Fresh Breezes Of Dawn.

fresh breezes of dawn.

pairing: jingyuan x reader

synopsis: in the tranquil glow of the early morning, jingyuan finds unexpected solace, entranced by the descent of a single leaf, with you sound asleep in his lap.

tags: sfw, fluff, established relationship. sleeping on jingyuan’s lap when a leaf falls by your body

in the hushed hours of early morning, the world seemed to hold its breath. the sun, still beneath the horizon, sent forth tentative fingers of light, brushing the sky with soft hues of pink and gold. beneath the dappled canopy of leaves, a single leaf, it’s vibrant green now kissed by the first blush of autumn, detached from its branch. it floated gracefully, riding the invisible currents of the dawn breeze, until it found its resting place on the ground below.

jingyuan sat, his frame a study in calmness, with the gentle rise and fall of your breath beneath his fingertips. he observed the leaf’s descent, eyes tracing its path as it falls. in those fleeting moments, the world was suspended in a tranquil ballet, where nature whispered its ancient lullabies to the souls of those willing to listen.

there was a profound serenity in that scene— the juxtaposition of the vibrant life in the leaf against your quiet slumber. jingyuan, gaze fixed on the descending leaf, found unexpected solace in the simplicity of nature’s gestures. the world he lived in, the life he lived, was vast and complex. yet in this moment, everything boiled down to the quiet descent of a leaf and the soft rhythm of his lover’s breathing.

as the leaf settled on the ground, jingyuan’s lips curled into a small, serene smile. his fingers absentmindedly brushed a strand of hair away from your face, peaceful expression reflected in his eyes. in that shared stillness, he felt a profound connection not only with the natural world but also with the slumbering soul nestled against him.

in the quiet cradle of dawn, jingyuan found an unexpected sanctuary— a moment where the world stood still, and the heartache of battles and burdens faded into the background. it was a reminder that even amidst chaos, there existed pockets of tranquility, waiting to be discovered, cherished, and shared. and in those moments, with your sleeping figure in his lap and the gentle leaf at his feet, jingyuan marvelled at the beauty of existence, finding simplicity of the world’s quietude.

"…please stop that." "Stop what?" You let out a faint groan at his reply, you acknowledge that this young prodigy detective in front of you always has such a wild imagination, but he also has a mind for meticulous logic and reasoning. Which is why, you hope you can find at least one good reason why your boyfriend, Shikanoin Heizou, keeps pinching and squeezing your cheeks right now. It all started a few days ago when Heizou brushed your cheek for the very first time. He offers to eat lunch with you every day during his break, to make up for the lost time he insists. Which in return, you happily suggest having a picnic instead that weekend in hope to have more quality time together. He leans in towards you, to wipe some sauce off your left cheek while you were eating your favourite food. That's when he learned how soft your cheek feels, his eyes were wide open as he made a new discovery about you. Addicting it seems, he smooshes your cheeks and looks directly into your eyes. His gaze focused as if he was trying to solve some puzzles. He squeezes your cheeks once, then twice, making you stare at him with a very confused face. Now he keeps pinching your cheeks at the most random moments, other times he would just poke your cheek no matter when or where, looking into your eyes with a wide smile. Despite appearing "brainy" to many, you wonder where all his brain goes when he looks so lovestruck like this, he doesn't even seem to care about other people's gaze directed at you two in public. He stop pinching your cheeks, but he didn't bother to remove his hands from cupping your face at all. Instead, he leaned in, landing a quick kiss on the very tip of your nose. He burst out a soft laugh, pulling you close and pressing your nose against his own, making you blush as he gently nuzzled against you. "Sorry I can't help it, you're too cute for me to handle." He mumbled an apology, promising you that he won't do that again, before throwing you some compliments about how adorable you look right now. But judging by that ever-present grin and cheeky glint in his eyes, you can hardly tell if he is actually serious about stopping his 'affectionateness' actions.

you play that game too, huh?”

nagi looked above from his seat on the stairs and saw you, one level above, staring down at him gaming. he nods and pauses it.

“heh sorry, i was going to dump my trash down the rubbish chute and heard the loading music...”

ah, it must’ve been when i forgot to turn the volume down and accidentally blasted the audio.. he thinks to himself.

then, nagi stands up, stretches and was about to walk back into his apartment when you shouted for him to wait as you bolted down the flight stairs. despite you telling him to wait, he continues to walk off but stops when he hears the familiar loading theme. nagi turns around only to see your phone screen right in front of his face.

(gamer tag), level 247. “check them out!” you exclaimed cheekily. where did nagi see this username and avatar? and why did it look so familiar? it was only after you switched to the rankings page did he realise something. you were the one who was constantly on his tail on the leaderboard fighting for first place.

College AU with Bad Boy Wriothesley as your boyfriend who picks you up from your classes in his big expensive bike that has all the other students milling about shooting intrigued and intimidated (and impressed) glances at.

Bad Boy Wriothesley who leans against his bike while he waits for you, all intimidating from his full-black outfit, the scars and the spiky hair, but who immediately breaks out into a smile when he sees you coming towards him.

Bad Boy Wriothesley who brings fried chicken and boba and stays with you whenever you have to stay late at the library to study or to do your work. He even gives you his leather jacket so that you don't get cold because of the AC.

Bad Boy Wriothesley who carries all those big books from the library plus your bag, despite your protests. When you insist that he lets you carry some of it, instead he transfers all of the things to just one hand so he can hold your hand while you walk.

Bad Boy Wriothesley who buys you a leather jacket that matches his so that you're protected and warm whenever he takes you out for late-night bike rides.

Bad Boy Wriothesley who brings you out for a late-night ride on the road that runs along the shoreline, so you can admire the way the moon glitters on the waves.

Bad Boy Wriothesley who feels his heart swell by three sizes when he feels you melt against his back, feels your breath against him and how your arms squeeze tighter around his middle like you're giving him a warm hug.

Bad Boy Wriothesley who vows to do this again with you, as many times as you'd like, as long as you keep holding him like this.

gaming partner

"you play that game too, huh?” 

nagi looked above from his seat on the stairs and saw you, one level above, staring down at him gaming. he nods and pauses it. 

“heh sorry, i was going to dump my trash down the rubbish chute and heard the loading music...”

ah, it must’ve been when i forgot to turn the volume down and accidentally blasted the audio.. he thinks to himself.

then, nagi stands up, stretches and was about to walk back into his apartment when you shouted for him to wait as you bolted down the flight stairs. despite you telling him to wait, he continues to walk off but stops when he hears the familiar loading theme. nagi turns around only to see your phone screen right in front of his face. 

(gamer tag), level 247. “check them out!” you exclaimed cheekily. where did nagi see this username and avatar? and why did it look so familiar? it was only after you switched to the rankings page did he realise something. you were the one who was constantly on his tail on the leaderboard fighting for first place.

masterlist | just a short drabble that suddenly came to my mind.

Hello!! Thank you so much for writing for Tsurune, bc no one else seems to :( could you please write some Shuu and/or Seiya angst with a happy ending?

Tsurune is definitely one of those underrated shows that I wish got more attention than it did. Maybe the movie that’s coming out will help give these boys the attention they deserve? I hope y’all enjoy this - although I’m not the best at writing angst. ♡

Shuu Fujiwara

“Just please go back to being my best friend, not the guy I confessed my love to.”

It hurt to say that — so much. The kind of hurt where you could feel your throat burn, and the brim of your eyes fill with tears that you struggle to hold back.

It hurt to know that Shuu possibly, most likely, didn't share the same feelings that you did for him. It hurt not speaking to him for days after your confession, avoiding each other like the plague and darting your eyes away in embarrassment.

But above that, the thought of losing him as your closest friend hurt even more.

You’d finally caught him alone, mustering up enough courage to finally speak to him. Someone that used to be your confidant now the source of your nervousness, and ever present flutter in the pit of your stomach making your words shake more than you’d like.

Going from talking seemingly day in and day out about any and everything, to going radio silent and cold was something that you would have never expected. But you figured that if you could go back, or at least try to, then it would be worth putting your feelings on the back burner as you’d always done.

Shuu as your friend meant more to you than your own heart.

“I can’t lose you as a friend, Shuu.”

You hated how small you felt in front if him, how you couldn’t even glance up to look him in the eyes.

You especially hated how even in this moment when all of your nerves were unraveling, he somehow - like always, had this calm unbothered air about him. Like the ocean of emotions you were feeling in that moment were just like ripples in a pond to him.

It hurt, and quite frankly, it was starting to piss you off.

“You really are an asshole, huh Shuu?” You let out a bitter laugh, your hand raising to rub away at the tears that threatened to fall.

“You never gave me the chance to respond.”

“What?”

You looked up at him just as he leaned in closer to meet your eye level.

And there was that look. The one in his eyes that you live sworn you’ve seen more than once when you catch him subtly staring at you. The look you pick up on when you manage to get a genuine smile out of the typically stoic Prince that stood before you.

It was the same look you wished you saw the day you confessed to him. The same one you missed during the days you made it a point to avoid him.

It gave you butterflies, and your heart soar until Shuu’s next words met your ears.

“I can’t just go back to being your best friend, [y/n].”

But before your heart could break fully, he followed up with the only words that could completely heal it.

“Because I like you, too.”

Seiya Takehaya

“You’re my friend, but sometimes I really wish you could be more than that.”

And sometimes you really, really wished that you could take back words as soon as you said them. Or maybe, you would start to think before you said anything at all.

The look Seiya shot over to you mid laugh when his mind finally processed what you said, told you everything you needed to know.

He hated the idea of it. He had to.

“I was kidding!” You force a smile, “I’m more than happy with us just being friends Sei, not like I’m in love with you or anything.” Your words trailed off at the end more than you would’ve like them to, your mind performing mental gymnastics as you fumbled for more things to say to end this awkward situation.

He turned his head back to the text and notebooks that were laid out in front of the two of you, snacks and empty juice bottles laying forgotten at the edge of the time, marking the time you two have spent studying this nice so far.

This was probably going to be the last study date that you and Seiya would ever had. Out of all the things you could’ve said - all the times you could’ve waited to confess to him.

Your heart began to race, and the corner of your eyes prickled with the first warning signs of tears but you willed them away, forcing out another laugh.

“I guess I should probably get going then?” You glanced over at Seiya, passed his face still gazing down at the textbooks, to his alarm clock that sat on his bedside table. “I didn’t realize it was so late, maybe that’s why I’m saying crazy things now, huh?”

Sometimes you really wished you’d know when to shut up, but Seiya’s silence, the rushing sound of your heartbeat in your ears, and the way you felt like bursting into tears left you no other choice but to keep rambling.

It was either that, or cry.

“You know Seiya, we’ve been friends for so long. Since when? Like middle school? And I have no idea what I’d do if I lost you as a friend, so don’t look into what I said too much-“

“Me too.”

“You what?”

Seiya, who had been looking over at you since you started your nervous ramble, smiled. The smile that would always make your heart skip a beat.

“I wish I could be more than a friend to you, too.” He wiped away a stray tear that managed to escape the corner of your eye.

“More than you know, [y/n].”