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5 ODDLY SPECIFIC ROMANTIC THINGS YOU GOT TO EXPERIENCE WITH HIM !

chifuyu matsuno x fem!reader.

the tiktok trend but it’s just a dump of my headcanons with him. separate headcanons with a scenario about it.

themes. fluff. crack. mentions of swearing.

soundtrack. click the headcanons to see the song that suits the scene !

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notes . . . look, i went overboard with the scenarios and literally made quite a drabble for each headcanon (it was unintentional i swear). so please read every single bit of it and sorry for grammatical errors i was too excited to write this. my favorite is the first and last one that i wrote, let me know which one is yours <3

“oddly romantic things that i get to experience with him? well…”

sharing earphones while you walk together

you both have a habit of sharing your earphones with each other, whether in class, on the train, or even in packed hallways.

if you're too far behind him, chifuyu will exclaim, "oi, you're walking so slowly. the more you stay behind, and the cord will snap.”

to be honest, it was just a poor excuse to put you right beside of him, just so you both can walk along with each other, side by side. simply so he could have a better feel for your embrace. despite this, chifuyu lacks the courage to tell you about it, so he believes that few subtle tactics will do.

in any case, in the event that you actually haven't swiftly hurried your steps up to his pace, the boy will stop his means, turned around towards you. "hey, c'mon." while he briskly pulled your hands and interlaced his fingers onto yours. "dont make me wait longer than this."

“is this all just a ploy to get closer to me, chifuyu?” your brows wrinkled and you flashed a cheeky grin, which was followed by a loud giggle, even some several people on the streets may have heard it.

chifuyu has been attempting to get closer to you all week, getting closer in the sense of physically near to you, enveloped by your warm touch, but he got caught in the act.

face was hot crimson, concealing the fact that he was all flustered by appearing to be oblivious to the fact that you had suspected his intents all along. “shut up, you were just walking so slow and so far behind that my earplugs may rip—“ “fine, if that’s what you said. but what about this?”

your other hand was pointing towards his hand, which had been squeezing you for the past minute. “however, could you explain this?”

for a short second, chifuyu mistook you for being furious cause he was grabbing your hand in that manner; he described it as a selfish gesture. but, for the time being—hearing your words, seeing your smile, and especially feeling your hand—if you were angry with him for grabbing your hand in the first place, you would have yanked it out.

but you didn’t.

chifuyu stared down at his other interlaced hand before returning his gaze to your pupils. he stole one of the earbuds from you and inserted it into his left ear after a brief hesitation.

“maybe cause i thought you might like it.”

he buries his face behind your shoulder out of embarrassment after a kiss

it was your first time, you two, both inexperienced hopeless romantics attempting to do the big K word. a kiss on the cheeks or on the forehead is a common thing between you two. but what about a kiss on the lips?

they say the first kiss is amazing. this is a time when emotions run wild, when two people's eye contact signals desire, and when the personal experience about to unfold is full with sensation as if time has stopped at the moment.

and none of you expected your firsts to be a spontaneous affair.

not every moment is ideal for a kiss, at least that's how chifuyu sees it. everything has to be perfect, just right, and spotless. how the warmth of your intimacy and the synchrony of your breathing and how both partners build up the moment. every little aspect was important for him.

all of this was taught in the usual shoujo manga he frequently bought.

but all of those months of studying the case of "kissing your partner 101" were for naught when you switched to a different lip balm one day. your lips were the same, but they appear plumper and more luscious. chifuyu can't stand it; all he wants is a taste of you.

despite this, he refuses to change his "ideal" vision for his first kiss. you subconsciously sucked your lips and reapplied your lip balm as he was looking at your plump mouth. that's all there is to it. it was the final straw for him.

"hey,” chifuyu paused before continuing, “could you stay still for a moment for me?”. following then, he simply stand in front of you with no statements made, he didn't even move an inch. you felt like he was examining your face, so you said involuntarily, “is there anything on my face?”

is it possible for me to get a taste of you? is the response he would give you, but the problem is that his lips feel stuck, as if they were zipped. all his mouth can do at that point is to brush up against your moistened lips.

and then he unleashed it all on you.

he doesn't anticipate the golden moment to come exactly when he wants it to since the kiss was as spontaneous as a lightning strike. nonetheless, he had a slew of strange sensations in his body during the initial kiss. it felt like his adrenaline is pumping. chifuyu's pulse rate increased significantly, as did his breathing pattern.

in retrospect, it was way nicer than he had expected. better than he had hoped for. it was ideal. it was perfect.

but he didn't realize he'd done it until your warm and soft lips brushed across further into his. for a split second, chifuyu's face glows crimson all the way up his neck to the tip of his ear. he yearned for it to stay longer, for the clock to stop ticking. you get a sense of what it must be like to be in paradise at that time.

and as he came out of the kiss, he didn't say anything. the boy would simply move closer to you, but this time it wouldn't be with his lips. he buries his face in your shoulder, trying to hide the terribly embarrassing situation he has put himself and you in.

"i'm sorry," he muttered beneath your collar. you could feel your crook growing warmer, not because of your own, but because of his cheeks, which were getting hotter by the second.

showing up at your house on the spur of the moment to say something inconvenient

after so many months of dating, you and chifuyu have formed a separate set of behaviors. one of them has a peculiar quirk that you could notice occasionally. and what exactly are we talking about here? let's say your lover has a tendency to appear at your door seemingly out of nowhere.

and what happens when he sees you? the boy would just say something that makes no sense. it's a really unusual manner that you don't often see on people, so when he does it, a mixture of uncertainty and joy rushes through your body.

“chifuyu what are you doing here?” — “oh, your home was near to where toman had a meeting, so i figured why not stop by for a minute?” (a lie, it’s actually 30 minutes away from your house)

“and what is it again today?” — “i saw this claw machine that reminded me of you, so i tried it and got the prize out of it” — “chifuyu it’s 10 p.m. and you know you can give it to me tomorrow at school.”

nothing can stop him from continuing to perform this strange act. no matter how bad things were between you two, chifuyu would still come to your place merely to say anything random.

you noticed him kicking pebbles in front of your house the other day, attempting to draw your attention to the fact that he's still here to play pranks on you, and you called him out on it. "what?" you demanded in the coldest voice you'd ever spoke, hands forming a cross in the air and a sigh filling the room. "aren't we still mad at each other? what brought you here in the first place?"

“i’m not in the mood to talk to you, but there’s a message from peke j,” he stopped kicking and picked up one of the rocks, throwing it far away, "my cat said he missed you.”

“pfft, chifuyu, what a pathetic excuse. so your cat actually miss me? only your cat?"

“ah, i forgot to say it, but he said that the owner might miss you too.”

take you out for the night just for you to run around the empty streets and play tag

01.45. it was precisely at quarter to two a.m when you heard something hitting your window. prung! one. you didn't give it much thought at first. prung! prung! two. three. but as you ignored it, the sound increased louder. all you could see as you switched your gaze to your window were small rocks tossed by a peculiar someone.

took no time to figure out who was responsible for the obnoxious sounds of your window being busted. you had a hunch, that one specific passerby—matsuno chifuyu, at the back of your mind.

as you opened the window, you let out a scream, but not loud enough to wake up your parents. "what the hell are you doing? if one day my windows are going to break, then you're money will be listed in my dollar bills." chifuyu didn't respond to your outburst, instead staring at you oddly. "would you like to run around the streets with me?"

"are you out of your mind?" you fumed while keeping your voice low as possible, "it's literally 2 am in the morning, and why aren't you asleep yet?"

chifuyu drew nearer to your fence, frantically climbing it to get closer to you. "well, look who's the one talking. why are you not asleep?"

this felt somehow similar to you. yeah, it's like those knights in shining armor attempting to rescue their princess from a fortified tower. chifuyu will be the knight, and you will be his princess. "oh my! look who's attempting to save me from my evil stepmother. my chivalrous knight-in-shining-armor!”

instead of being perplexed by your strange retort, he just goes with the flow. "oh, my lady, i’ve been looking for you all along. i’ll rescue you from the misery that your cruel stepmother has placed you in." he extended his hand, much like the characters in a victorian era film, but you didn’t continue the act with the next reply. “chifuyu, put an end to this. so corny that i’m tempted to jab your cheek with my index finger.”

chifuyu motioned for you to take his hand again. "you were the one who started it. by the way, my hands are getting a little tired from holding out in anticipation of being taken in by someone." you faked a gasp to imply that you'd forgotten about it, and chifuyu merely rolled his eyes at you.

then you immediately descend to the ground from your window, with chifuyu close following. "if my parents find out, they'll murder me." you took a risk as you and your boyfriend fled your home fast. "relax, it's not the first time you snuck out of your house just to meet me," chifuyu grinned and took your hand as he sprinted even faster.

"okay, i thought it was just a one-time thing. i didn't think you'd take me out again during these hours." your legs stopped moving as you became worried about the thought of you getting caught.

"i mean, if you really miss me that much then just say it."

chifuyu scurried away from you after that teasingly response. he tried to divert your attention, and it worked. "i was serious, you fucking little prick! GET YOUR ASS HERE, I'M GOING TO SLAP YOU THIS TIME FOR REAL!”

it wasn't planned, but you're now playing tag and chasing chifuyu in the middle of the streets at midnight. "tag! chifuyu, you're it!" you raced away as fast as you can before he catches up with you at lightning speed.

"shit!” an curse word was muttered under his breath, ”be on the lookout ‘cause i’m coming at you!” the air was freezing cold when the boy sprinted through the deserted streets and in a matter of seconds he was standing in front of you.

“anddd, ta—" he tried to grab you by your arm, but he fell and rolled about the ground. you took a few extra steps slowly and then turned around to watch the situation unfolded. seeing him failed miserably to tag you was hilarious.

it was far too amusing for you not to laugh at his shameful tragedy, and you ended up falling to the ground as a result of your uncontrollable laughter. "OH, OH, UH, OH—that’s, that's awful, but a really—UH, OH—good one chifuyu,” your loud chuckle snuffed out every word of yours. “FUCK. chifuyu, i. i. i CANNOT STOP!”. you can feel tears are starting to gather due to your unstoppable laughter.

"DAMN, YOU SHOULD'VE SEEN IT FOR YOURSELF. IT ACTUALLY WAS—WELL, IT WAS JUST SO—HAHAHA,” and for the third time, your phrase was shortened because to your snicker. “AAAHH! quit talking about it! my fucking foot slipped on something." chifuyu let out a frustration in his tone with a tint of red that starts spreading on his face—which made you think that it's even funnier.

your boyfriend was probably angry with you laughing your ass off at him. however, he had a nice giggle as well after seeing you laughing so freely at his stupid acts due to his own foolishness.

even better, you weren't discovered sneaking away by your parents. truly making it the best night of your life.

coming into your room at midnight and sleeping next to you when you're deep asleep

"oi! you still awake?"

a ringing shout pierced your window opening, but it didn't wake you up because you were already deep in your slumber.

usually when he'd wake you up at midnight, you'd normally just lock him out of your sight. but not this time. today was different, since you had already fallen asleep when he rang your doorbells, alerting you to his presence.

your boyfriend has been waiting for you to arrive at your normal spot to welcome him, and his legs have been going in circles for the past two minutes, but you have yet to come down. what a surprise, she's already dozing off?

because he didn't want to bother you any longer, chifuyu turned around and took a couple of steps away from your house. it was pointless to bother you if you were already sleeping. if only he'd arrived faster than planned, he might have snapped a picture of your irritated expression.

he swiveled his gaze back to your second-floor bedroom, where the window was still open, allowing him to catch a glimpse of you as you lay in bed. DING! a lightbulb goes off in his head right then and there. right! that's it!

as his quick body looped over the fence, chifuyu gently began to scale your window, taking care not to make any ominous noises that could startle you or your parents who were in the other room.

when he finally made it up there, he landed aggressively on your carpet at the entrance. bruk! it produced a loud noise that might have knocked you over. his body was remained frozen to the ground as he muttered under his breath, "crap," in an attempt to make no audible disturbance. possibly 20 seconds had elapsed since he held his legs in a rock-like position in order to remain silent.

chifuyu gently shifted his weight to the right side of the bed, which appeared to be free for him to lie down there. knowing you'd detest it if he came into your bedroom wearing unclean clothing, he quickly undressed and threw his garments on the ground. in his eagerness to be there alongside you, hugging and caring for his adored girlfriend, he didn't bother to clean it up first.

hands slid over bed sheets, making them lower and giving him room to slither straight under it. he does it very slowly and gently in the hopes that you won't wake up.

then he simply stared at you, admiringly. chifuyu was enamored with your entire features, from your eyes to your lips to your nose. it's a little unnerving, but he was also paying attention to the rhythm of your breathing as you were dozing off.

while this isn't the first time he's examined you in this manner, it never ceases to amaze him that he's so lucky to have someone like his lover, who is currently napping off in his arms. all of the romantic mangas he read did not prepare him for the real thing, merely some counterfeit scenarios in his brain.

well that's what happened: chifuyu lowered his head to kiss your forehead and kept it there for a few seconds before pulling his lips away. with the most coveted of eyes, chifuyu hushed as he watched your slumber.

"i still find myself falling asleep with you on my mind, you know? even though you're right beside me now."

"how did i manage to get you? maybe i'm just lucky."

"and because of that, i promise to love you forever."

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My Angel

— featuring :: Seishu Inui

— theme :: fluff

— synopsis :: “Everytime I look at you, you remind me of an angel.”

Inui’s head rested on your lap and you were playing with his hair. The only thing you heard was his relaxed breathing.

You let go of his hair which caused him to open his eyes and look at you. “Is there something wrong (Name)?”

You didn’t answer. You let your actions speak for itself when your hands slowly made their way to Inui’s face.

You were slow and gentle in holding your boyfriend's face. “You’re so beautiful Seishu. Everytime I look at you, you remind me of an angel.” You gave him a light kiss on the forehead.

Inui always looked beautiful and just by his presence the room felt lighter to you.

His sunflower hair and emerald eyes. Even when his face was neutral he was still beautiful.

When you pulled away, Inui buried his face into your hand. He was obviously flustered. It was evident because he buried his face into your hand and his cheeks felt warm. It was one of his favorite ways to receive a kiss after all.

“Seishu~.” You caressed his cheek and cooed. Inui moved his face away from your hand but didn’t look at you.

“I love you so much (Name)” Inui raised his hand and held your cheek. A relaxed smile on his face along with a little blush dusted on his cheeks.

“I love you too Seishu.” You smiled and started to play with his hair again.

The atmosphere was light. You held Inui’s hand with your free one. Anything that was stressing you out was lifted.

‘My Angel, Seishu Inui.’ You said to yourself and smiled brightly. Pure happiness that filled your heart.

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shinichiro sano x reader

mostly fluff, some angsty parts in between. i was grieving for draken while writing, so yeah, that's were the inspiration for the sad things come from.

this maintains a discreet connection with my last post, making some subtle mentions of it. so, in case you would like to read it, it's here. i would appreciate it immensely

wc: 6.6k (sorry, i got a bit carried away)

a/n: this is my love letter to shinichiro, i put my heart and soul into this story, so i really hope you all enjoy it and don't get much confused with all the time jumps. i also would like to add that guys, seriously, just love whoever you want and don't ever give up what you desire, okay? don't be like yua's father and just let people be happy (you will understand after reading). life is short, and we stupidly think we have time, but we actually don't. be always joyful and hold onto your dreams with both hands. to anyone who is reading this, good luck! go and confess already or just fulfill that one thing you want the most, i believe in you

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yua — "primarily a female name of japanese origin that means love, affection"

eyes slowly opening. 9:11 a.m.

a couple of minutes after waking up, the cloudburst was captured by your senses

you’ve spent the night with shinichiro after he mentioned that today, he was not going to work at the shop and you were mostly free from your duties. so now, you found yourself laying by his side, head on his bare chest while one of his arms was keeping your body close, null distance

sadly, the comforting position didn’t last long. you decided to get up from his clasp to take a look outside, reaching the sliding door from his bedroom that lead to the backyard of the sano’s residence, leaving it open to allow the humid mist of the rain caress your skin, not forgetting to carefully make sure that the bed was far enough from you, so it wouldn’t bother shinichiro. all of this because, when the green of the plants that lie in the garden, moves slightly to the weak blows the water causes when dropping, it relaxes you

appreciating the view, you instantly recognized an old bike drowning on the ground next to some old motorcycle parts, causing a few giggles to escape from your lips

moments after, your boyfriend rolled in bed and felt your absence, making him sluggishly start to wake up too, huffing. he thought you had agreed to stay the ‘’whole day’’ in bed to be lazy together and here you were, up at nine in the morning

when his eyes adjusted better to the dim light the surroundings provided, he saw you standing against the doorframe, looking at the rain outside and laughing softly, in nothing more than black panties and one of his plain white shirts barely covering your thighs. how could he be mad at you for leaving his side when you looked like that? it wasn’t fair

he felt in heaven, he couldn’t describe it any other way. you were his angel, his day and night, his girl

he knew from way back that you loved watching the raindrops fall, and with the passing of years, he came to discover that he loved watching you

-good morning baby, what you doin' over there? what’s so funny?- he stretched out fully awake and placed his arms at the back of his head, getting into a more comfortable position to admire you better

-crap, did i wake you up?- you quickly turned around to look at him, startled by the sudden sound of his voice

-not really. i was missing you in my sleep, so i stopped doing it- he fake pouted and you rolled your eyes, he really beats himself every morning with stuff like this, it never ceases to amaze you

-you are ridiculous- you said and he smiled without saying anything else, waiting for your response

-so?-

-i was just thinking about that one time we ditched a whole day of classes to go for ramen with master kazo, when we were in middle school. the bike outside, it’s the same one, right?-

even if you tried, you couldn’t remember the exact date. you were both young and pretty much dumb, hungry and immensely bored. it just happened

-yeah. you mean our first date?- he asked biting off a smirk

-that wasn’t our first date, shinichiro. it was just one time we hanged out, we were still friends- you crossed your arms in your chest, protesting. he always teases you like this

-what do you mean friends? i already confessed to you like five times and i think i did it again that day- he said, sitting up

-with that one last confession, they were actually eleven-

-you counted them?- his voice sounded so offended that you couldn’t help but laugh in his face

-you didn’t?-

he laughed with you, a blush creeping his neck and cheeks. still the same dork

-that’s so fucking embarrassing- he rubbed his eyes, cringing

you left the door and walked towards him, standing next to his shirtless sitting figure at the corner of the bed, one of your knees on the mattress and both arms around his neck, fidgeting with his morning hair

-it is- you chuckled, gazing at him

-whatever, you were so whipped for me back then that you even kissed me at the end, how about that, hm?- he placed his arms around the back of your bare thighs, stroking them sweetly

-shut up, i just accepted the invitation because you pestered me so much and it really was a boring class. and the kiss was because you got all bruised for me and i felt bad about it- you frowned and looked away, now feigning annoyance

-that’s such an awful lie- he mentioned narrowing his eyes, making you laugh and give up

-yeah, it kinda is- you admitted

he smiled and stared at you for a couple of seconds in comfortable silence, as if he were thinking about something, an idea enlightening his mind

-would you like to try it again?-

-what?- you perfectly knew what he meant, the question simply slipped from your lips. did he really just came up with that?

-it’s raining, kazo surprisingly still makes ramen and i’m still in love with you. how about we take that same date right now? what could possibly go wrong?- yes he did, and you? you were a speechless, blushing mess trying to play it cool

-accidents, shinichiro? that could go wrong, and i don’t want us to die because of your damn motorcycle- who were you trying to fool? you actually loved the idea. but you were worried, you weren’t irresponsible kids anymore

-that won’t happen cause we are going to use the good old bike and take the alleyways, not the busy streets. just like that one time-

-but does it still work? seems pretty worn out, w-what if we crash again, shin?- you asked. excitement slowly starting to creep in the deepest parts of your being

-well, the story will repeat itself. quite tempting don’t you think, love? the bike is fine i promise, i’ll just wash it up- he proposed you, with that fatal closed eyed childish grin

yeah, of course you ended up agreeing

heavy drops tapped against the window that was next to your seat, humming a soft tune that kept you distracted, you were feeling sleepy

physics class. second period. 8:39 a.m. newton's laws of motion

your professor was explaining the theories and you took some notes, or whatsoever. it was raining, and the vibes in schools change entirely when the skies fall above carefree teenagers. no one gives a shit about subjects or activities for the rest of the day, and you were no exception

not even noticing when the teacher left the classroom. you put all your things away, waiting for the next class to start while you kept yourself in your chair, watching the clouds. enjoying the quietness and the water tumbling at your side. this climate always engulfs you in a particular peace that is rather difficult to explain, so each time, you decide to just dissolve within it. and you totally love it. that’s why, when some of your friends gathered around you and mentioned something about going out, you simply decided to keep yourself on the same spot, alone

‘’inertia. the first law states that if a body is at rest or moving at a constant speed in a straight line, it will remain at rest or keep moving in a straight line at constant speed unless it is acted upon by a force’’

in fact, you were the resting object, and shinchiro sano was the force that acted on you

-yo! y/n!- just like that, all the tranquility disappeared in mere seconds. as a loud thunderstruck in the dead of night, he entered your classroom, tripping, coming close to you with his unkempt uniform and that stupid greasy hairstyle

-so, how you been?- he stood next to your sitting self, hands on his pockets, serenely, as if he didn’t almost knock down an entire desk with his disastrous entry

-stop with that, shinichiro, we greeted at the gateway. what do you want?-

-would you like to go out with me? like, right now?- huh?

-no-

-cool, we are taking my bike. i know a perfect place we could-

-i literally said no, sano-

-i know, i heard you. but i’m not giving up that easy- you raised a brow and glared at him, unfazed

-our next class starts in like 10 minutes, what do you mean now?- he gulped and continued

-look, it’s raining. teachers are basically hidden, it’s going to be a free day for all of us. so you shouldn’t be here all by yourself, you need to go out and enjoy it you know?-

-i have my own ways to enjoy the rain, thank you-

-by just staring at it? come on, i can see you like that a lot but, please? i bet you are so bored that you don’t even have a nice excuse to give. and you’ve already said no so many times to me so please, please, let me take you out today- he was begging at this point, you almost made fun of him

-this is not the first time we hang around, shin. you invite me to your house very often, you are overreacting. by the way, what makes you think i’m bored?-

-yeah, but this is going to be a different occasion, i can feel it. and to answer your question, everyone is bored after physics class- hold on a second

-did you check my schedule?-

-of course i did! i memorized it, now come on- he grabbed your hand and made you stand up abruptly, taking with him your bag and placing it on one of his shoulders while he held his own with the other

-w-wait! are we are not coming back to take the other classes?!- he was basically dragging you. walking real fast through the school hallways, carefully avoiding to stumble with any teacher that could recognize you

-i don’t think so, y/n. this day is going to be for us only, okay?- he looked back at you, grinning, and your heart tingled

he made it look as the easiest thing ever and you gave in, squeezing his hand back. a little fun couldn’t hurt, right? well…

you had to act quickly to catch the only chance to actually escape classes without getting terribly penalized. the guard on the entrance gate took a 7 minute break to go for a coffee at the school’s office every day at the same hour, so the plan needed to be executed in that certain amount of time

step 1. wait for the entrance to be alone, step 2. be sure to not forget your bags and hold them firmly, step 3. jump the gate, step 4. take the bike out of the secured deposit at the front of the building in the shortest amount of time possible, step 5. run for your lives

the rest is history

a triumphant scream resonated against empty, watery streets, far enough from your shared middle school. shinichiro was speeding with his bike while you were taking a seat behind him, holding tightly to his waist with a huge smile on your face. you made it out neatly, on a path worthy of an olympic medal, and the adrenaline was just washing over your bodies, leaving you with pure bliss. both damped from the rain pouring over yourselves, not minding it at all

in that moment, it was only you and him in the world

-i can’t believe we made it, you good there, pretty?- your cheeks heated with the nickname, the rush surely boosted his confidence

-y-yeah, i think so- you laughed, a bit shy. hugging him closer and placing you head in his wet back. the gesture made his heart beat so roughly against his ribcage that he silently prayed to all the gods and deities he could think about for you to not notice

-but if you get me in trouble, i’ll stab you- you continued

-i would die happily knowing that it was on your hands-

-you are so stupid, shinichiro- he giggled

after a couple of more jokes and some time going around the city, watching together how the houses disappeared in an endless fog, you both started to get hungry, and he decided to visit the most reliable and special place to eat in town

yua ramen house

the owner is a man named kazori okamoto, mostly known as ‘’master kazo’’ for his amazing cooking skills and because he simply enjoys the nickname. he is a funny man and a very important person for the sano family, even to this day. he met grandpa sano in their early teenage years and the friendship still remains alive. he used to dream with being an elite chef, but certain circumstances he had to go through leaded him to abandon his desires. despite all, he claims that he is happy with what he has right now. ‘’life goes on, regardless’’ is one of his known personal quotes and little manjiro´s favorite, for some strange reason

so the fact that shinichiro decided to introduce you to him that day, definitely meant something else

-master! ‘you there?- shinichiro stepped in as if the establishment was his living room and you followed closely behind, taking a glance at everything. it was a tiny place, but very welcoming and warm

quite the opposite to how you felt, drenching in your school uniform

-sano boy! what the hell are you doing out with weather like this and- he looked directly at you. and you smiled, bowing to greet the old man

-nice to meet you sir, you both seem to be really close- you added, sheepishly -my name is y/n-

-of course you are!- he said getting closer to you and mockingly punching shinichiro in the arm, the poor thing almost flies from the ground. he had a nice smile, you noted -it’s my pleasure, sweetheart. i’ve been dying to finally meet you- oh, now that was new

-really?-

-i swear this brat never shuts up when it comes to you, even if i’ve never seen your face before, i could know it was you from all the things he has said to me- shinichiro coughed loudly, completely exposed

-y-yeah well, that’s because she will be my wife someday, sir. i’m trying my best- what the hell was he even saying

-you better, lover boy- kazo mentioned, with the biggest and cheekiest grin you've ever seen

you opened your mouth to answer to the revelation, embarrassed to the most, but master beat you to it

-so, what would you like? what can i do for you?- intentionally changing the subject to avoid any kind of denial from you

both creeps: 1 – you: 0

-u-um, what do you recommend?- you asked still a little shooked and flustered, looking at the menu

-i can surprise you if you let me, just give me the approbation that you don’t dislike any ingredient that you see and i will prepare a random dish for you, deal?-

-okay, deal. thank you so much, sir-

-no problem- he said, starting to roam around the kitchen in front of you, hardly trying to ignore the pool of water you were both making in his recently moped, squeaky clean, floor. one of his eyes twitching

-i would like some- shinichiro started

-yeah, yeah. i know what you always eat kid, so for now, how about you go to the back and look for a fucking mop to wipe the mess you made, you already know where it is. i can bet both of my legs that this was your idea-

-she is into this too!-

-then get her a towel you rat! here, the keys to the shed- kazo threw them his way and you sticked your tongue out to shinichiro while he disappeared to the back of the restaurant

-oh! how rude, i didn’t introduce myself. i’m kazori okamoto, but you can call me master kazo- you nodded and accepted the hand he was offering, containing your laughter, he was just like grandpa sano. all kindness to you and disinheriting shinichiro at the second

-then thank you, master. nice to meet you again and sorry for the disaster we brought- he accepted the apology and smiled back at you, turning to resume what he was previously doing, while you were sitting in one of the bar stools. the shop was empty, obviously, who in their right mind would go out to eat with a storm like this? exactly, only shinichiro sano would

you decided to take another look around, eyes wandering over the place now more carefully, while the old man was working on the food. a picture on one of the walls catched your attention, it was the portrait of a gorgeous woman, she was standing against a bridge that seemed to be somewhere in tokyo, in a red summer dress and an immense loving smile adorning her face, directed to the person behind the camera. it seemed old, a captured memory from a distant past

-master, can i ask you something?- you called him, curiosity winning over you

-yes?-

-who is the pretty lady of the picture?- you thought he didn’t hear you at first because there was a moment of silence, but turns out that he just hesitated

-my eternal muse- his voice faltered, revealing an intimate part of his soul so effortlessly to you. the tremendous sorrow in his expression was evident, but in those words, it also remained the tender affection of a heart whose love will never decline, a perpetual vow

and because of that, you didn’t feel like making any more questions

shinichiro came back, claimed he couldn’t find any towels, kazo called him useless, he moped horribly the floor, and then finally, you proceeded to eat. master prepared the most delicious and exotic shoyu ramen you ever had and some tonkotsu ramen for shinichiro, with an ice cold cola to the side, his favorite, it could never miss

kazo spoke with the heart open in his words, reminiscing hilarious experiences of his youngster era to entertain you while you finished. you were fixated in the way he seemed to relive those moments for an instant, but shinichiro was looking at you, inevitably. your laughing figure, those pretty lips and those pretty eyes shining in delight. if only you could imagine how much he liked you

the hours slid through your fingers like silk, between the anecdotes of an old man and the secret glances of an enamored teenage boy. proving that what they say it’s true, when you have nice company, time surely flies. but school hours ended, and you had little to no time to go back to your house before your parents suspected anything

-thank you so much for the food master, i really had a lovely time- you started

-no, no. thank you both for keeping me company, the place was alone until you showed up. you could have it all for yourselves, how lucky-

-it’s because today is a special day- shinichiro added smiling, referring to what he said to convince you earlier. putting his hands in his pockets, shrugging, while you blushed

-how come?- the old man asked

-it’s a secret- shinichiro grinned

-oh, i see- kazo winked an eye to him and you couldn’t be more puzzled, deciding to remain quiet

both creeps: 2 – you: 0

-we’ll be leaving now kazo. thank you very much, again- shinichiro payed, not taking any objections from you, and you agreed with his words once again, nodding and smiling at him

-you are welcome anytime, be sure to visit often, okay? bring your siblings and that old fucker of your grandpa that hasn’t stopped in a while too, alright? take care and be good, always-

shinichiro hugged him and you felt the urge to do it after, he just smiled weakly

you gathered your stuff and stepped out, while shinichiro stood inside for a second, master kazo calling him to say one last thing

you never knew what he meant with the words ‘’don’t forget our promise, son’’ but shinichiro surely did

a couple of weeks before that day, kazo sat down with shinichiro outside his store after the boy came back bruised from a fight. the sun was setting and he didn’t want to arrive home yet, so he found shelter with his most confident partner

master was smoking at the front, looking somewhat down, sad, he wasn’t his usual self at the moment and shinichiro noticed it

-are you okay, sir?- he approached him, almost timidly. like an infant, innocent and fearful

-i should be the one asking you that, punk. how’s the eye?- it actually hurt, a lot. he got beat up a couple of hours ago and it was finally getting to him, but he didn’t mind it at the moment, though. he decided to ignore his pain to focus on his friend. shinichiro has always been like this, always selfless about himself and always the most caring about the others, a gentle spirit by nature, destined to be a leader, to be great

-still works i guess, i’ve had much worse- the boy just shrugged, insisting -what about you? is everything alright? you weren’t in the kitchen when i arrived, that rarely happens-

-you are pretty fucking nosy, eh?- shinichiro barely smiled with the remark, he was getting seriously worried

after a couple of minutes in complete silence, master okamoto gathered himself and started to talk

-what are you studying? middle school?- shinichiro nodded. with that question, he opened the topic

-well, i was a bit older than you. it was my last year of high school and i was about to get into college. see, i used to have this teacher i appreciated deeply, he knew how much i cherished the field of gastronomy, and he was an amazing person, so he handed me some school forms abroad that could open my horizons and would be helpful to achieve the career that i wanted, you know? he helped me a lot. i also had the support of the love of my life, her name was yua muraka- the eyes of the man brightened with the single mention of his past lover. saying her name almost in a whisper, staring at nothingness. hoping that by mentioning her, she would appear in front of him with her arms open. thing that he has been waiting for decades, foolishly

-she used to be my girlfriend at that time, my whole universe, and she was happy with the idea of me leaving to accomplish my dream. but i’ve never been a selfish guy, and i wanted her to come with me, to accomplish all of that with me. so, i opened this small shop to raise some money to be able to take her in my journey, and make it one for both- shinichiro remained silent, carefully listening. the funny man he knew and cherished, was now crouched, small and tarnished

-the thing is that, her father hated me, son. he saw me as a punk, a good for nothing. i used to get into fights with your grandpa too, and i wanted to be a chef while he was a doctor. but i couldn’t care less about that crap, she was part of my dream and i was willing to give everything for her-

-the dates were getting closer, school was ending, i bought the tickets, and every day i had more money for finally moving away together and provide her with the life she deserved. but when her father noticed all of this, he started to restrict my visits to her home, and he didn’t let yua out- with every word, kazo started to get more emotional. shinichiro could see the rage in his eyes and the impotence behind his memories

-of course we had our escapades, and let me tell you, those were the best moments of my life. but the little bubble we were living in exploded when he suddenly sent her away. one day he just dragged his daughter to a train far from here, menacing her with the most horrid things that i don’t even want to mention- master took a long drag of his cigarette and continued

-i never found out about his plan or the things he said to her because it was so sudden, in an instant she was just gone. i couldn’t do anything to stop him, i never knew anything about the constant abuse either cause yua kept it all to herself- in minutes, the air turned heavy around them, dark, suffocating. as if the atmosphere absorbed the feelings that kazo’s words professed

-shinichiro, the train collapsed in an accident two hours after leaving the station, a day like this, more than 30 years ago. taking many lives, and ripping my love, my darling, away from me, forever- tears started to tumble from his wrinkled eyes, one by one, violently. the noises of the city turned into a heap of murmurs that made shinichiro’s mind enter a void of dizziness. it was awful, his juvenile heart fell to his feet and got burnt with the remainings of the cigarette that mr. okamoto’s trembling hands dropped, mindlessly

-i couldn’t even say goodbye to her, couldn’t even kiss her one last time- he added, stuttering, dragging his own words and choking with grief. shinichiro felt the urge of crying deep in his gut, but he swallowed it, not wanting to make his friend regret confessing him something so profound and distressing, so near to his core. he needed to remain strong for him

-a couple of months later, i encountered her mother on a random street, and realized that the woman was constantly being blackmailed by yua’s father, and that’s why she never defended her daughter. in that moment, she kneeled before me and asked for my forgiveness, confessing everything to me, all the things that i am telling you right now and how she really did wanted yua to live her life by my side, but that she was too afraid of what her husband was capable of doing- the old man started to gain his posture again, wiping his face. as he is used to doing, since that fateful date

-i never went to college after that and i closed the shop, sticking to the local jobs that miserable men stick to- it all made sense now

-years later i realized that yua probably wouldn’t like the way i was living, so i reopened the shop in her name and here i am, as you can see. ironical how they gave her such a beautiful appellation to edge her life to that extreme, with no love and no affection, huh?- a poisonous laugh escaped his mouth while he took out another cigarette of the tiny box and lightened in silence, shinichiro just remained staring, noting how the man next to him still wanted to cry, and how hardly he was retaining it

-i’m telling you this because you remind me of my younger self. i can sense the love you have for the girl you always tell me about with this tore eyes, that must have glossed the same way when i spoke about yua to someone else. i also suppose that you are concerned because you’re part of a gang and she is just a sweet girl, how you worry for her- the words echoed in every moment of doubt shinichiro recalled having about you, regret clouding his mind. kazo could read him so easily that he even felt embarrassed and disappointed with his own self. something snapped, he took a decision

-but please, shinichiro, don’t ever let her go okay? it doesn’t matter who you are or what you do and vice versa, none of that is relevant if you truly love her, so don’t ever let anything take her away from you. can you promise that to me, punk?- kazo was now clutching to shinichiro’s bloody shirt without even realizing, voice finally cracking with the last sentence, sobbing loudly, all over again. any trace of composure he tried so hard to keep, totally erased from the path they were on

a young shinichiro sano just hugged him, reciprocating all of those times kazo did the same to him as a kid. he opened his arms to let the old man release the huge load of his aching heart -i promise i will, i’m so sorry. i’m really, really sorry- he muttered to his ear, repeating the words almost inaudibly, like a prayer, while the night fell above them

shinichiro took the first drag of a cigarette that day

you were both on the bike again. the rain decreased while you were eating but it started pouring halfway to your house

-be more careful, you are going to get us killed- you exclaimed to the back of his neck, worried about many things, while shinichiro pedaled with all his might. it was actually pretty late, you should have arrived to your house 20 minutes ago and the storm you were caught in was not helping your nerves

-everything is going to be alright, babe. just hold tight- he said untroubled, as always. it was driving you insane

-that’s what i’m doing! and don’t call me babe!-

a couple of streets later, what was expected to happen

happened

you just remember the impact, but what really occurred was that the front wheel got stucked in a sewer hole that you couldn’t see because of the increasing amount of water on the ground, and both of you were catapulted to the pavement. now it’s a funny memory, but back then it wasn’t, and it ached insanely, mostly to shinichiro

he was weak in fights, for sure. but his reflexes were impeccable, using them to instinctly cover your body with his, scratching his whole face in the process and receiving the impact for both, almost breaking an arm for you, literally

while you just bruised your knees, he was still worried, as if the roles were inversed

-fuck! are you okay? are you hurt?- he quickly asked, coming closer to you, scared to death

-nothing serious, you don’t have to worry about it. what about yo- you said without looking at him, still trying to come to your senses. then you realized- oh my god, shin! you are bleeding. i‘m so sorry! i literally crushed you, and you hurted your whole face. p-please forgive me- you were so preoccupied, inspecting his injuries. but all he did was just smile, blood running over his brows and chin. the asshole entirely enjoying all the attention you were giving him at the moment

-i should be the one apologizing! i got us into this, i’m sorry y/n- he scratched the back of his head awkwardly. you weren’t even mad, the fright was still vivid on your skin

and then suddenly, you truly took a deep stare at his features, while the rain kept making a curtain between the two of you. there was no trace of gel from the morning and his wet hair was now fully down, covering his forehead, the water washing his wounds, his drenched white uniform shirt all dirty from the experiences of the day and his pants had an open scratch in the left knee

you didn’t even notice how close you were, sitting together on the corner of an empty alley he desperately took to arrive faster, just staring at each other in silence for a moment. you both cracked in laughter at the same time, the situation was absurd

even though you wouldn’t admit it or either show signs of, you really had great times with shinichiro sano

you like it when he stops to your classroom between breaks just to wish you a nice day, you like lying on the floor next to him at his house’s dojo when it’s summer to eat popsicles with keisuke and his siblings, and you also like the awful cheesy jokes he invents just to make you laugh. because you particularly know that under all those layers of nonsensical girl-crazy rambling lies the most amiable and boldest heart of all, a kind soul with a presence hard to miss

and you like that too

-you know, you look nice like this, without all that dumb gangster wannabe hairstyle, shin-

-did you just, admitted that i look nice?-

-oh god, of course you were going to focus only on that- you rolled your eyes, wishing to not have said anything at all

-i mean, is there anything else i should focus on? it’s an historical moment to me!-

-whatever, sano- you shook your head, chuckling. and he stared at you for the thousandth time today, blood pumping furiously all over his system. he could even feel it on his ears, like the sound a seashell makes when you put it close to you, but this time, amplified to a deafening point

taking a deep breath, he decided to try once again. he made a promise, after all

-y/n- you looked at him in the eyes, driving all your attention to him. he was shaking, he had done this many times with you and other girls before, twenty to be exact, but there’s something in the way you are staring at him right now that results mesmerizing, intimidating, but mesmerizing still. shit, he couldn’t take it anymore -you look pretty to me always. even now, in the most screwed up situation possible, i think you are the most beautiful girl in the world and i- he stopped, red as a beet. inhaling again, he continued -i like you a lot, you know? i’m p-pretty sure i’m in love with you- stuttering a little bit in that last sentence, but who wouldn’t?

-yes, i already know that, shinichiro. you’ve said it like a million times- you smiled softly, looking down at the puddle you were in

-you do?- he didn’t mean to sound so disappointed, but the ghost of what it looked like his twenty first consecutive rejection started to pester him and it was impossible not to, or that’s what he thought

-yeah-

-g-great, cause i will keep saying it until the day i achieve the billion times ‘cause you are my girl-

-i’m not your girl- you furrowed your eyebrows -at least not yet-

-but you will! wait, what?- he was so dumb, you smiled

-just shut up-

without thinking it any further, you pressed your lips against his. the kiss was sloppy, rainy and embarrassing. but to shinichiro was more like ‘’the long-awaited arrival of divine glory’’, that’s exactly how he described it to his little brother when he got home

the silence and the shout, the euphoria and the lull, his insides felt like exploding, the floor was spinning

and you were, in that instant you really were his girl, no turning back. and you kinda enjoyed it

with that kiss you decided to let your feelings grow, and maybe, in a remote future, you would give him your heart to hold for eternity

thing that actually happened faster than what you expected

back to the present, you were both in the same situation, something like an induced déjà vu

a pair of lovers riding an old and too small bike on their way to yua ramen house under the rain. both with 23 years old now, but sharing the same feelings in the same two beating hearts

you started to go eat to yua ramen house together frequently after that first time, but master kazo got sick a few years later, so he had to stop working for a while and decided to leave the country for a break. he came back a couple of years ago, but you have not visited him until now, so it’s been quite a bit since you’ve seen each other

when you arrived, you couldn’t help to feel nostalgic

-sano boy, it’s that you?- his figure was more hunched than before, hair whiter and the wrinkles above his eyes and forehead were more prominent, but despite the changes that the passing of life produces, he was the same funny man you once met

-nice to see you master, how’s the business going?- shinichiro felt so many things in that moment. he was no middle schooler anymore, he left the gang medium a while ago, his siblings were older, and you were still by his side. he has grown, but sometimes, he forgets about that

-as always, punk. it’s really nice to have you here after all this years- you stepped behind your boyfriend

-hello sir, it’s been a while indeed- the old man laughed joyful, taken by surprise

-i can’t believe what i’m seeing, the same two dumb kids that came in making a mess in my shop once, doing it all over again. right y/n?-

-that’s us- you laughed, reminiscing -i’m so glad to finally see you again, master-

-the pleasure it’s all mine, it makes me so happy to have my two best clients here with me-

-we missed you, kazo- shinichiro added, coming closer to give the man a hug, you followed after

-i missed you too- he smiled -but for the love of god, go get a damn towel, son! and search carefully this time!- shinichiro went out, laughing. you viewed the scene amused and moments later, your eyes drifted to yua’s picture on the wall, you felt your soul clench, wondering if master kazo would still answer the same way. of course he would you thought, eternal is eternal

this time, shinichiro did find the towels. and you both cleaned the mess of water sputtering around, waiting for the cook to finish your meals while you chatted, catching up on your lives

-so you really are together since then, huh? i’m proud of you, lover boy-

-i told you i was going to marry her one day, didn’t i?-

-oh! did you guys already?- kazo instantly turned around, almost dropping the pan he was using

-i’m still working on it, but i’ll make sure you get the invitation soon- you suppressed a squeal. you haven’t spoken about this yet, how dare he just throw it out so suddenly?

-wha- you couldn’t even finish

-i’ll be patiently waiting then! nothing would make me happier- mr. okamoto interrupted you, leaving your head blank, as they always managed to

both creeps: 3 – you: 0 you’re out!

the food orders were the same, and with the first taste you took, you travelled ten years in the past. memory is such a graceful thing

kazo sent a glance at the both of you while you were eating, and he couldn’t help his eyes from watering

he saw the same slicked back dark haired kid with wet uniform covered in dirt, sitting with a lovely girl at his side, hair shorter than now and clothes just as messed as the boy’s ones, but the same smile that once brightened her features still present, dedicated just to him and his silly comments

-are you watching this, yua? we used to love like this- kazo mentally talked with the picture on the wall, looking tenderly at it. he didn’t get an answer, but he didn’t need to, he was certain

your relationship was like this since the beginning, unchanging. always coinciding in a world where only you and him existed, surrendering to each other’s feelings many times over. relieving significant moments of your intertwined lives, and at the same time, creating new ones with each arrival of a new day. discovering together a hundred and one different ways to fall more in love,

if possible

I LOVED THISSSSSS AAAAAA

guys just read this, i guarantee it's going to heal y'all dark souls

the way i can literally picture this asshole going kaboom💀kachaw💀 kskdksksk he so stupid i love him to pieces i want to cry

C. MATSUNO﹕୨ʚĭɞ୧﹕LAME DELINQUENT

“remember that i’ll wait for you, and will always be here to look after you, chifuyu.”

chifuyu matsuno x fem!reader.

in which chifuyu seeks your comfort while you treat his wounds from a fight he was in earlier. bonus scenario included. 1.6k words

themes. literal fluff and COMFORT. crack.

soundtrack. what once was!her’s

tagging. @mqnjiro @notsocoolnana as my hypeman <3

notes . . . finished this 2 weeks ago but at that time i haven't write the bonus scenario yet. hope you enjoy with this comfort cliche chifuyu fic i made :)

being one’s delinquent girlfriend was a challenging thing to do. at the very least, it was for you—chifuyu matsuno’s much-loved girlfriend.

dating a delinquent doesn't guarantee you'll be excellent at fighting anyhow, so 'challenging' doesn't entail you have to join him if he gets into a fight.

it’s actually the opposite of it.

'challenging' it's when you just have to meet him at your front door every time, and chifuyu has to greet you with the largest sheepish smile you've ever seen. when it comes to his condition, he pretends as though he is not guilty that they are covered in huge wounds, that his lips are bleeding from cuts, or that there is a dark purple bruise under his eye. he can't help himself; he can't help but laugh at you, as much as he doesn't want to. your reaction to it, no matter when gets him.

your boyfriend has a knack for steering the subject as if you aren't plainly concerned about his current situation. while strolling around your room like he was looking for something (although he wasn't, he simply wants to escape the impending scolding), he says, "oh it's nothing." it's nothing your ass, then why did you come to me in the first place if it's not about treating to your wounds—you wondered in the back of your mind.

woah! i didn’t remember this shoujo manga before here. is this new to your collection?

please chifuyu, just sit down and let me—

babe, isn’t this the standee you were talking about a few days ago?

oh my god chifuyu, please.

it'll take a good amount of time to shut him up and simply follow your order to sit on your bed. his hands formed a straight line in the opposite of his face, imagining like he was being detained by the police, he would respond alright, alright repeatedly as he gently sat on the bed.

chifuyu pondered for a while, waiting for you to finish whatever you were doing at the time. however, the boy will get up again and begin to trail you around the room. he kept an eye on you as you turned to face him.

'fuyu, why are you following me around? didn’t i tell you to sit so i can take after your wounds?

what are you doing?

chifuyu acts nonchalant about your words and the fact that you're going through your medical supplies to care for him. he hasn't let down his guard in the last 15 minutes since arriving here and still kept trying to divert your attention about him, but who wouldn't notice when your partner was battered half to death by someone else?

you had had enough of his antics, so you weren't shocked. although the tough attitude isn't necessary when you know perfectly well that the boy came to you for help with his fresh wounds, it still rubs on your nerves.

once he settled in with the situation—letting his guard down—he would be seemingly quiet. silence loomed over the both of you before you dared to speak something in front of him pertaining to his current affliction.

my view looks very awful here, you know.

ouch, your words hurts a bit, babe.

but which one hurts more? my words or your wounds i’m tending right now.

your ruthless rebuke caused him to clench his teeth. now, he can't deny your planned fuss over the next few minutes because that was the first thing you spoke following that extended pause.

chifuyu was 99 percent certain that you'd go into a series of never-ending ramblings about why he got into another fight; it was a regular thing you'd do anytime he got himself hurt. as for his answer, it is usually either toman-related stuff or someone annoyed me so i gave them a solid whipping but they turned out to be stronger and giggled afterwards. regardless of how absurd his arguments may sound, you accept them anyway.

both of you would be embracing every intimate moment as you cared for him, loving each other with a huge hug and a soft peck on the forehead after you'd finished taping the bandages into his skin. not to mention the complaints he'll hear from you.

he is aware of your complaints about his injury since you were concerned about him. chifuyu is never upset; on the contrary, he allows you to chastise him on a regular basis. even if you were constantly reprimanding him, he finds it adorable and it distracts him from the pain.

maybe chifuyu gets into fights on purpose simply to see you like this.

but he wasn't seeing it today.

you didn't chastise him while tending to his bruises, which was opposite to his expectations. he wants to question you about it, but he feels as though an invisible barrier is preventing him from doing so. is she, for once, really mad at me? no, she isn't. oh, she is. she's madder than usual.

babe, can you lift up your bangs for me?

one. chifuyu was absentmindedly spacing out.

babe? chifuyu?

two. he sees you wavering your hands in front of him but still, it wasn't able to shake him off.

matsuno chifuyu.

three. it was when you addressed him by his full name that he snapped out of his gaze.

“w-wait, okay, it’s my fault, i was pissed off from bunch of other thugs saying toman was some ratty gang. i knew they intentionally made fun toman to piss me off, i couldn’t help it and—“

the words sprang out of the boy's mouth like lightning. followed by exhalation and a brief break in his speech before continuing. "im, im sorry."

with that stated, he raises his look, locks onto your eyes, but then quickly shifts his focus to the bookcase across from you. chifuyu shouted it all out of frustration—it wasn't even directed at anyone—but he felt bad for really making you upset.

a quiet moment was created yet again, but this time you cracked it with a cackle. you laughed heartily as chifuyu looked at you with skepticism. what if he was overthinking things all along? however, this does not explain your silent treatment. or is this another snarky retort since you're still upset?

his imagination wandered to another round of dramatization.

even though he's in his own brain, he can still hear you chuckling in the back of his head. he has no idea why you are laughing right now. is it possible that this is a joke? an overly analytical joke on him would be unforgivable.

why are you laughing so loudly? is there anything funny here? and aren’t you mad at me?

he heard your giggles quieten after he asked you the question that has been on his mind for a long time now. it takes a great deal of guts to speak that out loud. you thought his anxiousness had simmered down? no. waiting for your response made him even more sweaty.

but why would i be mad?

then you cradled his face in your arms, his gaze returned to you. his nose is hurting from the alcohol odor emanating from your fingertips, but what's more interesting is the extremely odd response. this wasn't on the list of 10 replies he was anticipating.

because i got into a fight, again. didn’t you say you hate me getting into one?

though happy that you were not outraged, chifuyu still hasn't grasped the reality that you were not displeased with him. the way you used to scold him, you should be infuriated with him today—but you're not. that side of you that takes care of him when he's misbehaving, he wants to see more of.

i never said i’ll hate you for that.

apart from that, i doubt that you'd listen to me anyways, even if i told you not to get into fights. everything depends on what you want to do and it's not because i care nothing about it.

“i warned you about getting yourself injured for nearly one hundred times now but,” you said as your hands slid away from his cheeks and held his calloused hands securely—holding them tightly and locked your eyes into his with deep mesmerization, “but if you happen to get into one, just remember one thing.”

“remember that i’ll wait for you, and will always be here to look after you, chifuyu. aside from that, i like it when you knock my door in the middle of the night."

after that, no words were left unsaid. the whole time, chifuyu was thinking about all the things that were pointless in the first place, thinking about all the conceivable outcomes. you provided him with reassurance and comfort after all of his contemplation.

chifuyu promptly grabbed your arm in an embrace after feeling a burning in his eye. your boyfriend whispered under his breath, "man, im so lame..." tilting his head and hiding in the crook of your neck so that you wouldn't see the tears streaming down his cheeks. "because i got myself engaged again, and lost the fight when i expected to win, i felt you were furious, simply so i could be scolded again as usual."

you happen to enforce the cuddle. comforting him once again, "you're hilarious, 'fuyu." so you'd rather have me scold you for this?” the child did not respond, instead tilting his head so you could see his face. “right? i'm such a lame-ass that i expected you to annoy me and worried when you didn't.”

“yeah, you are one. you’re my really lame delinquent. and i love you for that.”

bonus little scenario !

"still, i don't think it's fair that i lost that fight. can you image me almost winning if i just punched that fool a couple times until he pass out? that motherfucker, on the other hand, opted to call his—AAAHH" when you decided to massage more alcohol into his wounds, making them sting even more, his words were cut short.

chifuyu abruptly stopped you from polishing his skin with another cotton that was moist from the alcohol. he gave the most adorable puppy eyes which meant please don't rub it again, it hurts like crap, have mercy on me. but did it prevent you from handing it to him? no.

"AAHHH, FUCK IT HURTS SO BAD, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?"

"you dramatic ass, you did this to yourself. i'm just treating the wounds that you got from the fight."

despite the dramatic vision of him screaming at the top of his lungs from the agony caused by the alcohol. chifuyu is still unable to shut the fuck up. really.

and you know? i went kaboom, kachaw on him! after 2 punches he went flying!

chifuyu, babe. stop moving your hands please, can you see im trying to plaster your upper arm now?

oh okay, sorry babe.

but he didn't stop the hand movements.

they went boom boom! paw paw! on me but i still managed to keep my composure and didn't—

for the love of god chifuyu, stop moving your hands or i'll pour alcohol on you again.

HEYYY! THAT'S NOT FAIR!

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Junji Ito x Odio 首吊り気球 (The Hanging Balloons)  c o l o r f u l from the collected stories (Shiver)