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between lines and lips. | reo mikage
slightly suggestive. reader can do palmistry and ... mind reading. reo is an absolute tease.
reo sputtered out a laugh, something between in amusement and disbelief. "you can read my…what?"
you huff, a deadpan expression on your face that leaves him supressing the urge to tease. "i can read the lines on your hand."
he pulls back a grin, one that is stupidly obvious to you that it takes him a second to breathe in, gently place his pen on the study table and indulge in your (silly) little antics. "hmm, really? you can do palmistry?"
you nod as if it's a matter of fact. you reach out for his hand without hesitation and reo opens his palm, watching as you examine the lines by tracing them with your fingers. your eyes flicker to every part, unaware of certain eyes that are set on you.
all the while he's there enjoying every second of it, his other hand rests against his chin, an eyebrow raised in question. he lets you have this, because then if he gets this chance of just spending his time admiring you in peace, then he wouldn't mind at all. it puts him in a daze for when his gaze lingers a little too long on your lips. he's staring at it right now, almost lost in it with the way a miniscule pout reveals itself to life.
it takes a lot more from him to simply gaze at it than take action, he wonders what it must to be to capture them with his, the thought spreads a faint ache of yearning in his chest.
and he wishes so bad that you didn't have to break the spell too soon, too soon as you clear your throat, the hint of surprise on his face is quite hard to miss.
"it says here…" the brilliance in your eyes is captivating, so is your voice thickly laced with playfulness, your teeth cutely peeking out. "you are an idiot, reo mikage."
he breaks into a snort. “tell me something i don’t know” your name on his lips, uttered in his lilting voice.
“It’s good that you’re self aware.” you grab an eraser, removing the error in your writing. subtle in your way of pretending that your heart hasn’t done somersaults yet. Subtle in ways but you’re actually just trying so hard not to show it, oh you won’t hear the end of it from him if he knew.
"can you do mind reading too?"
your movments came to an abrupt stop, the way you look at him (incredulous and at a loss for words) would have anyone shy away and rub their necks and cut it off with "kidding!". but this is /reo/, he does not back down, no matter how ridiculous things are. he leans in and—for a moment you thought he was going to kiss you—rests his chin on his hand and remained silent.
"i…" you try to speak, although it astonishes you how small your voice is, your mouth opens but closes a few times like a fish out of breath.
and then you glare. who the hell does he think he is?
"i do." you say it with conviction.
(…or have you?). "go for it then." his eyes never wandering off from you, as if to lock you in place. "i'll give you a whole pack of matcha kitkats later if you get this right."
you spit strings of curses within. this isn't a joke anymore.
"okay well-"
"take your time."
you sucked a breath.
unbelievable. your head attempts to snatch at least a clue or two of what might possibly be plaguing his mind as of the moment. you hear a car faintly roaring in the distance, quick as it comes and goes. you blink, he doesn't. you swear his smile will be the death of you, it is actively killing you to the point that you had to gulp down as you let yourself slip into glancing at his lips—as quick as it goes—just like the vehicle that passed by.
"is it…" you couldn't catch up to what you're saying. your mouth having a mind of its own. "…me?"
he leans dangerously close, his stare devouring you whole. "yes. you. and?"
"…and?"
his gaze drops down almost immediately towards your…well…
you match his action, whispering, heart hammering in your chest. "reo, just do it"
"do what?" a breathless chuckle, it's too much for you
"god you're—"
without finishing your sentence, his lips had crashed yours in a rush, it tastes sweet, frustratingly yet addictively so. reo had been mean, that much he knows, so he makes up for it now in this quiet moment. he pulls you closer, one hand cradling your head and the other on your chin. 'yes, i'm insufferable' it almost seemed like a compliment for him, and he feels incredibly greedy. ‘tell me i am, tell me you hate me, tell me you can't stand my presence and yet look like you don't want to be anywhere but near me.’
at some point your hands searched for the nape of his neck, desperate to close the remaining distance, the warmth of bodies intoxicating you. and his lips, soft against yours, are a stark contrast to the way he roughly holds you, with every bated breath every time you pull away. as he pants and eye you hungrily, you soon come to realize he's been yearning for this just as much as you do.
the kiss lingers in the air, leaving both of you breathless and wide-eyed. reo's eyes, once filled with a mischievous glint, now hold a fervent desire. As he pulls away, a smug grin plays on his lips, and you're left staring at him in a mix of surprise and confusion.
"matcha kitkats, well-earned," he mutters, still close enough that you can feel the warmth of his breath against your lips. you bite your lips in anticipation.
"are you always this insufferable?" you quip, trying to regain some composure.
he chuckles, a low and satisfying. "only for you."
reo leans in again, not for another kiss, but to whisper in your ear.
"mind reading is a dangerous game, isn't it?"
His voice tickles your ears, you're sure your face is entirely red by now, you find yourself nodding in agreement.
you both exchange glances, it seemed as if you truly had the ability to read reo's mind, because the longer you held your gaze, the more you knew what he's trying to tell you, and you know your silence screams you share the same thought.
"maybe I should leave the mind reading to you," reo suggests while brushing his thumb against your cheeks, "and focus on more… tangible activities."
it's all clear to you, and a flush of warmth spreads across your cheeks. the promise of a pack of matcha kitkats suddenly feels insignificant compared to the uncharted territory that lies ahead.
"won't you tell me, dear reo, what're these tangible activities that you speak of?"
notes. HOO lord im done JHAJAKWJQJAS I LOVE REO SM i'll be cosplaying him at this convention tmrw im very nervous cos my best friend (whos supposed to be my nagi) couldn't go + i'll be meeting my blue lock cosgroup i barely know anyone there aaaaaaaa ;-;
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HES SO CUTE ☹️☹️
Hihi another request from me!! I saw Reo is your favourite, so I thought I'd request something with him!
You know how Reo got bored of presents because he always got what he asked for from his parents? What if his s/o gives him a handmade present, and it's the first handmade one he ever received, so it's very special to him and it's the first present that makes him feel so loved in a very long time!!
✦ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒
Pairing(s): Reo Mikage x gn!reader
Warning(s): Profanity, aka swearing.
Author Note: I finally finished writing this fic🎉🎉
It's no secret that Reo likes giving gifts, especially when it's for his s/o. There would be times when you would feel bad by how much money he would spend on a gift for you. 'Just the best for my love♡,' a common phrase you would hear from him.
Now, it's your time to gift him something! Well, it's hard to buy him a gift since he could buy almost anything - plus there were times when he would try to pay you back for the gifts.
He won't let you pay for the bill whenever you two went out - which led you fighting to pay the bill with your lovely boyfriend. The two of you try to one up each other like paying the bill, giving gift and etc. You even calculated the 'score', and it resulted in a tie.
So you're very determined to gift Reo something he would treasure his whole life! Then, an idea came into your head - why not make him a handmade gift? He wouldn't be able to pay you back with money, nor buy it somewhere - making it very special.
The thought of that got you riled up and excited, which caught the interest of your boyfriend.
"Hmm? Did something happened love?" The fact you got startled by his voice made him even more curious. "No- it's uh nothing..?" You tried to lie... but considering the look on Reo face- he didn't seem convinced at all.
"Hmm, something tells me that I don't believe you-" "Bitc- you never believe me either way," you quickly defended yourself - pointing your index finger to your lover accusingly.
"Touché"
He didn't even try to refute what you said, making you want to throw hands at him. However, you didn't since you love him too much to do that. Well actually there's this one time... but that was before you two started dating, so that doesn't count.
After he left you alone, you started brainstorming what to give him. Bake him something? Nah, he might find you baking something, and the surprise will be ruined. Maybe a peom? Hmm, that sounds too cheesy. One after another idea, you couldn't find what to make for Reo.
You almost gave up hoped until an acquaintance to give you an idea. They love crocheting and started teaching it to other people.
Honestly, you thought it was easy and felt like you mastered crocheting until the world had to humble your ass and everything went turned downhill. You wanted to quit so bad, but you had to remind yourself that this is for Reo.
After the days of suffering, counting each stitch and restarting because you've lost count - you finally completed it. You wanted to thank them so much for helping you out, but they only wanted a few yarns for compensation.
It wasn't much despite how long it took to make it... you couldn't wait to see Reo reaction.
The next day, you invited Reo to your house, texting him that you wanted to show him something.
You calmed yourself - making sure everything was perfect. As soon as you heard the door ring, you dashed towards the door and instantly open the door.
"Looks like someone excited," Reo chuckled. You never got tired from his laughs - it sounds so heavenly to the point that it's addicting.
"Sooo- what d'ya wanna show me love?" Reo looked around your house, seeing if anything changed. "You have to close your eyes first!" You exclaimed, pushing him toward the couch for him to sit.
"Fine..." He reluctantly agreed, closing eyes and putting his hand over it.
He could feel something placed on his lap, it's wasn't heavy, which made it harder to guess what it it. "Okok- you can look now!!"
His eyes were drawn to the bouquet of flowers, but when he looked closer, he saw that it was crocheted. There were different types of flowers too! An arrangement of white and lavender roses accompanied by tulips and daisies.
A crocheted lion plush was tucked next to the bouquet - it wasn't large, but it was huggable, which is all Reo cares about right now. "Lion is your favorite animal, isn't it? Y'know that shit took so long to make," you ruffled his purple hair, "Buuutttt- since it's for my beloved, it's worth the time and effort."
You were going to say something, but you instantly forgot everything when you heard Reo crying. "SHi- did I accidently hurt yer head?! or maybe uh-"
Reo didn't respond, but you can see how tightly he was hugging his present. "I will get a tissu-" Suddenly there was a hand preventing you from leaving, "hm? Is there something wron-?!"
You feel him embrace you, hugging you so tightly, not wanting to let you go.
“[Name]- thank you...,” You could feel his tears getting your clothes wet, his voice trembling - trying his best to say something. A smile approached your face as you hugged him back, “Your welcome, Mi chan.”
Mi chan, an old nickname you gave him before you two started dating, he always hated how cute it sounded back then. But for once, it felt so nice to hear it again.
“Your such a big baby Mi chan- but yer my big baby~”
A giggle ecaspe your mouth as you console your boyfriend. Upon hearing you giggle, he couldn't help but smile. "I love you so much," your lover tried hiding his blushed face by covering it on your shoulder, "Sometimes I wonder how I managed to end up with someone amazing as you..."
"You're such a sap, y'know~" You commented, "but that's what I love about you♡."
✦ Bonus:
"Thank you for the gift," Reo smiled, "it must've taken a long time to crochet all of that - I slightly feel guilty..."
"For what? I did it just for ya, so it was worth it," you rejoiced, putting a hand on his shoulder. At first, he felt all lovely dovey until you whispered something.
"Also, FYI- I won," he didn't understand what you meant by that, but it took him a few more seconds to realise.
He started walking to your room, leaving you on the couch alone.
"Iwasjustkidding..MI CHAN! WAIT- LOVE?? MY BELOVED!!"
You tried to call your lover with many nicknames but with no avail.
"Also- you're sleeping on the couch."
"HUH?! WAIT, THIS IS MY HOUSE!!"
The way Reo turned to look at you with a scary glare that could rival any mother made you step back and lift up your hand in defeat. "Haha... I love you, darling♡."
It seems like you're going to sleep on the couch today...
Author note: I love writing bonus parts whenever I write fanfics.😌
ding!
. . . mikage reo. welcome home.
note. @etoiile, clingy reo <33
“reo.”
no response.
“reo.”
still nothing.
“reo, i can’t breathe.”
the only thing you got in return from reo was a slight whine of a noise, but no effort was made to even let up on his hug on you. you sigh, a small amused chuckle escaping your lips after.
you barely even made it inside of your home when your loving boyfriend came barreling down the stairs and immediately tackled you on the floor for a hug. now, usually you didn’t mind his antics, you loved it, and this really takes the icing on top of your cupcake.
“still can’t breathe, love,” you wheeze. “can we take this on the couch, at least? as much as hugging on the floor is cute, it’s not sanitary and the surface is cold.”
“later, please, just a bit more,” he says in a pleading tone.
there’s nowhere to retaliate when he’s giving you that expression as if you just abandoned him on the side of the road with nowhere to go, not when he’s pressing soft kisses on your lips, your cheek, and your neck; all actions to showcase his undying love for you through simple, fleeting touches.
“welcome home, love.”
you smile once you’re on your feet, returning his hug properly without having all of his weight on top of you this time.
“i’m home.”
you’re home because reo’s home, too.
noomon © 2023. do not copy, modify, or translate my work.
guys you're so funny
forever
pairing: mikage reo x gn reader content: fluff to angst wc: 0.9k event: @https-true-egoist's 'love me not' valentines collab
You woke up to darkness. Various thoughts scrambled around in your head. They were in a rush, as if they'd woken up late, and they kept bumping into each other in the process.
When they finally came together, they reminded you of the delightful day you'd had yesterday.
You sprang up in excitement, then immediately laid back down, your giddiness and racing heart making you dizzy.
You shot Reo a quick good morning text, telling him you'd be opening his gifts soon.
Throughout your relationship, Reo had shown he was the type of partner to go all out. From buying you presents, cooking for you, helping you clean, and consoling you when you felt down; he'd been there for you in every way he could. He promised he would forever.
You didn't believe him at first. Nothing lasts forever. Maybe you'd be together for a long, long time, but forever? It was incomprehensible, like infinity. How could he promise you something that couldn't be understood?
But Reo turned it into something you could grasp. Like your favourite teacher would, he explained it at a pace suited for you, paying attention to your reactions and slowing down when he thought you needed some time to process.
'forever'
You started to see it as a beautiful concept. You even began to believe you and Reo would last that long, however long it may be.
It seemed everything he did only solidified that belief.
Yesterday, for Valentine's Day, Reo had snuck into your apartment to make you breakfast. He cooked up your favourite dish and served you with a dazzling smile, telling you to get ready for a day you'd never forget.
He drove you around town, calling it a drive down memory lane. You went from place to place, reminiscing and gathering memorabilia of previous dates. He'd put all the gifts in a woven basket and asked you to open it the next day.
Your favourite gift was the teddy bear. Reo had insisted it be the opposite of the one you two had made together—green instead of red, with a matching bow tie around its neck.
A warmth spread from your chest at the sight of the gift basket, covered in translucent pink plastic and decorated with hearts and ribbons. You grabbed it and sat down, plastic crinkling as you pulled it off, allowing a card to fall to the floor. A flap on its back piqued your interest.
"Goodbye," written in a beautiful calligraphic script.
Goodbye?
A nervous laugh slipped past your lips. What did he mean by 'goodbye'?
As you stared at the word, your confusion slowly melted into an uncomfortable panicky feeling.
You turned over the card, scanning over the "Happy Valentine's Day" on the cover and Reo's scrunched-up script inside. He'd tried to fit a lot within two pages, and it all seemed like compliments.
The goodbye must've been a joke, you convinced yourself.
You took a deep breath and started slowly reading from the beginning. Reo had written about his favourite memories with you, the habits you had that made him smile, the times you'd taken care of him when he hadn't been well and that he appreciated everything you did for him.
As you neared the end of the card, you let out a sigh of relief. Yeah, the goodbye must've been a joke.
Your mind half-soothed, you read through the rest. But as you came upon the last few lines, your heart dropped.
I'm sorry.
I loved you.
And on the back, hidden behind the flap you'd opened too early, goodbye.
How long? was the first question to pop into your head. How long had he been pretending? He loved you, past tense.
He'd loved you and he'd left you.
He'd left you with so many gifts to remind you of him. Did he realise how much that would hurt? Did he realise he was stabbing you in the back, then twisting the knife?
Your mind and your heart raced, jostling with each other, trying to figure out what you were feeling, trying to figure out some sort of logic to your situation.
You grabbed for your phone, wanting to text Reo, though you had no idea what you would say. With shaky hands, you typed out a message asking if you could talk.
Message not delivered
Your stomach churned.
Exiting your texts only made you feel worse.
Reo stared back at you from your home screen, wearing a sweater you'd gifted him. It looked great on him, but the word scrawled across the front dug claws into your heart.
'forever'
Where had those promises gone? What did Reo suddenly not like anymore? He was the one who'd made those promises. He was the one who'd worked so hard to have you believe him.
Tears rolled down your cheeks onto your phone screen. You had to fight the urge to throw the damn thing to the floor.
Reo's laugh mocked you, the word on his sweater making it all the more painful. They taunted you together, first from your screen and later that evening, when your tears had slowed.
A package arrived at your door. It contained everything you'd left at Reo's place, with the sweater placed on top.
'forever'
It meant nothing to you.
a/n: happy valentine's day!
Can you do scenario for Chigiri, Rin and Reo with a soccer player crush?
soccer fanatic pt.1 (bllk) !
pspsps ignore how long this took me to get to, i kept letting it rot in my drafts </3
features: hyoma c. rin i. reo m.
contents: reader is a footballer. reader is famous. lots of fanboying. unlike my other works, the last quote is from the reader. 0.8k
hyoma chigiri would imitate your style, specifically speed.
you were a speed-type midfielder, which was generally rare. you paved the path for your strikers yourself rather than letting them fight their way: in your eyes, that was your responsibility.
hyoma chigiri admired your physical and mental speed on the field. your legs allowed you to soar from one half to the other, running through players before they could react. your mind surged even faster than the body that allowed you to zip across the field, changing course at the slightest change.
right behind sae itoshi, you were the second best midfielder in the international scale. yet, you refused to join the new generation world eleven
chigiri watched you like you were the sun, the brightest star on the field. every game he would try to go to, so when he had finally met you in a blue lock training exercise, he knew he had to get noticed.
his legs carried him true and swift through the defense as he sliced through the air to punch the ball into the top right corner of the net before the goalie could react. all right after kickoff.
he couldn't help the huffs the escaped between his lips as he saw you come up to him with that egoist smile on your face. you looked at him like a child hoping to steal a toy from their sibling.
"you are my ideal striker, hyoma chigiri, we are cut of the same cloth."
rin itoshi would view you as the pinnacle of soccer.
as a striker, there was no doubt you were superior. contesting noel noa for the past two years of your pro career was an impressive feat. it was the feat that had rin itoshi analyzing every single one of your games.
back when you were still in the middle school leagues, rin had seen his first game that you were in. you were a grade younger than sae, allowing rin a perfect in.
you and sae would practice together sometimes, while rin observed you from the sidelines. when rin had first started playing soccer, the two players he channeled were: sae itoshi and y/n l/n.
when the taste of sae's plays soured on his tongues, yours grew sweeter. so here he sits, in the dark while his team sleeps next to him; face illuminated by the light of his phone.
their match against the world five was in less than twenty-four hours, but he could not help but watch your plays from yesterday's game. he needed inspiration for tomorrow.
so when he sunk his first goal in against the world five and your voice rang through the speakers, his heart was in his throat. he saw you on the sidelines with a mic in your hand, smiling so sweetly at him. sweeter than the taste of your plays every could be.
"still chasin' me rinnie? don't let my shadow blind ya!"
reo mikage would copy your game play.
reo mikage got everything he wanted since the moment he was born. so when he grew admiration of you, vip tickets to your games were easy. he went to every game of yours before he entered blue lock.
what he didn't know was that you were aware of him, not just disregarding him as a blip on your radar. at every game there was always a purple boy in the seat closest to the field, it would be hard not to notice; especially as a midfielder.
so when he didn't come to one game, you pulled some strings to get his name. turns out reo mikage played soccer as well, in blue lock no less.
so you came to watch a game, under the tense of it being a training exercise: but you really wanted to check in on your number one fan.
he was as impressive on field as you expected, but when you caught a familiar tick of his foot under a pass, sending it especially long and steady, it had you grinning.
you noticed more and more of you signature little quirks that allowed your play style, things that even people on the field with you wouldn't notice.
at the end of the match, you couldn't help but pay him a little extra attention. he was just trying so hard to stay loyal to you, that your ego swelled. you wanted your techniques to not just be copies for him, but rather his own weapons as well. you were willing to share custody of all your signatures with him.
"impressive dupe, rich boy, want a taste of the real thing?"
okkotsuus 23
Reo shoe photos.. a very important genre to me
Just got a deja vu of when i used random people's facebook photos as discord face reveals and everyone there believed me
— 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐓 | Reo Mikage
𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒: 4.9k (4964)
𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄: fluff / angst
𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓: dreams that always seemed achievable don't always remain so. pro!player Reo Mikage, adult AU. mention of death, guns, suicide (not described and not heavy to read)
The air is tense, the whole stadium doesn't even dare to breathe. The few who speak do so to pray, pray that that damned goal enters the net and thus marks the team's victory. The most audible noise is that of football boots running on the green lawn, and of the hits the ball receives in the shooting area. Everyone trembles, even the security or cleaning workers who stopped only to witness the possible victory or defeat
The ball flies into the air, a member of the enemy team tries to catch it but it is promptly passed back by a teammate. Even the smallest second counts in matters like these, so all enemy defenders try to regain possession of the ball as quickly as possible. It's a matter of less than a second when someone emerges from midfield, shoes tightly tightened and a blue uniform dressed with honour
With a sharp kick, the ball ends up in the net without even giving the goalkeeper the chance to realize which direction it is coming from
The stadium explodes, the screams become even too loud for the human ear to bear. The winning team cries, everyone throws themselves on the person who kicked the winning goal: Reo Mikage, Japan striker and soon to be your future husband
You join in the screams, and the tears you had contained until then pour out like a raging river. Sitting in the stands dedicated to the players' families, you hug the jacket with the visible writing "Mikage #1 Fan" that you had taken off due to the heat. You look up at the field again and find your boyfriend's soft eyes staring at you: he looks at you in a special way, but with a look that is much more proud than any other time. His irises scream "Did you see? You're happy? Are you proud?" and you can't help but let out a nervous laugh as you wipe away your tears
From the large screen placed in front of you, Reo's goal is broadcast again, and immediately afterwards, a recording of your reaction is accompanied. You die of embarrassment, but after years of being his girlfriend you're used to things like this. While the cameras are still filming you and the screams are continuing, you come down from the stands quickly putting on your jacket; you jump the steps that separate you from the pitch and even before you get close to the net you find yourself in the arms of Reo, who has escaped from his teammates to run to you
You hold him tightly to you, while he surrounds your waist with his body now all wet with sweat. The purple hair plastered to his forehead and his still slightly short breath make him so damn cute that you're surprised not to find any small or hidden imperfections in him. Even after being engaded to him for 10 years, every day you fall in love with Reo Mikage again
"You were very good" you whisper, remaining hugged to him, feeling his body trembling with emotion "Really very good" you say, breaking away from his embrace, while he holds you close to him, placing his hands on your hips. You dry your tears laughing, but he moves your hand away and with a thumb he wipes away the last tears at the edge of your eyes "It's thanks to you. Knowing that you were here only gave me determination" he says, wiping away the last tear, to then place a sweet kiss on your forehead
"REOOOOOO" shouts one of his teammates, who motions for him to come to the center of the field where they are opening some sparkling wines. You laugh at the emotional faces of his colleagues, however you notice a bit of dissent on his face "What's bothering you now?" you ask, and he pulls you into another hug "I want to stay here with you" he sighs, and even though you want this too, you know he has to celebrate because he won a really important match "Don't worry. I'll wait for you here" you say caressing him sweaty hair, and even though he doesn't seem to agree, he accepts. You break away from the hug, but before you can even turn around he pulls you by the wrist and, placing his hand halfway down your back, kisses you. The stadium erupts into another roar, and the image of the hottest couple of the moment is broadcast on the arena's big screen
You place your free hands on his cheeks, smiling as he presses his lips to yours. He breaks away shortly after and without saying a word, he runs away with his teammate. You remain enchanted by the kiss for a few more seconds, but you immediately compose yourself, and with a feeling of lightness, you step aside a little. You enjoy his happiness from afar, the emotion that lives in him as he lifts the cup while he is at the center of his team, who celebrate him like never before. Today's match was particularly complicated, fortunately ending with a 6-5 after almost the entire second half of the game was characterized by yellow cards. Today's match brings home an old trophy that Japan hadn't won for 27 years, but thanks to your boyfriend, can once again say it's Japanese property
The players enjoy moments of happiness after 90 minutes, including 2 extra minutes, of pure agony. Immediately someone is picked up by journalists for the usual interviews, but a large part rushes towards Reo with microphones and cameras ready to record his words. You understand that at the moment you can't be with him because he will surely have to have some interviews, so you decide to take his bag from the side of the field and stand at the end of the crowd of journalists, who otherwise will crush you
"Anxious?" asks a voice you recognize well "Enough. You? You just won a game, Nagi" you say turning, where you find your boyfriend's best friend, who seems to have escaped from the journalists "Nothing overly exciting. I just sweated more than expected" he says doing a few close to you, taking Mikage's bag "I'll bring it to him when we go to the locker room, don't worry" he says, knowing you can't say no "Thank you, and above all... you were very good too" you say crossing arms, finally with free hands. The boy shrugs, then continues straight where a line of journalists begins to follow him. You giggle at the scene, and before you can notice, Reo steps forward into the crowd of reporters only to pull you by the wrist and make you come with him “What do you want to do?” you ask entering the crowd of people, who however let you pass quite a bit "My wife can participate in the interviews, right?" he says giving you a determined look, and your heart skips a beat at that moment
Reo had proposed to you about six months ago, and at the end of this month, you would have become husband and wife. You had been together since he was 19 and you were 18, having met thanks to Ego's strange experiment: you worked as Anri's assistant, and more than a few times you had happened to sneak from the control room to some training camp. You once came across a former teammate of his in training, who, seeing a woman after months of "prisoner" inside the Blue Lock, had had a rather excessive reaction. Hearing your screams as you ran into the training field while escaping from the boy who proclaimed a kiss, someone had decided to check what was happening: that someone was Reo
Reo had more or less calmed down his teammate, giving you the option to lock yourself in one of the locker rooms for protection. Once the boy left, Mikage came to the locker room to check on your condition and, despite knowing that it was not legal for you to be there, he asked Anri and Ego to have you checked by a doctor to make sure that you were okay. That was your first meeting 11 years ago, and throughout his stay at the Blue Lock facility, you communicated through letters you hid in the cafeteria. Knowing that you certainly couldn't meet him, you had hidden a letter of thanks in the tray that you knew would end up with him. A few days later, while cleaning the cafeteria under Anri's orders, you found a reply letter from him, hidden in the empty rice bowl. You had sent a letter again, hiding it in the tray, and he had replied to you again. This has been your method of communication for over two years, until his exit by elimination
From the first letter, you had started rooting for him in every match, and maybe for you it was even love at first sight. Reo was one of the last to leave the Blue Lock, but he was practically immediately taken into an equally strong Japan team, and then with a bit of luck, he still managed to join the official Japan team at the end. As soon as he left the facility, you introduced yourself to him, and after not even a few months of knowing each other, he was actually the one who asked you to be his girlfriend. You had been together for 10 years now and every day you were grateful that you had the chance to be with such a fabulous guy. You had met his parents almost immediately, and you were quite surprised to find out about his family's heritage, which Reo didn't show off out
Together, you arrive in front of the journalist's cameras, who welcomes both of you with a light smile. "What were we saying?" says the boy, holding you close, putting his arm around your shoulders "Oh, we were talking about the match. The goal was decisive for the team's victory, and the fact that it was scored by you, who at the moment is one of the most loved and followed, it makes the fans crazy about you" says the man holding the microphone "Even for me it is unthinkable to have made the winning move for such an important match, but I had already thought of having to do it today to dedicate it to her. The goal is for Japan, but above all for my wife" he says in one breath, and the cameras get closer and closer. The journalist bursts into genuine laughter, while your cheeks get a little redder at his words "Prove your power to your wife, huh? But if I'm not mistaken, your wedding is still a few days away" says the man, and Reo nods "The wedding will be on the 28th of this month, but I have considered Y/n my wife for a long time already. The wedding is just an excuse to see her in the white dress" he says jokingly, and everyone bursts in a laugh, including you "I understand. So we can already call you Y/n Mikage, miss?" the man says, shifting his attention to you "Oh, if you want to, do it. It pleases me enormously" you nod, and Reo kisses your hair delicately, and you can already imagine the myriad of edits you will see when scrolling through Tiktok or Instagram of this scene
"Well, I don't know what else to say other than to congratulate you on your upcoming wedding. Are there any other plans in mind, work or personal?" the journalist asks, and at the same moment you and Reo turn to look at each other, a little thoughtful "Work... I think I'll continue with the Japanese team, I struggled to get into the team and above all I can't abandon my best friend and the other teammates alone... personal, in addition to marriage..." Reo says not really wanting to answer the question "We will have a family. We would like to have two or three children" you say answering the question. You know well that Reo didn't want to answer because neither of you had decided to tell the world, because you had talked about the 'children' issue relatively recently but you both agreed with the idea of having them immediately after marriage "What she said" Reo says sighing, but with a smile on his face
The journalist nods, thanks for the time dedicated and leaves room for others, who would only like to have the same answers you gave to the man "Can you do me a favor? Can you waiting for me in front of the locker room? I should take a while and I know you won't particularly love answering the questions they ask you" he says while another journalist positions himself in front of you, with the microphone ready "Sure, see you there" you say, stepping aside, and you mentally thank him since sooner or later some journalist will ask you he would ask some strange question, as has already happened in some interviews where you appeared at the request of the television stations
Once you arrive at the door, you wait there for about twenty minutes. Some teammates start to enter, greeting you because they know you anyway. Nagi arrives after a while, with Reo's bag "He's still finishing the interviews, he told me it will take a while longer. Do you need a ride home?" the boy asks before entering the locker room "I want to wait for him, maybe I'll sit in the stadium cafeteria" you say shaking your hand, greeting him. Nagi nods and enters the room, and soon after, the rest of the players leave, and you hear them talking about a certain dinner
About another hour passes before you see Reo pop into the hallway. “Still here?” he asks, seeing you from afar, motioning for you to enter the locker room with him because he's the only one who still has to change "I waited" you say nodding, sitting on the central bench of the room, while your boyfriend opens his locker "It was more tiring answering everyone's questions rather than winning the game..." he says sighing, taking off his player t-shirt filled of sweat "I suspected it. Did they ask you any particular questions?" you ask as you see him grab a change of underwear, before also taking off his shorts and his underwear; although naked, you've seen him so many times that you're no longer surprised "Oh, one about marriage. They asked me if I forced you to marry me just to maintain a homosexual relationship with Nagi" he says rolling his eyes, entering the showers of the changing room. You burst out laughing at his answer, trying to avoid the tears caused by laughter "With Nagi? You should collaborate less on the field, then" you say passing him the bubble bath
"Ugh, don't make me think. When they asked me that question I didn't know whether to slap the reporter or not. Hell, I'm getting married in less than two weeks!" he says annoyed, pointing to the shampoo "These are questions made specifically to create hype, don't worry" you say passing him the shampoo, which he passes through his purple hair "Tired?" you ask, seeing him wash himself. “A little. But I think I have plans tonight, or rather, we have” he says, water splashing on him "What do you mean?” you ask in surprise "The team was talking about a possible dinner at a restaurant to celebrate the victory. Players and girlfriends included" he says turning off the shower jet on his hair to rinse it "Oh! I understand, some of them were talking about it when they came out of the locker room" you say remembering the boys who were talking about it earlier "I would like not to go and spend the evening at home, possibly in bed, but my father finances that restaurant... I think we have to go" he says sighing, wrapping a towel around his waist before getting out of the shower
"Okay. Do you know what time?" you ask crossing your legs “I think 10pm” you say as he dries himself off grabbing another towel. Reo puts on his underwear, his hair still a little wet and his chest clean and smelling good. You smile at him, motioning for him to sit on the bench "Rest a bit. I'll take care of the hair" you say, getting up, taking the hairdryer from the locker room, which you pass through your boyfriend's hair as soon as it's turned on. Reo relaxes as you run your hand through his hair, the warm air drying it quickly and making the room slightly warmer. You comb them delicately, and then put them in the little ponytail that he usually always wear
"Thank you" he says when he sees through the mirror of the room that you have done "You're welcome!" you say, leaving a kiss on his cheek. Before you can even break the closeness, he places his arm around your waist, holding you close to him; you place your hands on his bare chest and feel him relax a little as he hugs you "I can't wait for the wedding day" he whispers close to your ear, tightening his grip "The idea of seeing you shine in your wedding dress, I can't get her out of my head. I've always been annoyed by crying in front of others but I think that day I'll care less than nothing" he says, leaving a few kisses on your neck, not in a lustful way, but rather in an affectionate way. You wrap your hands around his neck and let your bodies touch "Bride of the Mikage heir... I'll take your surname too, how strange" you say resting your forehead on his shoulder, with his chest heaving he lowers and raises slowly "Y/n Mikage. I could die, once everything is official" the boy says, and a small laugh spontaneously escapes your lips "And yet it will happen soon. What we have been planning since we got together so many years ago is about to happen" you say enjoying the contact with your future husband. This time Reo is the one chuckling, as he breaks away for a few moments just to look at your face "I may not be the strongest attacker in the world, but I think I won in another way" he says, and you look at him fascinated, affectionately throwing him a cheek "You are also the strongest striker in the world!" you say scolding him ironically, and both of you can't help but laugh
A few hours pass before you both find yourself at the entrance of the luxurious restaurant, chosen by the team coach. You shine in your long pearly white dress, adorned with a fur of the same color. Arm in arm with you is obviously Reo, who instead opted for a black suit. A crowd of photographers and more journalists fills the sides of the restaurant avenue, creating a crowd with also several fans. Reo greets everyone and more than a few people ask for his autograph, which he signs extremely quickly. Some fans greet you too, and you happily return the greeting: fortunately, Reo's fanbase loves you, or rather, loves your couple. You are trending on any app due to the news of the wedding, and every day you are happy to see the positive comments on social media under the posts dedicated to Reo's career, to you, or to your couple
The restaurant is one you already know because of Mikage's father, who let you dine in there, knowing the owner, for some dates or family reunion that you also attended. An entire room, larger than the house you used to live in before living with Reo, was taken over solely to hold all the players and their partners. You know some of the girlfriends of Reo's other colleagues, that you greet with a wave of the hand or by talking to those with you have familiar. Everyone present sits at the seats placed along the entire table, and you end up between Reo's seat and that of Honna, a girl wherewith you have a good relationship
The dinner proceeds peacefully, filled with the various toasts that the table makes for the team's upcoming victories. One topic that often comes up is your marriage, and both you and Reo are a little embarrassed to have to answer all the questions, but you know that people ask them with good intentions and not with malice
The evening drags on, and it's already past one in the morning when, by chance, you see some waiters passing by your table with some security guards. You're a little perplexed, and Reo seems to notice. "Did something happen?" he asks, leaning towards you a little more "I don't know. It's strange that some security guards passed..." you say thoughtfully, seeing how some of them have just closed the door of the room where you are. Reo turns around, also noticing the strange movement "I noticed" he says, returning to look at the movement near the door "Wait here" he says, and then asks Nagi and another teammate to get up with him. You watch him get up with the two boys, and with a slow pace they approach the door, where a couple of waiters have positioned themselves. You try to reassure yourself that it's just your stupid paranoia, so you calmly go back to the topic you were talking about with Honna. You spend more than 5 minutes talking, but Reo doesn't seem to come back: you turn around and he's still talking to the waiters, but why doesn't he come back? What are they talking about that makes the waiter seem so worried?
You apologize to Honna and get up, walking towards your boyfriend. The closer you get, the more you hear words you don't like, but you think they've simply changed the topic. You come up behind Reo, and gently tug at his jacket sleeve to get his attention "Hey" you say, and he turns around; his face looks very worried "Is something happening?" you ask. The boy looks down, sighing as he runs a hand through his hair "There's some problem outside the restaurant, some fans of the opposing team are making a mess..." he says, biting his lips. You look at him a little perplexed "Is it serious? You seem worried" you ask "The police are coming because they suspect he has a weapon, but it wouldn't be anything serious. He can't enter the restaurant with all that security" he says trying to smile, but you understand that he's only doing it so you don't worry "Reo, shouldn't we be leaving? We ask to leave through the back door of the kitchen..." you ask, resting your head against his shoulder, and he wraps his arms around your waist "Don't worry. It's nothing serious, really" he says kissing your forehead
Back at the table, however, your mind is a tangle of thoughts. In a remote corner of your mind, you think that the man's goal is Reo himself: after all, he kicked the decisive and victorious goal, and thanks to him if the enemy team lost. You tell yourself that these are useless worries, but you can't calm down. The dinner continues as if it were nothing, and no one has warned of the man's presence, probably kept secret from the team so as not to trigger unnecessary alarms. You sigh continuously and play nervously with the fabric of the tablecloth, trying to appear calm when you're not even a little. "Darling" he says suddenly grabbing your hand, massaging the palm gently "If you're not calm, let's go. I ask to get a taxi to pass as soon as possible and let's go home" he says as he continues to massage your hand, getting down on the thigh. You nod, and while Reo apologizes to the others for leaving so suddenly, you put your fur coat back on
He takes your wrist loosely, guiding you towards the exit where you know he'll ask to go through the kitchens. You breathe a sigh of relief knowing you're finally leaving, but you hear a window glass shatter. The whole room including you turns towards the main noise, where, scattered between the glass, a man is lying curled up on the floor
Many players and partners stand up, and you feel Reo's grip pushing you a little further behind him, behind his back. Everyone observes the man with a few pieces of glass stuck in his skin, and some waiter rushes towards the unknown person, and before anyone even realizes it, a gun is noticed hidden between his trousers and shirt
“Fuck" Reo says, placing a hand on your head to pull you down. Your breath catches in your throat when you see the weapon, pulling your boyfriend as far as you can under the shelter of a vase “Oh my god” you say panicked, starting to tremble. The man moves all the waiters who go against him, and more than a slight glance at the other players, his attention is completely captured by Reo. The emblem clearly visible on the man's shirt is that of the team that lost today
"Please, hide yourself better near the vase" you say again behind his back, but Reo only dismisses you by keeping an arm around you, keeping you firmly covered "Don't move" he orders you as he tries to hide you. The trembling is also joined by tears, which fall silently due to panic "Reo please listen to me, hide" you say practically begging him, but he doesn't seem to give in "Don't worry, put yourself here" he says, forcing you under the protection of vase. You hold his arm close to you, crying into it “I'm fine" he says, turning away for a second, but it doesn't take long before his body jolts suddenly
A little further away, the man with the gun pointed at your boyfriend, fires the shot. The bullet runs fast, landing precisely against Reo's back. Your boyfriend freezes, moving his pupils towards his chest where the tip of the bullet exits his chest. Your mind stops at the precise moment Reo gasps, and still in shock, his body ends up against yours. You find Reo's head on your shoulder, your chests against each other where you feel your dress quickly getting stained with blood. His blood
“Oh my god...” you say not daring to look down where your boyfriend is “Oh my god...” you say louder as your breathing becomes erratic. You dare to look at your boyfriend for just one second, and it's enough for you to burst into a desperate scream as you try to fix him in front of you. "REO!" you scream holding his cheeks, moving your hands to his shoulders “REO DAMN ANSWER ME” you scream even louder, but his gaze seems completely blank. Your gaze wanders between his face, the wound that's getting bigger and bigger, and the way he's slowly breathing more and more laboriously
You tremble like a wet dog, trying to stay calm because you know it's the only thing you can do at the moment "Reo, please, answer me" you say shaking him slightly, but beyond a light batting of his eyelashes, no reactions come from him. The world falls on you the moment you see his chest swell in a last desperate attempt to breathe. "Reo I'm begging you, give me a sign that you're okay" you say as you observe him, and the more seconds pass, the more you feel that your boyfriend is abandoning you. Out of nowhere a small smile appears on his lips, he closes his eyes and with difficulty moves closer to your ear
“I love you, I love you, I love you, I really do, darling. Thank you for making me so happy when you gave me the chance to be your husband"
Reo utters words before collapsing onto you, with his head on your shoulder. His chest no longer moves and you no longer hear his heart beating
You remain paralyzed, your hands unable to touch his back. You stop breathing the same moment Reo leaves. The heaviness of the world falls on you, and in passing, you momentarily see before you a possible scene that could soon have happened: you and Reo with two wedding rings on your fingers, while you have children around you who laugh and play peacefully
You explode into a desperate scream, calling the name of your now dead husband. You look for signs of life in his face, but what you see is only horrible death; you hold him close, bursting into desperate tears. Everyone is probably watching you, even your lover's killer. The pain you feel in this moment is unlike any in the world: it is a wound that is not yet finished, which is slowly tearing your flesh apart while it enjoys your torment, and you already know that even if it never heals, it will never be completely healable
Morning newspaper: Tokyo Today News - 28/08
Journalist: "Y/n Y/s, girlfriend of the recently deceased Reo Mikage, heir to the Mikage fortune and important player of the Japanese team as a striker, was found dead this morning. The woman left a letter specifying that she took her own life because she has been empty since the day she lost her lover. If they were both alive, they should have gotten married today... line to the studio, stay tuned for the next news"
— 𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐓 | Reo Mikage
𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒: 4.9k (4964)
𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄: fluff / angst
𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐓: dreams that always seemed achievable don't always remain so. pro!player Reo Mikage, adult AU. mention of death, guns, suicide (not described and not heavy to read)
The air is tense, the whole stadium doesn't even dare to breathe. The few who speak do so to pray, pray that that damned goal enters the net and thus marks the team's victory. The most audible noise is that of football boots running on the green lawn, and of the hits the ball receives in the shooting area. Everyone trembles, even the security or cleaning workers who stopped only to witness the possible victory or defeat
The ball flies into the air, a member of the enemy team tries to catch it but it is promptly passed back by a teammate. Even the smallest second counts in matters like these, so all enemy defenders try to regain possession of the ball as quickly as possible. It's a matter of less than a second when someone emerges from midfield, shoes tightly tightened and a blue uniform dressed with honour
With a sharp kick, the ball ends up in the net without even giving the goalkeeper the chance to realize which direction it is coming from
The stadium explodes, the screams become even too loud for the human ear to bear. The winning team cries, everyone throws themselves on the person who kicked the winning goal: Reo Mikage, Japan striker and soon to be your future husband
You join in the screams, and the tears you had contained until then pour out like a raging river. Sitting in the stands dedicated to the players' families, you hug the jacket with the visible writing "Mikage #1 Fan" that you had taken off due to the heat. You look up at the field again and find your boyfriend's soft eyes staring at you: he looks at you in a special way, but with a look that is much more proud than any other time. His irises scream "Did you see? You're happy? Are you proud?" and you can't help but let out a nervous laugh as you wipe away your tears
From the large screen placed in front of you, Reo's goal is broadcast again, and immediately afterwards, a recording of your reaction is accompanied. You die of embarrassment, but after years of being his girlfriend you're used to things like this. While the cameras are still filming you and the screams are continuing, you come down from the stands quickly putting on your jacket; you jump the steps that separate you from the pitch and even before you get close to the net you find yourself in the arms of Reo, who has escaped from his teammates to run to you
You hold him tightly to you, while he surrounds your waist with his body now all wet with sweat. The purple hair plastered to his forehead and his still slightly short breath make him so damn cute that you're surprised not to find any small or hidden imperfections in him. Even after being engaded to him for 10 years, every day you fall in love with Reo Mikage again
"You were very good" you whisper, remaining hugged to him, feeling his body trembling with emotion "Really very good" you say, breaking away from his embrace, while he holds you close to him, placing his hands on your hips. You dry your tears laughing, but he moves your hand away and with a thumb he wipes away the last tears at the edge of your eyes "It's thanks to you. Knowing that you were here only gave me determination" he says, wiping away the last tear, to then place a sweet kiss on your forehead
"REOOOOOO" shouts one of his teammates, who motions for him to come to the center of the field where they are opening some sparkling wines. You laugh at the emotional faces of his colleagues, however you notice a bit of dissent on his face "What's bothering you now?" you ask, and he pulls you into another hug "I want to stay here with you" he sighs, and even though you want this too, you know he has to celebrate because he won a really important match "Don't worry. I'll wait for you here" you say caressing him sweaty hair, and even though he doesn't seem to agree, he accepts. You break away from the hug, but before you can even turn around he pulls you by the wrist and, placing his hand halfway down your back, kisses you. The stadium erupts into another roar, and the image of the hottest couple of the moment is broadcast on the arena's big screen
You place your free hands on his cheeks, smiling as he presses his lips to yours. He breaks away shortly after and without saying a word, he runs away with his teammate. You remain enchanted by the kiss for a few more seconds, but you immediately compose yourself, and with a feeling of lightness, you step aside a little. You enjoy his happiness from afar, the emotion that lives in him as he lifts the cup while he is at the center of his team, who celebrate him like never before. Today's match was particularly complicated, fortunately ending with a 6-5 after almost the entire second half of the game was characterized by yellow cards. Today's match brings home an old trophy that Japan hadn't won for 27 years, but thanks to your boyfriend, can once again say it's Japanese property
The players enjoy moments of happiness after 90 minutes, including 2 extra minutes, of pure agony. Immediately someone is picked up by journalists for the usual interviews, but a large part rushes towards Reo with microphones and cameras ready to record his words. You understand that at the moment you can't be with him because he will surely have to have some interviews, so you decide to take his bag from the side of the field and stand at the end of the crowd of journalists, who otherwise will crush you
"Anxious?" asks a voice you recognize well "Enough. You? You just won a game, Nagi" you say turning, where you find your boyfriend's best friend, who seems to have escaped from the journalists "Nothing overly exciting. I just sweated more than expected" he says doing a few close to you, taking Mikage's bag "I'll bring it to him when we go to the locker room, don't worry" he says, knowing you can't say no "Thank you, and above all... you were very good too" you say crossing arms, finally with free hands. The boy shrugs, then continues straight where a line of journalists begins to follow him. You giggle at the scene, and before you can notice, Reo steps forward into the crowd of reporters only to pull you by the wrist and make you come with him “What do you want to do?” you ask entering the crowd of people, who however let you pass quite a bit "My wife can participate in the interviews, right?" he says giving you a determined look, and your heart skips a beat at that moment
Reo had proposed to you about six months ago, and at the end of this month, you would have become husband and wife. You had been together since he was 19 and you were 18, having met thanks to Ego's strange experiment: you worked as Anri's assistant, and more than a few times you had happened to sneak from the control room to some training camp. You once came across a former teammate of his in training, who, seeing a woman after months of "prisoner" inside the Blue Lock, had had a rather excessive reaction. Hearing your screams as you ran into the training field while escaping from the boy who proclaimed a kiss, someone had decided to check what was happening: that someone was Reo
Reo had more or less calmed down his teammate, giving you the option to lock yourself in one of the locker rooms for protection. Once the boy left, Mikage came to the locker room to check on your condition and, despite knowing that it was not legal for you to be there, he asked Anri and Ego to have you checked by a doctor to make sure that you were okay. That was your first meeting 11 years ago, and throughout his stay at the Blue Lock facility, you communicated through letters you hid in the cafeteria. Knowing that you certainly couldn't meet him, you had hidden a letter of thanks in the tray that you knew would end up with him. A few days later, while cleaning the cafeteria under Anri's orders, you found a reply letter from him, hidden in the empty rice bowl. You had sent a letter again, hiding it in the tray, and he had replied to you again. This has been your method of communication for over two years, until his exit by elimination
From the first letter, you had started rooting for him in every match, and maybe for you it was even love at first sight. Reo was one of the last to leave the Blue Lock, but he was practically immediately taken into an equally strong Japan team, and then with a bit of luck, he still managed to join the official Japan team at the end. As soon as he left the facility, you introduced yourself to him, and after not even a few months of knowing each other, he was actually the one who asked you to be his girlfriend. You had been together for 10 years now and every day you were grateful that you had the chance to be with such a fabulous guy. You had met his parents almost immediately, and you were quite surprised to find out about his family's heritage, which Reo didn't show off out
Together, you arrive in front of the journalist's cameras, who welcomes both of you with a light smile. "What were we saying?" says the boy, holding you close, putting his arm around your shoulders "Oh, we were talking about the match. The goal was decisive for the team's victory, and the fact that it was scored by you, who at the moment is one of the most loved and followed, it makes the fans crazy about you" says the man holding the microphone "Even for me it is unthinkable to have made the winning move for such an important match, but I had already thought of having to do it today to dedicate it to her. The goal is for Japan, but above all for my wife" he says in one breath, and the cameras get closer and closer. The journalist bursts into genuine laughter, while your cheeks get a little redder at his words "Prove your power to your wife, huh? But if I'm not mistaken, your wedding is still a few days away" says the man, and Reo nods "The wedding will be on the 28th of this month, but I have considered Y/n my wife for a long time already. The wedding is just an excuse to see her in the white dress" he says jokingly, and everyone bursts in a laugh, including you "I understand. So we can already call you Y/n Mikage, miss?" the man says, shifting his attention to you "Oh, if you want to, do it. It pleases me enormously" you nod, and Reo kisses your hair delicately, and you can already imagine the myriad of edits you will see when scrolling through Tiktok or Instagram of this scene
"Well, I don't know what else to say other than to congratulate you on your upcoming wedding. Are there any other plans in mind, work or personal?" the journalist asks, and at the same moment you and Reo turn to look at each other, a little thoughtful "Work... I think I'll continue with the Japanese team, I struggled to get into the team and above all I can't abandon my best friend and the other teammates alone... personal, in addition to marriage..." Reo says not really wanting to answer the question "We will have a family. We would like to have two or three children" you say answering the question. You know well that Reo didn't want to answer because neither of you had decided to tell the world, because you had talked about the 'children' issue relatively recently but you both agreed with the idea of having them immediately after marriage "What she said" Reo says sighing, but with a smile on his face
The journalist nods, thanks for the time dedicated and leaves room for others, who would only like to have the same answers you gave to the man "Can you do me a favor? Can you waiting for me in front of the locker room? I should take a while and I know you won't particularly love answering the questions they ask you" he says while another journalist positions himself in front of you, with the microphone ready "Sure, see you there" you say, stepping aside, and you mentally thank him since sooner or later some journalist will ask you he would ask some strange question, as has already happened in some interviews where you appeared at the request of the television stations
Once you arrive at the door, you wait there for about twenty minutes. Some teammates start to enter, greeting you because they know you anyway. Nagi arrives after a while, with Reo's bag "He's still finishing the interviews, he told me it will take a while longer. Do you need a ride home?" the boy asks before entering the locker room "I want to wait for him, maybe I'll sit in the stadium cafeteria" you say shaking your hand, greeting him. Nagi nods and enters the room, and soon after, the rest of the players leave, and you hear them talking about a certain dinner
About another hour passes before you see Reo pop into the hallway. “Still here?” he asks, seeing you from afar, motioning for you to enter the locker room with him because he's the only one who still has to change "I waited" you say nodding, sitting on the central bench of the room, while your boyfriend opens his locker "It was more tiring answering everyone's questions rather than winning the game..." he says sighing, taking off his player t-shirt filled of sweat "I suspected it. Did they ask you any particular questions?" you ask as you see him grab a change of underwear, before also taking off his shorts and his underwear; although naked, you've seen him so many times that you're no longer surprised "Oh, one about marriage. They asked me if I forced you to marry me just to maintain a homosexual relationship with Nagi" he says rolling his eyes, entering the showers of the changing room. You burst out laughing at his answer, trying to avoid the tears caused by laughter "With Nagi? You should collaborate less on the field, then" you say passing him the bubble bath
"Ugh, don't make me think. When they asked me that question I didn't know whether to slap the reporter or not. Hell, I'm getting married in less than two weeks!" he says annoyed, pointing to the shampoo "These are questions made specifically to create hype, don't worry" you say passing him the shampoo, which he passes through his purple hair "Tired?" you ask, seeing him wash himself. “A little. But I think I have plans tonight, or rather, we have” he says, water splashing on him "What do you mean?” you ask in surprise "The team was talking about a possible dinner at a restaurant to celebrate the victory. Players and girlfriends included" he says turning off the shower jet on his hair to rinse it "Oh! I understand, some of them were talking about it when they came out of the locker room" you say remembering the boys who were talking about it earlier "I would like not to go and spend the evening at home, possibly in bed, but my father finances that restaurant... I think we have to go" he says sighing, wrapping a towel around his waist before getting out of the shower
"Okay. Do you know what time?" you ask crossing your legs “I think 10pm” you say as he dries himself off grabbing another towel. Reo puts on his underwear, his hair still a little wet and his chest clean and smelling good. You smile at him, motioning for him to sit on the bench "Rest a bit. I'll take care of the hair" you say, getting up, taking the hairdryer from the locker room, which you pass through your boyfriend's hair as soon as it's turned on. Reo relaxes as you run your hand through his hair, the warm air drying it quickly and making the room slightly warmer. You comb them delicately, and then put them in the little ponytail that he usually always wear
"Thank you" he says when he sees through the mirror of the room that you have done "You're welcome!" you say, leaving a kiss on his cheek. Before you can even break the closeness, he places his arm around your waist, holding you close to him; you place your hands on his bare chest and feel him relax a little as he hugs you "I can't wait for the wedding day" he whispers close to your ear, tightening his grip "The idea of seeing you shine in your wedding dress, I can't get her out of my head. I've always been annoyed by crying in front of others but I think that day I'll care less than nothing" he says, leaving a few kisses on your neck, not in a lustful way, but rather in an affectionate way. You wrap your hands around his neck and let your bodies touch "Bride of the Mikage heir... I'll take your surname too, how strange" you say resting your forehead on his shoulder, with his chest heaving he lowers and raises slowly "Y/n Mikage. I could die, once everything is official" the boy says, and a small laugh spontaneously escapes your lips "And yet it will happen soon. What we have been planning since we got together so many years ago is about to happen" you say enjoying the contact with your future husband. This time Reo is the one chuckling, as he breaks away for a few moments just to look at your face "I may not be the strongest attacker in the world, but I think I won in another way" he says, and you look at him fascinated, affectionately throwing him a cheek "You are also the strongest striker in the world!" you say scolding him ironically, and both of you can't help but laugh
A few hours pass before you both find yourself at the entrance of the luxurious restaurant, chosen by the team coach. You shine in your long pearly white dress, adorned with a fur of the same color. Arm in arm with you is obviously Reo, who instead opted for a black suit. A crowd of photographers and more journalists fills the sides of the restaurant avenue, creating a crowd with also several fans. Reo greets everyone and more than a few people ask for his autograph, which he signs extremely quickly. Some fans greet you too, and you happily return the greeting: fortunately, Reo's fanbase loves you, or rather, loves your couple. You are trending on any app due to the news of the wedding, and every day you are happy to see the positive comments on social media under the posts dedicated to Reo's career, to you, or to your couple
The restaurant is one you already know because of Mikage's father, who let you dine in there, knowing the owner, for some dates or family reunion that you also attended. An entire room, larger than the house you used to live in before living with Reo, was taken over solely to hold all the players and their partners. You know some of the girlfriends of Reo's other colleagues, that you greet with a wave of the hand or by talking to those with you have familiar. Everyone present sits at the seats placed along the entire table, and you end up between Reo's seat and that of Honna, a girl wherewith you have a good relationship
The dinner proceeds peacefully, filled with the various toasts that the table makes for the team's upcoming victories. One topic that often comes up is your marriage, and both you and Reo are a little embarrassed to have to answer all the questions, but you know that people ask them with good intentions and not with malice
The evening drags on, and it's already past one in the morning when, by chance, you see some waiters passing by your table with some security guards. You're a little perplexed, and Reo seems to notice. "Did something happen?" he asks, leaning towards you a little more "I don't know. It's strange that some security guards passed..." you say thoughtfully, seeing how some of them have just closed the door of the room where you are. Reo turns around, also noticing the strange movement "I noticed" he says, returning to look at the movement near the door "Wait here" he says, and then asks Nagi and another teammate to get up with him. You watch him get up with the two boys, and with a slow pace they approach the door, where a couple of waiters have positioned themselves. You try to reassure yourself that it's just your stupid paranoia, so you calmly go back to the topic you were talking about with Honna. You spend more than 5 minutes talking, but Reo doesn't seem to come back: you turn around and he's still talking to the waiters, but why doesn't he come back? What are they talking about that makes the waiter seem so worried?
You apologize to Honna and get up, walking towards your boyfriend. The closer you get, the more you hear words you don't like, but you think they've simply changed the topic. You come up behind Reo, and gently tug at his jacket sleeve to get his attention "Hey" you say, and he turns around; his face looks very worried "Is something happening?" you ask. The boy looks down, sighing as he runs a hand through his hair "There's some problem outside the restaurant, some fans of the opposing team are making a mess..." he says, biting his lips. You look at him a little perplexed "Is it serious? You seem worried" you ask "The police are coming because they suspect he has a weapon, but it wouldn't be anything serious. He can't enter the restaurant with all that security" he says trying to smile, but you understand that he's only doing it so you don't worry "Reo, shouldn't we be leaving? We ask to leave through the back door of the kitchen..." you ask, resting your head against his shoulder, and he wraps his arms around your waist "Don't worry. It's nothing serious, really" he says kissing your forehead
Back at the table, however, your mind is a tangle of thoughts. In a remote corner of your mind, you think that the man's goal is Reo himself: after all, he kicked the decisive and victorious goal, and thanks to him if the enemy team lost. You tell yourself that these are useless worries, but you can't calm down. The dinner continues as if it were nothing, and no one has warned of the man's presence, probably kept secret from the team so as not to trigger unnecessary alarms. You sigh continuously and play nervously with the fabric of the tablecloth, trying to appear calm when you're not even a little. "Darling" he says suddenly grabbing your hand, massaging the palm gently "If you're not calm, let's go. I ask to get a taxi to pass as soon as possible and let's go home" he says as he continues to massage your hand, getting down on the thigh. You nod, and while Reo apologizes to the others for leaving so suddenly, you put your fur coat back on
He takes your wrist loosely, guiding you towards the exit where you know he'll ask to go through the kitchens. You breathe a sigh of relief knowing you're finally leaving, but you hear a window glass shatter. The whole room including you turns towards the main noise, where, scattered between the glass, a man is lying curled up on the floor
Many players and partners stand up, and you feel Reo's grip pushing you a little further behind him, behind his back. Everyone observes the man with a few pieces of glass stuck in his skin, and some waiter rushes towards the unknown person, and before anyone even realizes it, a gun is noticed hidden between his trousers and shirt
“Fuck" Reo says, placing a hand on your head to pull you down. Your breath catches in your throat when you see the weapon, pulling your boyfriend as far as you can under the shelter of a vase “Oh my god” you say panicked, starting to tremble. The man moves all the waiters who go against him, and more than a slight glance at the other players, his attention is completely captured by Reo. The emblem clearly visible on the man's shirt is that of the team that lost today
"Please, hide yourself better near the vase" you say again behind his back, but Reo only dismisses you by keeping an arm around you, keeping you firmly covered "Don't move" he orders you as he tries to hide you. The trembling is also joined by tears, which fall silently due to panic "Reo please listen to me, hide" you say practically begging him, but he doesn't seem to give in "Don't worry, put yourself here" he says, forcing you under the protection of vase. You hold his arm close to you, crying into it “I'm fine" he says, turning away for a second, but it doesn't take long before his body jolts suddenly
A little further away, the man with the gun pointed at your boyfriend, fires the shot. The bullet runs fast, landing precisely against Reo's back. Your boyfriend freezes, moving his pupils towards his chest where the tip of the bullet exits his chest. Your mind stops at the precise moment Reo gasps, and still in shock, his body ends up against yours. You find Reo's head on your shoulder, your chests against each other where you feel your dress quickly getting stained with blood. His blood
“Oh my god...” you say not daring to look down where your boyfriend is “Oh my god...” you say louder as your breathing becomes erratic. You dare to look at your boyfriend for just one second, and it's enough for you to burst into a desperate scream as you try to fix him in front of you. "REO!" you scream holding his cheeks, moving your hands to his shoulders “REO DAMN ANSWER ME” you scream even louder, but his gaze seems completely blank. Your gaze wanders between his face, the wound that's getting bigger and bigger, and the way he's slowly breathing more and more laboriously
You tremble like a wet dog, trying to stay calm because you know it's the only thing you can do at the moment "Reo, please, answer me" you say shaking him slightly, but beyond a light batting of his eyelashes, no reactions come from him. The world falls on you the moment you see his chest swell in a last desperate attempt to breathe. "Reo I'm begging you, give me a sign that you're okay" you say as you observe him, and the more seconds pass, the more you feel that your boyfriend is abandoning you. Out of nowhere a small smile appears on his lips, he closes his eyes and with difficulty moves closer to your ear
“I love you, I love you, I love you, I really do, darling. Thank you for making me so happy when you gave me the chance to be your husband"
Reo utters words before collapsing onto you, with his head on your shoulder. His chest no longer moves and you no longer hear his heart beating
You remain paralyzed, your hands unable to touch his back. You stop breathing the same moment Reo leaves. The heaviness of the world falls on you, and in passing, you momentarily see before you a possible scene that could soon have happened: you and Reo with two wedding rings on your fingers, while you have children around you who laugh and play peacefully
You explode into a desperate scream, calling the name of your now dead husband. You look for signs of life in his face, but what you see is only horrible death; you hold him close, bursting into desperate tears. Everyone is probably watching you, even your lover's killer. The pain you feel in this moment is unlike any in the world: it is a wound that is not yet finished, which is slowly tearing your flesh apart while it enjoys your torment, and you already know that even if it never heals, it will never be completely healable
Morning newspaper: Tokyo Today News - 28/08
Journalist: "Y/n Y/s, girlfriend of the recently deceased Reo Mikage, heir to the Mikage fortune and important player of the Japanese team as a striker, was found dead this morning. The woman left a letter specifying that she took her own life because she has been empty since the day she lost her lover. If they were both alive, they should have gotten married today... line to the studio, stay tuned for the next news"
Manshine vs Ubers and Lorenzo vs Nagi
Princess blocks the kings goal!!
Agi: alright Reo now it’s your turn to breakup with Nagi in the most brutal way possible, even more brutal than what he did to you in the second selection
Reo: but-
Agi: nu but’s girl, LEAVE HIM
A bit late but Nagi and Reo and their movie preview, Reo’s so zesty
They saw the fraud comments and the vids talking about his downfall. Reo gonna sue them fr
Me when I see posts praying about my downfall and calling me a fraud:
The boyfriends and their third wheel
Move away gays it’s time for the REAL mc to shine ✨
I gave up while doing his wings, REO'S A BAT 🦇
Idea for a baronagisagi A03 fic
Reo kicks Nagi out of their shared home for a while for some reason the writer can come up with, and Reo pays Barou a bunch of money to keep Nagi with him. While Nagi is in Barou's house, he tries cooking for himself because Barou is at the gym and Nagi gets unbearably hungry, and ends up burning half of Barou's house down. Nagi calls isagi and asks if he and Barou can stay there until Barou's house is fixed and Reo will let him back in. As Barou and Nagi live in Isagi's house, they find out new things about him and fall in love
IF SOMEONE WHO WRITES SEES THIS PLEASE TELL ME, TAG ME OR WHATEVER, I WANT TO READ IT!!!
Insta w/ Reo!
a/n: hi this was requested and i put it off for so long bc pictures are impossible to find but i finally did it!! enjoy these!
