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[23:11] meeting fushiguro toji

warnings infidelity

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nothing could ever piss you off more than the sight before your eyes.

"y/n, wait i can expla-"

"eat shit, you asshole."

all of your friends had warned you this guy was bad news, yet you stayed with him anyways. for three years. he had treated you so nicely the first year and a half, but then it just began to die down, and texts were half assed, conversations were short-lived, and even the littlest things like kisses felt so lifeless.

you decided to investigate why he was so distant for the past few months, since your fourth year anniversary was coming up, until you'd caught him with an old family friend who he'd sworn to you he would never interact with, since she was so obsessed with him. on several occasions she'd tried breaking the both of you up, causing so many bits and pieces to be put back together to result in your dull state of a relationship.

leaving the premises, you wandered around aimlessly until you'd found yourself at a café you'd planned to go to with him. just the thought of his existence gutted you, and everything you'd walked through constantly reminded you of him, and there was no other way to rid of his lingering presence in your mind.

before you knew it, you'd sat there until closing time, despite telling yourself you'd only stay for a few minutes. it was then the barista had told you to leave, and with a quick apology you left and walked pointlessly again, to who knows where.

there was something appealing about that bench you'd notice in that old park, and decided to sit there too, since you remembered he would still be at your place and wouldn't have packed his things yet, being the lazy shit he was.

"penny for your thoughts?" a bulky, raven haired man had smiled at you innocently, contrary to his large build. he'd worn a tight black shirt, too thin for this kind of weather, alongside a pair of drawstring white sweatpants, that also seemed unsuitable for the ruthless weather.

scoffing, you ignored the man who looked rather old to be honest, and mumbled, "my thoughts are worth tenfold of your paycheck."

he laughs, and it's quite relieving to hear, his voice isn't booming, nor is it loud and threatening. "i guess i don't need the penny for your thoughts then, i don't have a job."

you're flustered now, and red at the cheeks. you lift the back of your palm against the apple of your cheek to feel the heat arise on your face before sighing and ignoring him again. "shut up, old man."

"hey, old is a stretch, i just turned forty." he defends himself as he leans against the tree that loomed over the bench you sat upon, and you noticed how his features seemed more attractive under the moonlight.

stop. don't get distracted by some hot old guy

"that's what every old person says." chuckling, he leans closer to take a look at your face, and you can't help but burn an embarrassing shade of crimson.

"you look like a child. i bet you're the same age as my son." he teases.

what an asswipe.

"well that depends now, how old is your son?"

"fifteen...i think." he's pondering to himself, and looks down at his feet and shakes off the thought before looking back at you like he hadn't just revised his entire life story.

"you think your son is fifteen...?" what a strange man, firstly he has no job and second, has no idea on the age of his own offspring.

"yeah, he had to stay with some," he pauses, "relatives." maybe you should stop prying there, it seemed like a personal topic.

"well, to answer your question, i for a fact, am not fifteen. i'm twenty eight." you swung your feet from the bench in a child like manner.

"huh, would've never believed that. you've got quite a youthful glow. i remember my twenties-" he starts to ramble, and you realise this man is quite nostalgic in a sad sense, so you continue to let him speak.

"for someone who's only forty, you speak like you've got three lifetimes worth of experiences to give advice to someone who's pushing thirty." you intervened, and he bellows out another laugh, more heartfelt, and emotional.

"i've told you many things about myself, but not my name." he gestures to the empty seat beside you, charading if he could sit near you.

with a slight nod, you budge up a few centimetres, "so then, what's your name old man?" you huff, and take a breath of fresh air.

"toji fushiguro." confidence is exuding from his aura and you smile again.

"i prefer calling you old man."

a/n: this is more of a friendship than it is romantic relationship

- possibly might probably maybe make a part two

[23:11] meeting fushiguro toji

warnings infidelity

nothing could ever piss you off more than the sight before your eyes.

"y/n, wait i can expla-"

"eat shit, you asshole."

all of your friends had warned you this guy was bad news, yet you stayed with him anyways. for three years. he had treated you so nicely the first year and a half, but then it just began to die down, and texts were half assed, conversations were short-lived, and even the littlest things like kisses felt so lifeless.

you decided to investigate why he was so distant for the past few months, since your fourth year anniversary was coming up, until you'd caught him with an old family friend who he'd sworn to you he would never interact with, since she was so obsessed with him. on several occasions she'd tried breaking the both of you up, causing so many bits and pieces to be put back together to result in your dull state of a relationship.

leaving the premises, you wandered around aimlessly until you'd found yourself at a café you'd planned to go to with him. just the thought of his existence gutted you, and everything you'd walked through constantly reminded you of him, and there was no other way to rid of his lingering presence in your mind.

before you knew it, you'd sat there until closing time, despite telling yourself you'd only stay for a few minutes. it was then the barista had told you to leave, and with a quick apology you left and walked pointlessly again, to who knows where.

there was something appealing about that bench you'd notice in that old park, and decided to sit there too, since you remembered he would still be at your place and wouldn't have packed his things yet, being the lazy shit he was.

"penny for your thoughts?" a bulky, raven haired man had smiled at you innocently, contrary to his large build. he'd worn a tight black shirt, too thin for this kind of weather, alongside a pair of drawstring white sweatpants, that also seemed unsuitable for the ruthless weather.

scoffing, you ignored the man who looked rather old to be honest, and mumbled, "my thoughts are worth tenfold of your paycheck."

he laughs, and it's quite relieving to hear, his voice isn't booming, nor is it loud and threatening. "i guess i don't need the penny for your thoughts then, i don't have a job."

you're flustered now, and red at the cheeks. you lift the back of your palm against the apple of your cheek to feel the heat arise on your face before sighing and ignoring him again. "shut up, old man."

"hey, old is a stretch, i just turned forty." he defends himself as he leans against the tree that loomed over the bench you sat upon, and you noticed how his features seemed more attractive under the moonlight.

stop. don't get distracted by some hot old guy

"that's what every old person says." chuckling, he leans closer to take a look at your face, and you can't help but burn an embarrassing shade of crimson.

"you look like a child. i bet you're the same age as my son." he teases.

what an asswipe.

"well that depends now, how old is your son?"

"fifteen...i think." he's pondering to himself, and looks down at his feet and shakes off the thought before looking back at you like he hadn't just revised his entire life story.

"you think your son is fifteen...?" what a strange man, firstly he has no job and second, has no idea on the age of his own offspring.

"yeah, he had to stay with some," he pauses, "relatives." maybe you should stop prying there, it seemed like a personal topic.

"well, to answer your question, i for a fact, am not fifteen. i'm twenty eight." you swung your feet from the bench in a child like manner.

"huh, would've never believed that. you've got quite a youthful glow. i remember my twenties-" he starts to ramble, and you realise this man is quite nostalgic in a sad sense, so you continue to let him speak.

"for someone who's only forty, you speak like you've got three lifetimes worth of experiences to give advice to someone who's pushing thirty." you intervened, and he bellows out another laugh, more heartfelt, and emotional.

"i've told you many things about myself, but not my name." he gestures to the empty seat beside you, charading if he could sit near you.

with a slight nod, you budge up a few centimetres, "so then, what's your name old man?" you huff, and take a breath of fresh air.

"toji fushiguro." confidence is exuding from his aura and you smile again.

"i prefer calling you old man."

a/n: this is more of a friendship than it is romantic relationship

- possibly might probably maybe make a part two

[22:07] megumi fushiguro is whipped

warnings none

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"megumi, look, they fell asleep on your shoulder." nobara points out eagerly as she turns to her left side only to notice that you, megumi's one and only, has fallen asleep on his shoulder during the bus journey home.

megumi carefully rotates his head and looks down to see you fast asleep, your mouth slightly agape and eyes tight shut.

"look he's going red!" yuuji teases, and guffaws with nobara as the two of them ridicule megumi's love struck stare.

"shut up," he hisses, "you'll wake them up."

nobara and yuuji "ooooh" facetiously before closing their mouths entirely when you begin to shift from your comfortable position on megumi's shoulder and wake up.

you're silent, and you don't say anything. there's a loud silence and you kiss your teeth and rub your eyes, before realising you didn't know what you were awake for; maybe someone was too loud.

so you close your eyes again and snuggle against the pillow you'd used when you fell asleep earlier and wrap your hands around the armchair.

megumi burns a crimson red as you unconsciously sleep on him, holding his forearm with your hands and pressing your face against his shoulder.

"shit." he mutters silently, and he can't see anything except you. maybe watching you sleep made him tired too, so surely, he laid his head upon yours and held your hand that was on his arm, and slept peacefully too.

stupefied, nobara and yuuji make o's with their mouth and stare at each other, and back at the tired couple.

"what the fuck." although being a pair, yuuji and nobara felt third wheeled and cleared their throats before being interrupted by the white haired adult behind them.

"ah young love."

a/n: a bit short but eh

[01:21] atsumu miya has a big crush on you

warnings none!

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you weren't surprised that he stared at her; her features so delicate, yet sharp, gentle yet so bold. envy couldn't help but knock at your door as you notice that every class you catch him staring at her: your seatmate. much like all the other people, you'd taken a liking to atsumu miya, the setter of the volleyball club.

you shared a few classes with him, but most of the time you sat apart in far distances from the room, your existence barely noticeable to his schedule. despite having a friendship with him several years back, he'd changed and drifted from you as a result of conflict in interest. blissful and short lived was the friendship, yet quality over quantity had truly reigned over that highlighted phrase, and you had come to terms with it yourself.

even though you had been friends with atsumu for two years as early teenagers; he made life feel like rainfall on a drought, sunshine in blistering winters. he'd provided you with chunks of happiness no other person could gift to you. losing him was a defeat on your behalf as you realised you weren't as important to him as you had thought.

sitting pretty your seatmate, emiko, sighed tirelessly at your cluelessness as you quietly groan at the reminder of atsumu never looking your way, when in reality it was the polar opposite.

watching you dejectedly sit every lesson beside her was a killjoy, and she'd wish you could notice that in reality atsumu had been burning holes into your face every class, and not her. although the chase was interesting to witness, it had taken far too long and she couldn't help but feel as if she'd become a wedge in the (yet to bloom) relationship.

"that ends this lesson, please make sure that all the people's names i've written on the board have handed in their assignment by tomorrow. you may all leave." like the speed of light, you pack up your books and are the first to leave the class, sparing no glance to the innocent setter waiting to grab your attention.

"miya-san," emiko calls out, "if you're going to stare at l/n-san all throughout the class, do it so they know that you're staring at them, not me."

atsumu's face burns red with embarrassment and he nods in accordance, before running towards the direction he assumed you headed. sighing yet again, emiko slowly packs her bags up and hopes that things between you and atsumu are cleared up.

a/n: this is kind of a whole like mutual pining thing but both love interests are dense and cant pick up hints ?? its really short though rip

boyfriend Levi headcannons <3

warnings: mostly fluff // lil bit of some smutty stuff going on at the end // 18+

he used to hate his insomnia but now he feels comfortable sitting in the dark silence just listening to your breath on the nights he really can’t sleep

even having a good nights rest Levi is still the first one up preparing his tea & a sweet iced coffee for you

he doesn’t understand how you enjoy the taste but he has learned to make it just to your liking

he is always practicing how to communicate how he feels, your the only one that ever made him feel emotionally safe enough to do so

he always appreciates when you randomly check in with him just asking him what he is thinking about or how he is feeling

he really loves very specific things about you like Levi absolutely loves the smell of your hair i just smells like ~you~

he loves hugging you from behind just to smell your hair

Levi loves your thighs like he just wants to rest his head there and lay in your lap all day

when you two are out to dinner his go to resting spot for his hand is always nestled on or in between your thighs

speaking of thighs… 😏

Levi absolutely loves to let you use him for his body, by riding his thigh into oblivion. he loves the stark contrast of him being fully clothed and you completely naked going feral on his thigh

he always plays with your breast while singing praises into your ear like

“good girl, i want you to cum all over my thigh so i can fuck you in the shower okay? you think you can do that for me sweet girl?”

and of course you do

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kaneki ken ; headcannons !!

it’s CLEAR that kaneki is a hopeless romantic. that being saiddd …

since he loves reading, he always asks if you’d like to go to the bookstore with him, just to browse around. if you guys end up liking a book though, he buys two copies so you can read it together >>>

kaneki makes an effort to learn the littlest of things about you. such as your habits and mannerisms, favorite foods and drinks, your clothing style (so he can buy pieces for you) .. he’s so in love omg

when you and kaneki first started dating, he took you AND your mother out so he could make a good first impression on your family.

kaneki always brings you your favorite beverage in the morning to help wake you up.

whenever you’re stressed out about literally anything, kaneki just brings you a cup of water and reminds you to breathe and take a step back.. bc everything is gonna be okay

he’ll never admit it but- he loves when you play with his hair, it literally puts him to sleep like a child.

kaneki is more on the shy side of things.. so he never does anything without making sure that you’re 100% comfortable with it. (that’s the bare minimum but it still means so much to you)

this man doesn’t listen to much music, but whenever he hears a good song.. he immediately sends it to you with a cheeky ass message: “reminded me of you” “hope this makes your day a bit better” “for the prettiest girl/boy” “on my way back, love you!”

whenever you wanna go out with friends, it’s completely fine with him but he’s always so worried when you leave. he’s constantly checking up on you ..

“you okay?” “let me know if you need anything” “have fun, and please be safe!” “don’t let any guys hit on you-” his poor little soul :,)

before you and kaneki moved in together, he would leave little boxes of small gifts for you at your doorstep.

things like a hoodie of his, maybe a pair of his sweats, some of your fav snacks, little notes of affirmation.

now, you going out is one thing. but kaneki going out is a whole other ..

since he already doesn’t get out much, you encourage any time that he happens to get invited out. (it’s always by hide)

of course he goes .. but you just have to go with him, he says. it makes him feel safer. hide doesn’t mind all that much either, he thinks you’re cool.

since you and kaneki live together, you guys do everything together, you cook together, clean together, shower together..

ugh. he’s just attached to you LMAOO

plus .. with regular house duties, he tries to be as helpful as can be. he knows how tiring it can be. his sense behind it is - we both live here. so we should both play a part in keeping this place nice. you don’t complain at all.

(if you’re a girl) he’s def not one of those “women belong in the kitchen” guys.

since kaneki has had some.. rather traumatic experiences. he sometimes wakes up out of his sleep in a panic. he’ll never wake you up but he wraps an arm around you and just takes every little thing about you in. it calms him immediately.

other nights can be sleepless. you hadn’t noticed until his eye bags began to get heavier and darker ..

this one night. you made an effort to stay up after you guys had said good night.. minutes later kaneki left the bed to get a drink, when he came back you were sitting up with the bedroom light on.

“babe?” .. “i’m sorry. did i wake you?” .. “no. i was awake this whole time. you okay? is it one of those nights again?” .. at this point, he tries his hardest to stay strong, but his mind always gets to him. sometimes he has to cry. when he does you just wipe his tears and brush his hair out of his face.

it’s nights like those that really make him appreciate you. he loves how you’re so patient and understanding.

all in all.

kaneki is in love with you.

Hey I made an Asahi fanfic‼️ Listen, if I want the fanfic, I was going to have to make it myself... so I did ☺️ If you love Asahi as much as I do, you should check it out. It is already on Ao3 and Wattpad and I will put it on her also, here are the links ⬇️

https://archiveofourown.org/works/29650683/chapters/72899697

https://www.wattpad.com/story/259608385?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=liz_dahwizz&wp_originator=mMTXlA9W6a4rDuD%2Bnkl2L5tMvJwWG9%2Bup1MUHxXouvd3C14dtRm%2BVbcYZ5s0PrPi5YsBWu9zewdd22i9yzZOAbeJ2SpjM0m2xxKJEB

Wattpad

You're Gonna Make Me Blush (Asahi x Female Reader)

Who would of thought love between a shy, quiet, boy with a "Glass Heart" and a outgoing, energetic girl started with a...

I cherish him so much that it's developed into a *blushes* appreciation for freckles ❤️🫶

Ace x simp reader headcanons (+ short scenario)

Summary: Ace x simpy reader. Warnings: Fluff. Mentions of NSFW themes and slightly suggestive at the end (but barely). Reader is gender-neutral. Word count: 525

I feel like Ace is someone who struggles a lot with self-worth (obviously) so he’s not super used to receiving affection… Until he meets you. 

When you two started dating you’d constantly make him SO flustered from the smallest things without even meaning to.

You hold his hand? He’s blushing. Kiss his cheek? He’s blushing. You tell him he looks sooo handsome in his new shirt? He’s losing his mind. 

He tries his best to show you his feelings back at you because he loves you SO much but he gets so shy when you compliment him.

At first he genuinely struggles to understand how you could feel that way about him, but the more you show him the more confident he gets about it. 

After you two have dated for a few months he gets so used to it, he might actually start jokingly bragging about it.

Someone on the ship starts talking about how they had a threesome on the last island y’all visited and Ace is all like “Oh yeah? Well get fucked because I have my very own simp, betcha can’t beat that.” with a stupid smirk on his face. 

Eventually starts “simping back at you” and pinches your cheeks telling you how cute/handsome you are, or picking you up in a hug while spinning around telling you how much he loves you.

Honestly, I feel like this is the type of love that Ace needs. Unconditional, sappy love. 

“Oh! Y/N! I’ve been looking for you!” Ace smiles at you as you board the ship. You’d been doing some essential shopping with Marco on the island you were docked at while Ace stayed behind to guard the ship (not that anyone dared to mess with the Whitebeard pirates…).

“Ace!!!” you drop your things carefully as you run up to him and give him a big hug, putting your face in his neck and squeezing his body to yours. As you pull away you give him a kiss on the cheek.

“I got you some yummy-looking fruits while I was out! I think you’ll like them!” you smile at him and give him another kiss on the nose. You see his blush spread on his face despite the smirk he's holding with his lips. 

“Oh yeah? Well how could I ever say no to something my dear Y/n bought me?” he says as he starts leaning in for a proper kiss. Right before he can reach you though, he gets hit in the face with a paper towel. You look behind you and see Marco with a deadpan face, another paper towel ready in his hand to throw.

“Oi, can you two stop simping for each other and start helping loading in the groceries instead?” 

Ace rolls his eyes and playfully chucks the paper towels back at Marco who catches it with ease.

“Whatever man, sorry I have a beautiful partner and you don’t” he says as he picks up one of the bags you left on the ship’s floor. “Come on, Y/n, let’s get this done and over with so we can go somewhere private, yeah?”.

Nightmares

Ft: Chiaki, Hajime, and Nagito

Genre: Head-canons, Fluff, Comfort, Gn reader

Summary: Y/n has a nightmare and seeks comfort from our favorite trio

Hajime:

You had woken up in a cold sweat. Your blankets folded over and tossed about your bed most likely from tossing around in your sleep. You were still panting heavily, eyes darting around the dark room of your cottage, still running off the adrenaline of your nightmare.

You gripped your bed sheets tightly, shaking at the memory of that horrible dream.

You didn’t want to make a sound afraid it would give away your position to whatever could be lurking in the shadows of your room. Afraid at any moment, something would crawl out from the shadows.

You couldn’t be alone, not right now, and there was only one person you could think of at the moment. Hajime. You felt you could trust him in this vulnerable position right now, besides, you didn’t know anyone else quite as well as you knew Hajime.

You had made up your mind now was the hard part. Working up the courage to leave your room and ask him. You couldn’t move your shaking body, petrified with fear.

You felt like a little kid who had a nightmare trying to get to their parents room, before the monsters got them. You took a panicked breath in an attempt to calm yourself, taking a step towards the door.

But afraid someone was behind you watching your every move set the adrenaline in as you began to run. You opened the door swiftly slamming it behind you, not caring how much noise it made as you ran to Hajimes cottage. The warm night breeze blew your hair back as you ran.

You rounded the corner, seeing the nameplate to Hajimes cottage you ran up to the door frantically knocking on the polished wood harshly as you shifted on your heels nervously.

Your eyes shifted around trying to distinguish the shapes that might move in the darkness.

“Y/n…?” a very groggy Hajime asked as soon as you heard his voice you wasted no time pushing yourself through the opening of the door, not realizing he was still standing in the doorway.

“Ah-y/n!” he yelled as you ran into his chest, sending the both of you tumbling to the floor. You clenched your eyes shut as you held onto Hajime tighter afraid he would disappear if you let go of him.

“Y/n, What's wrong?” Hajime asked in a panic he held his arms awkwardly in the air apprehensive to touch you. You felt your words getting caught in the back of your throat and you froze up.

“Are you ok? You don’t have to say anything, just nod so I know you're not hurt.” he spoke slowly in a soft comforting tone, pressing your head closer to his chest in an attempt to try and calm you down.

You nodded against him as he sighed in relief. You could hear his heartbeat as you sat there together.

“Y/n, Do you think you could get off me now? I need to shut the door.” you suddenly felt embarrassed that you had been in this position with him so long without an explanation whatsoever.

Quickly you pushed yourself off him and in the dim moonlight you swear you could see a faint blush dusting the apples of his cheeks as he leaned past you to close and lock the door to his cottage. Then turning to you he asked,

“Do you want to talk about it?” he held such a kind, sincere tone it almost caught you by surprise you had never heard him like that before. You nodded meekly, Hajime smiled softly standing up and dusting himself. You followed his movements as he led you over to the bed patting the spot next to him waiting for you to join him.

You walked over to him plopping yourself down next to him. He sat there waiting for you to speak, you stared at the floorboards trying to find the right words.

“I had a nightmare.” it came out much duller than you had intended Hajime leaned in, expecting you to continue. You sighed.

“I was freaked out and didn’t want to be alone” 

“So you came to me?” he asked surprised 

“You were the only person I could think of..” you mumbled he smiled bashfully,

“I mean don’t get the wrong idea I’m flattered, I just wasn’t expecting you” he rubbed the back of his head before speaking again.

“So do you feel better? Or…” he drifted off. You didn’t necessarily want to go back to your cottage and lay there until morning completely consumed by your fears but you didn’t want to bother Hajime.

“Hey if you don't, that's fine! I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable with the idea of staying here with me” he said breaking your train of thought

“If you want I could stay up with you, I mean that's what I do after a nightmare anyways” he suggested you turn to him,

“Really? It wouldn’t bother you to stay up with me?” you asked 

“I mean, I don’t get much sleep anymore. How could I?” you smiled, then an idea popped into your head “What if we go out?” 

“Excuse me?” 

“No, not like that I mean take a walk or something” you suggested 

“Isn’t it kinda against the rules to go out after ten?” 

“Yeah I think we're well past breaking those rules, aren’t we?” you said crossing your arms playfully

“Yeah, I guess you're right” he sighed giving up.

“Don’t you want to you know..put something on…” you said, averting your eyes just now realizing Hajime didn’t have anything on other than his boxers and I a plain white tank top.

Hajimes burned bright red.

“Well turn around already!” he yelled embarrassed. 

After Hajime had finished changing into some pants you and him started off for the beach.

It was quiet, peaceful even if you forgot the current circumstances. It was a beautiful night regardless of the warm breeze blowing against you lightly.

“Hey, Hajime?” you said quietly “Yeah?” he gwaked his head to look at you.

“I just wanted to say, thank you for being here with me. Even though it’s the middle of the night and I just woke you up because I had a bad dream.” you said,

“Hey, I don’t mind being here with you at all, it’s nice to spend time with you, no matter how late it is” he grabbed your hand to emphasize his point. You looked into pools of emerald, abruptly the tension was broken off by Hajime slamming his lips into your catching you off by surprise, the kiss lasted for a couple seconds before it was broken of by a stuttering Hajime

“Y-y/n, I’m so sorry I promise that I’m better than that-I-I was just acting on impulse, and-” you cupped his face gently making him look at you, he looked at you calming down when seeing your soft smile

“Do it again” you whispered.

“W-what?” he asked shocked.

“Kiss me” without a second thought he brought you closer kissing you lovingly. Once you pulled away you smiled at each other, hand in hand you continued down to the beach.

Maybe you should visit him more often.

Nagito

You sat on your bed curled up trying to dismiss the fear clouding your mind. You brought your knees up to your chest trying to stay absolutely silent to avoid drawing attention to yourself from whatever may be lurking in the shadows, watching you from a distance waiting.

Well you weren’t going to move you were just going to sit here in this dark room balled up in his position by yourself until the sun came up. Yep, until the sun comes up.

Okay,

this isn’t going to work, you didn’t want to be alone the whole night you definitely weren’t going to sleep but you couldn’t stay here alone for the whole night.

Who could you go to at a time like this? At the time you couldn’t think of anyone who would be particularly pleased with you waking them up at such a time. Then suddenly someone came to you,

‘Nagito?’ you thought questionably. I mean he was kind of strange and you could never really get a good read on his personality but from what you could see he seemed like he was willing to do anything for the ultimates, including throwing his own life away for them!

So surely he wouldn’t mind keeping you company while you were freaked out? You had talked to him a few times and he seemed nice enough minus the crazy, but if he's all you got you couldn’t really complain.

So gulping you slid your feet into a pair of slippers that rested next to the bed. Trying to fix your vision on the ground and only that you keep your head down while walking to the door, gripping the cold metal handle you slid out into the dark night, letting the fresh tropical breeze blow over you as you slowly made your way to Nagitos cottage.

Hugging your sides as you walked the only thing illuminating your path being the now bright moonlight.

Finally you had reached the door but you weren’t necessarily safe until you were inside. Still feeling unsafe, you knocked quietly hoping it would be enough for Nagito to hear.

You waited, hearing nothing you knocked again, then much to your relief you heard muffled shuffling and stumbling before a tired looking Nagito opened the door.

His hair was as messy as ever, ruffled up in disarray. He rubbed his eyes before his face changed to a senile expression seeing upon it being you who had knocked on his door at such a time.

“Y/n? What are you doing here? To kill me perhaps” he smiled, you gave a distraught expression seeing how he had in fact not been joking whatsoever.

“What? No! I’m just-Can I just come inside?” you whisper yelled offended by his outrageous accusation but also desperate to get inside no longer wanting to be outside. Wordlessly he opened the door for you. You looked around his cottage. The interior was pretty similar to yours with the exception of a small white armchair resting in the corner.

“Y/n if you don’t mind me asking you, if your not here to kill me, why exactly are you here then?” he asked from behind you as you sat yourself down in the chair. You looked away a little embarrassed,

“Ah, I’m sorry it was stupid of me to question the doings of an ultimate such as yourself, it’s nothing you have to share with trash like me anyways..” your head snapped back up to him cutting him off

“No, Don’t say stuff about yourself like that! I was just embarrassed…” you admitted your gaze softening,

“I had a nightmare and I didn't really want to be alone, I just couldn’t think of anyone else to go to..” you said sheepishly, Nagito let out a sudden chuckle breaking you from your trance

“So you chose me? Wow! I’m honored!” he cheered, holding his sides, smiling but the light blush on his cheeks didn’t go unnoticed by you.

“But if you don’t mind I was wondering I could stay here with you? I don’t want to be alone tonight” you silently hoped he would say yes

“I mean if you really don’t mind spending the night with someone like me.” you guessed that was a yes?

“Uh well thanks Nagito” you gave a small smile in return. You both stood there unsure of what to do now, you stood there in unbearable awkwardness when Nagito let out a yawn. When you broke the silence

“Did you want to go back to sleep?” you asked, feeling bad for waking him when he probably gets barely enough sleep as is.

“What would you do then?” he asked you shrugged,

“Sleep?” you said unsure.

“The only probably is where.” you said thinking.

“Well you could just take the bed” he stated plainly

“Well, where would you sleep!” you exclaimed

“I feel bad enough for waking you I don’t want to kick you out of your bed too” you said apologetically, heat rising to his cheeks again.

“Wow, Your kindness is truly befitting of an ultimate such as yourself! But there's no need to worry about trash like me, I can always sleep on the ground, it's what I deserve anyway” 

“What if we just share the bed?” you asked not fully hearing the words coming out of your mouth. Nagito tensed for a second.

“I wouldn’t want to make you uncomfortable by being close to scum like me” you glared walking up to him abruptly surprising him a little, he jerked as you placed your warm hands on the sides of his cold cheeks, piercing through him with a stern look.

“No more self depreciation, okay? I don’t like you talking about yourself like that.” you frowned, his face heated up “If that’s what you want…” he spoke quietly trying to avoid eye contact.

“I don’t want to kick you out of your own bed and make you sleep on the floor plus I really don’t mind, I trust you.” you smiled.

“Why don’t you go lay down, I’ll turn off the lights” you turned around Nagito didn’t protest obeying you as he shuffled to the bed. You flipped the switch quickly running to the bed before the monsters got you. You dived in, unaware you had grabbed onto Nagito.

“Do you not like the dark?” he asked nervously at how close you were to him

“Yeah, I’m just freaked out, sorry” you apologized

“Is it ok if I have my hands on you like this?” you asked bashfully.

“Not at all! I’m surprised an ultimate like you would get close to me in such a way” he said.

But nothing came after just silence as you laid there contently getting closer to Nagitos chest listening to his heartbeat, the rhythm lulled you to sleep. You felt your eyelids grow heavy as you drifted into sleep.

“Goodnight y/n…”

Chiaki 

You sat laying there on your back spread out talking to yourself trying to distract your mind from the growing fears that plagued your thoughts. You couldn't stand this anymore.

Why couldn’t the sun just come up already? You threw your hands over your eyes in frustration, it was too hot, it was too quiet, yet your own voice annoyed you. It seemed like everything was annoying you right now.

You needed a distraction, someone to talk to. You sprung up

“Chiaki!” you said a little loudly. You had talked to her a couple times, nothing extraordinary came out of it but she was the only person you could think of to go to right now, besides would she even be asleep right now? She seems like she spends all night awake, probably playing video games.

How else would she be so tired all of the time otherwise. You slid off the bed still weary of the shadows of your room as you made your way to your cottage door.

Slipping out from your room you enjoyed the wave of relief that washed over you, maybe getting out of that stuffy room was the first step to cooling yourself down.

You walked to Chiaki's cottage humming to yourself trying to fill the silence that you dreaded so much.

Finally reaching her porch you knocked on her door lightly trying not to disturb anyone else who might be awake. Not long after you heard shuffling from behind the closed door and then Chiakis face peeked out from the crack.

“Y/n? What are you doing here?” Although she spoke softly, she had not at all sounded like she had just woken up, in fact, it sounded like she had already been up.

“Sorry for bothering you, I just couldn’t sleep and was wondering if I could stay here with you? I just don’t to be alone”

,you apologized briefly as Chiaki eased up widening the space of the door opening it to you with a warm smile

“I don’t mind” she said,

“I couldn’t sleep either, so I’ve been playing games by myself” she admitted as you walked in, you couldn’t help but notice the TV in the middle of the room being the only current source of light, multiple cases of games had been scattered across the floor, while empty bags of chips sat in disarray.

You went to sit in front of the TV picking up the second controller turning to Chiaki smiling,

“Mind if I join?” she blushed, “I’d like that actually” 

“Chiaki, stop hitting me off the road!” you whined throwing your head back in exasperation as the results of the game came up, and once again the same result 

Chiak first

Toad second

Bowser third

Leaving you in last place once again.

“Can we please play something else? I’m tired of losing every round” you whined

“Sure, What do you want to play?” she asked, you hummed in thought looking at the sea of games trying to decide, only to find your indecisiveness mandating your decision.

“Why don’t you choose? Since you're the expert, as long as it is not a racing game I’m fine.” you said as Chiaki reached over.

You watched her mesmerized by her every movement. She looked so beautiful at this moment you couldn’t exactly describe why.

“You're so pretty..” suddenly Chiaki froze up as a blush covered your cheeks. Realizing that had slipped out of your mouth you began to panic

“I’m so-sorry! I swear that was an accident! I-I wasn’t thinking and..” you were cut off by Chiaki pressing her lips to yours holding your shaking hands in hers. Pulling away she smiled

“I think you're pretty too” your face heated up once again not knowing what to do you buried your face in her shoulder, squeezing her hands tightly.

Not wanting to move you allowed yourself to relax in her arms letting yourself drift into sleep, you felt Chiaki kiss the crown of your head

“Night Y/n…”

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