposed to fall in love with my guard”, that was so brief yet you were left dumbfounded. Your face changed into a deep red that he found very amusing. “Did my words make you blush? How cute? I wonder what other facial expressions you can make with that face?”, he licked his lips.

“Another word out of you and I will slap you”, once again not the reaction you were hoping for. “Please do, I definitely wouldn’t like it if you punch me”, his sarcasm was far too noticeable.

“That’s it, I need to go back to see, Boss. I can’t stand another day with you!”, you marched away to open a portal. You turned back to look at him to see him grinning happily. “I’ll see you later too, Babe!”.

played enstars for 4.5 hrs straight to grind the conquest event now i feel dizzy and my fingers won't stop shaking bc i got used to tapping notes and shi😪☝️☝️

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# 03 - heathers

— MLIST ;; okay so, y/n & rin's POVs were suppose to be 2 diff chapters but i didn't want to post anything small so yeah + their povs have like a 4hr difference between them.

rin was pissed, to say the least—no, saying he was angry was merely an understatement—he was exasperated due to the fact that a newcomer would dare question his soccer skills.

no one, absolutely no one ever judged his play style—every one would always compliment him and say he's tremendously good at the sport. that's how things were. only his brother ever called his skill pathetic and ever since then, he's been trying to desperately prove him wrong.

he was used to seeing his opponents cry, weep and stare at him with hatred after he obliterated them in soccer—he enjoyed seeing their distressed faces as they shouted profanities at him. he was amused by it but he knew it wasn't enough.

it's never enough. not for him, anyways.

so why was he so upset over his coach's child? he didn't know. maybe it was just him letting his guard down. he didn't want to feel vulnerable due to her claims.

however, what made him feel worse was the realization that no matter how hard he tried, he'd always be a mere copy of his brother. anything his brother could do, he could too but never to his level.

he hated it. he hated how right she was. if he really wanted to crush his dear brother's dream then he shouldn't be doing it by following and mimicking him now, should he?

but then, a horrifying thought crossed his mind, was he doing it for his goal or was he doing it to prove her wrong?

he'd been playing in this old playground for hours on end, throwing the ball into the goal, over and over again. yet as his attempts increased, he began to realise that no matter how hard he tried, he'd always just be his brother's shadow, a measly number two.

this playground was the remembrance of it-of his innocence of when he trusted his brother to show him the amazing world of football only get his dreams and heart crushed.

but, that was his goal, wasn't it? back when he was young and naive, his goal was to replace his dear brother but that got destroyed, crushed and lost.

just thinking about that memory made him want to punch a wall and scream his heart out. he hated how much his brother's words controlled his life. he was bound to them like chains to a prisoner—he was a prisoner to his brother's words.

'you sure do mimic him a lot on the field.'

those words rang in his mind again.

albeit, was it true? he hadn't watched any of his brother's match since the incident so he wouldn't know. he does remember, however, small fragments of how his brother used to play with his dominant left foot instead of the usual right. he noticed it. he noticed how correct the newcomer was. instead of using his right leg to score a goal. for the entire evening, he'd been using his left, too.

the realisation made him want to break apart his left leg. he truly despised this, so much. but could he ever change it? no, he couldn't.

but, he could focus on his own way of destroying his brother so he would no longer get this frustrated over someone else's words nor would he be just "sae's brother".

he took the ball again, which was laying near inside the goal and put it back into it's place near his leg and kicked it again into the goal, using his right this time.

he didn't care about the fatigue or the build-up of lactic acid in his legs, he just wanted to prove everyone wrong and that's what he was going to do.

he'd changed his way of scoring with his dominant leg instead of his weak one. slowly but surely, he'd change every aspect of his play style to outdo sae itoshi and leave y/n l/n speechless.

but why? why y/n and not just his brother? his only motivation for playing soccer in the first place has been because of his dear brother so why was he thinking of that newcomer now?

it was foreign to him to play soccer for another reason other than to outdo his brother but since your harsh words penetrated his ears, he hadn't been feeling like himself.

was he feeling worse? or was he getting better? he didn't know. all he knew that since he left practice today, his mind had been plagued with your face and words.

why, why, why did she have such an effect on him? she had managed to change his motivations for ever playing soccer.

no, that can't be right. he couldn't. he couldn't play for soccer for another reason other than to prove his brother wrong.

yet even so, he knew it wasn't true. he had many other reasons to play soccer—one of them was you but as long as he could convince himself that his reasons were just about his brother then maybe, just maybe he'll accomplish his goals.

yes, he'd rather live a comfortable lie than face the foreign truth and that was exactly what he was doing right now.

if he could just convince himself then maybe he'll prevent himself from ever feeling like that again.

y/n was tossing and turning across her bed as she mindlessly watched the movie that was playing on her laptop. in actuality, she was just scrolling through her phone while the movie just played in the background-any attention she had for it was lost and given to her phone, instead.

until, she got a notification from her messages app, indicating that she had been added to a groupchat by eita.

she sighed but she expected it since she exchanged numbers with the entire team earlier. she was aware that sooner or later, she'd be troubled by their constant messages.

she turned to lay on her back with her phone held directly above her face as she opened the chat to see what the issue was (since her phone had been ringing non-stop since she got added.)

TAGS !! @vvasant @hugs4shizu @catsrkool @beidousbubz

Summer Lovin'

Author's Notes: Got this idea as an epiphany in the middle of the night, your welcome Karasu stans

Word Count: 2K

Pairing: Karasu x Gender Neutral Reader

Content Warning: Football, highschool, fluffy stuff

On AO3

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The summer heat slides in through every nook and creek making its way to your body, not even the summer uniform can help with this kind of day. You fan your shirt as the bell rings to signal for lunch break to commence. You and your friends sit together in the classroom, not bothering to find a seat outside. You all take turns to speak about various subjects like boys, girls, classes and home life.

“Can you believe it? We are already seniors” One of your friends says, making you nearly choke at the thought of it. Realization finally hits that next year you will start college and will have to get your life straight.

“(L/N) you okay?” They each ask as they see you stand up from your seat, lunch unfinished.

“Yeah, I just need a breather” you laugh nervously “keep on without me, I will be back.” You check the change in your pocket and decide to head for the vending machines for a nice refreshing drink. As soon as you pass the door to the outside you immediately regret your decision, pondering if a small cola could help with this blazing heat. As you decide on what to choose you remember that the football field is just right next to you. Your anxiety has been better taking into account that you didn't break into a fit of uneven breathing nearly needing to get taken to the hospital. You shake your head as you leave those thoughts of old days behind you and focus on getting your much deserved drink

“Bam!” A piercing sound jolts you awake as you look for the source of the sound. Someone was out on the football field, you don’t even need to guess who it might be. Tabito Karasu, the ace of your highschool, a football fanatic, is the kind of guy who will practice in the middle of his lunch break on the hottest day of summer. You have never spoken to him, too afraid to come across his fan club that he obviously has even though Karasu himself isn't really keen on it.

But you have been to his football games, they are always a fun meet up space for your friends and you to look at the boys and do some light hearted talking. None in your group, including you, know a thing about the sport, like rules and other things but it’s always fun to just cheer for your school and see the other school lose sometimes even five to zero. You come back to the present to see Karasu practicing his shots. A gush of cold wind bursts through your warm face as the player does a beautiful kick and you widen your eyes.

“Amazing…” You whisper barely audible to even yourself but it seems you accidentally said it quite loud, Karasu clearly notices it as he turns to you and winks, wiping the sweat off his forehead. You frown as heat takes over your cheeks, you hide on the side of the vending machine, hoping he didn't see, hear or winked at you. You hear him laugh and say something you can’t really comprehend as you grab your drink and start to crawl back to your class, too shy to show your face to him.

“(L/N)?” Two legs come to your view and you look up to see your friend looking a little distressed at you.

“Hey…” you show her a nervous smile.

“Seriously!” Your friend smacks her leg while laughing hysterically after hearing what just happened to you. She actually came down to the machines also wanting a drink and came across you crawling on the first floor and scaring the first years.

“It’s not that funny! I’m such an idiot!” you bury your hands in your face, now fully aware of your ridiculous reaction.

“God, I wish I was there to see it! Someone should've caught it on camera!” She continues laughing, grabbing her stomach this time since it started to hurt. To that you only whine wanting to crawl underneath a rock.

“Do you like him?” She finally calms down as she wipes a tear from her eye.

“No, I was just caught off guard” you say, not even needing to think about it, you know clearly that you do not have romantic feelings for Karasu. Your friend looks at you as she raises a brow and you smack her shoulder as you return to class when the bell rings.

When the final bell of the day rings you tell your friends to go on without you, giving the excuse that you forgot your pencil case. You carefully walk to the football field, making sure the team has already left and there is no one in sight. You look around as you start thinking this was a really stupid idea, you don’t even like football. However, just as you were thinking that, you spot a ball in the field and feel magnetized to it. You leave your bag on the benches as you slowly walk towards the object in a curiosity you never knew you had. You turn the ball a bit with your feet before taking it to the air.

“One, two, three, fo…”you whisper as you manage to hit the ball in the air three times but by the fourth it escapes your feet. You sigh, you could never get past three touches.

“So you're the cutie who was watching me during lunch” you hear a voice behind you causing you to nearly jump from fright. Karasu is right behind you, the question in your mind is how did you not notice his presence? “You have to move your other leg, you know that right?” You look down at your legs when you hear him say that, partly to hide the embarrassment from earlier in the day and that someone saw you try to do some football kicks.

“Let me” he takes the football from your feet and starts kicking it from one foot to the other and finishes with a ‘around the world’. You clap your hands amazed at his skills.

“That was really cool” you confess to him and he quirks a brow to you with a puzzled look.

“That was impressive to you?” You nod enthusiastically and he closes his eyes as if thinking for a while on what to say “go to the goal zone, stand where you want to” you do as he says, curious as to what he has up his sleeve.

“Here?” You ask him as you station yourself closer to the pole on the left than the one on the right.

“Yeah, however you want to, now where do you want me to score?” He asks as he takes the ball and dribbles a little to gain more distance from the goal.

“Here” you stretch one arm to touch the left pole and point to the area between your left arm and the floor, curious to see if he will actually fulfill your request. Karasu puts the ball on his desired spot before backing away a little. You were pretty calm but only when you saw Karasu run up to the ball do you immediately regret listening to him, you could end up really hurt if the sounds you heard before were anything to go by.

"Wait-!" You try stopping him but before your plea can reach Karasu's ears, the ball was shot to where you exactly pointed at. It actually takes you a full minute before moving your body. You blink slowly as you see the ball against the net behind you and turn to face Karasu who is approaching you with a cocky smile. You begin to clap yet again being left speechless entirely. This man's talent is something else and you can only watch from far away in awe.

"How was that?" He cranes his neck into a proud stand but you cannot reply, you are too blown away so you merely smile with a hint of happiness. Karasu seems to be a little confused, perhaps expecting a shower of compliments and praises. Which you do after gaining courage and the ability to do so.

"I have no words...that was..." you gesture with your hands vaguely as you start walking back to the benches to grab your bag and Karasu follows after you shortly.

"Amazing? Impressive? Jaw dropping?" He asks as he raises his head and you only nod extremely fast to all of the words he's saying as he releases a chuckle.

"Are you heading for the train station?" You ask shyly when you pass the school gates.

"Yeah, I need to go to the store before if you don't mind" to which you have no problem with, no offense to your friends, but sometimes hanging out with different people is good for you and you have missed out on getting to know someone. Laughing at Karasu's classmates' shenanigans and hearing him laugh as he calls you boring for your interests makes you feel some sort of way, even if it's unbridled rage, it's something you didn't know you needed. With the sun completely set, comes the night time as the street lamps light up and the stores turn on their luminous decoration to attract customers.

"Right here, wait for a bit" he stops you as he jumps on top of the elevated ground the store is on and you lean on a lamp pole with your bag in your hands as you wait for your new acquired friend. When you hear the buzzing of the door opening you look back and see Karasu with two popsicles in his hands.

"Which one, I didn't know what flavor you wanted" he gives you a cheeky grin as he shows you the options.

"Then, the strawberry one, please" you reach out for the ice cream and he hands it to you.

"Great, I like lemon better", he smiles as you both open the packages and hum in delight of the refreshing flavor to your warm bodies. The night air cooling you after a long day of school is exactly what you needed. Passing by the street vendors, you comment if you should buy something for him to pay him back for the ice cream.

“Next time, let’s go on a date and you will pay me back~” he grins showing you his teeth and you have to look away so as to not let your mind get clogged by such a sweet image.

“Then, how about an arcade?” you ask shyly, too afraid of rejection but not wanting to get this chance to go by.

“Sweet, I wanted to try a new game that came out” he agrees and you sigh in relief not sure if you could actually handle being rejected by one of the prettiest guys in school. You walk a little more before finally arriving at the station, popsicle sticks long discarded as the train arrives exactly on time. You sit on the bench a little tired from the day as Karasu sits next to you closing his eyes. You have been talking the entire time here and now that you both are finally quiet instead of being awkward it actually feels nice and comforting.

"One final question" he finally speaks up and you hum to acknowledge him "will you cheer me on for my next game?"

"Of course I will" you hide your face from him but you know he's grinning like a fool and you just have to close your eyes, hoping that image of him will fade away from your mind.

"Then," he gets up as the train starts to slow down, this must be his stop, even though you are a tad disappointed, you just knew he wouldn't be with you until forever "I'll see you then, cutie~."

"Bye" you wave at him, holding your laughter in as to what he just said, the next time you were with him you should definitely correct him so as to not call you such an absurd nickname. But barely did you know that Karasu had actually been scouted for a new football project and that his next game would change the course of sports’ history forever.

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Hi! I'm on a sae brainrot lately it's gonna consume me and your fics are soo good😫 can I req a sae with reader in love with him despite being friends with rin, I just love the idea of rin being annoyed with the two of them giving each other heart eyes when reader comes over to their house, thank you sooo much!

think of this as an au where the itoshi brothers aren’t as insane and strained ur welcome ALSO ANON HELPP this idea is so funny

rin doesn’t consider himself as someone who has homicidal urges. on a good day, at least.

but you are making it harder and harder not to just strangle you and yell out strings of profanity whenever you sigh dreamily over his brother.

his big brother, of all people. rin knows that he and sae are pretty popular, but for his best friend to be head over heels for his brother when you should be immune to the itoshi bloodline is a bit absurd.

“it’s the best friend’s brother thing,” bachira said. rin has no idea what that means, but apparently, it’s when people go crazy over the best friend’s brother. rin hopes that none of sae’s friends are giving him the same googly eyes you do whenever sae passes by—that would be horrifying.

“he’s so handsome,” you explained to him when he asked why you are so obsessed with his brother in blood. “so—! just soo fucking—” and then rin asked you to not finish that sentence because he might have to damage his eardrums by hand if you continue.

that’s not even the worst part, no.

a normal person (like rin) would think that, okay, pining isn’t that bad. crushes are normal. my friend’s weird obsession with wanting to kiss my brother stupid is normal, maybe. but no. it’s not that easy. rin cannot just coax you to move on or force to imply anything in case sae hunts him down.

because his big brother, itoshi sae, is in love with you.

rin doesn’t know when— how it started. he just found out when you had to come up to rin to ask for something and left like a frightened deer, and sae, dead-inside, doesn’t-give-a-fuck-about-you sae, kept staring at you until you were out of sight. there was a smile on his face—a fond one, if that makes it any better.

(it does not. rin didn’t even know what to say at this point. his hands are itching.)

“that’s just a little brother thing,” shidou remarked once when rin lamented about his worrying urge to throttle you and sae simultaneously. rin understands that one, at least.

you have to come over today.

it’s not a big deal since you’ve come to his room to hang out before. it’s not always voluntary on rin’s part; you just appear out of nowhere, carrying pillows and about three blankets, materializing out of nowhere and onto his doorstep.

the difference is that his brother is back in japan, and you’re coming over today.

why is this a problem?

well, for starters: rin is not fond of seeing you make a fool of yourself and cry about it to him later on. he sleeps through it, usually, but you smack his head when you meet again, and he is afraid he might get brain damage soon.

second, rin only stays in his room, so it is where you follow. if the time comes you leave, sae will interrogate the hell out of him and give the coldest glares out of sheer jealousy. rin cannot be bothered to explain that no, he doesn’t like you that way, and sae is free to take you.

he doesn’t want to expose you like that, though. he is not that much of an asshole. as horrible and hilarious it is to watch you trip over yourself to see him, rin knows you genuinely like sae.

rin sees it in the way you smile helplessly whenever anyone mentions him, and rin can tell that it’s serious. you’re still his friend; he still cares about how this will work out for you.

“rin, i’m telling you,” you say, and in your excitement—or hysteria, really—you fail to notice that your voice is terribly loud. “shidou is out to get me. i have nightmares about him hunting me down because i beat him four times. he has a bat with nails on it.”

“let him win, then,” rin deadpans.

although it is his house, he’s the one trailing after you. mostly to make sure you don’t eat all the ice cream. again.

“i can’t lose to shidou, rin. that’s a stain on my resume.”

“then don’t dream about shidou with a bat with nails on it.”

“you’re the life of the party, itoshi.”

you yelp as you turn into a sharp corner on the way to his room. rin blinks at the sound and visibly deflates when he realizes who you’ve crashed into. he holds back a groan, knowing precisely what’s coming next.

cue: romantic guitar, doves flying, bells ringing.

“y/n,” sae says, holding you up by the shoulders.

“...sae,” you reply, belatedly. and then proceed to gape at him as if you forgot that he is rin’s brother and they live together for that reason.

“nii-chan,” rin says, too, because he really is not in the mood to witness this.

sae blinks up at rin. “where are you two going?”

rin hesitates. “my room.” you’re still steaming because sae is still holding you.

sae narrows his eyes.

“y-you can join us!” you blabber, refusing to meet sae’s eyes—which is horrible, really, because if you just took a single glance at sae, you’d see how his eyes softened impossibly.

“don’t say that.” rin scowls. he already has it rough having one lovesick freak in his room; he is not fit to handle two simultaneously, for each other, too.

“i’ll join,” sae decides instantly, staring right at you. rin wants to throw his hands in the air. “what did you say about shidou?”

thx for reading i had too much fun w this LMFAOOO

we lost our bench cheer :(

Imagine waking up to Shiina Niki cooking. As your senses return to your body, the aroma of breakfast fills the room, effectively enticing you to remove the covers. You rub your eyes before taking a stretch, already thinking about what you may find in the kitchen. As you're about to remove the covers to get up, you find that the door opens and Niki comes in, holding a tray of waffles in his hands and a smile on his face. "Good morning!"