I heard you’re doing songfics! Could I have one based on TOKiMONSTA’s song Don’t Call me [feat Yuna] with Aomine’s ex(reader) telling him she doesn’t want to speak with him anymore after he cheated on her with Momoi? Sorry for the angst!

No worries on the angst, it makes things interesting. Thanks for a great song choice, I’ve never heard it before! I hope you like this.

Don’t Call Me (feat Yuna) by TOKiMONSTA – Aomine

Shifting your purse, you pick up an item you think would be
perfect for your boyfriend. A wide smile covers your lips as you take it to the
front to pay. From behind, you don’t notice a pair of sapphire eyes watching
you with keen interest. Purchase made, you stroll out of the establishment none
the wiser that you’ve caught some very unwanted attention.

Later in the evening as your preparing dinner your phone
rings. Without looking at the display, you pick up.

“Hello?”

You almost drop it when Aomine’s smooth voice comes over the
line, “Hey y/n, how’s it going?”

Taking a deep breath, you remove the phone from you ear and
hit the END CALL button without saying a word. It rings again immediately,
Aomine’s face flashing across the screen. Didn’t you delete his number?
Unwilling to deal with him, you move to put the phone on silent but since you
don’t want to miss a call or text from your boyfriend opt to block Aomine’s
number.

Don’t call me no more,
no more

Don’t call me

That works for all of five minutes before it’s ringing
again, this time UNKNOWN popping up. Sighing you text your man, telling him to
just come over when he’s done and turn your phone on silent.

By the time he gets there you have ten missed calls and even
more texts from Aomine telling you to answer the phone, that he needs to talk
to you. Rolling your eyes, you delete all the messages and focus on spending
time with the man who actually deserves your time.

Hey, I never thought
this love could go so wrong

And so it did and you
know that I moved on

I never heard from you
for so long

Now I’m glowing up,
you’re blowing up my phone

In his room, Aomine frowns at the screen. He knows he fucked
up royally, has known it for a while but true to his stubborn and prideful
nature has ignored those feelings. But he couldn’t ignore how his heart lurched
at the sight of you today. You looked even more beautiful that he remembered.
The smile on your face reminded him of all the times you given it to him, of
the nights spent with you in bed, of the love you’d poured into him.

In that moment, he missed you like he never had before and in
his arrogance thought it possible you may miss him too. He views your ignoring
him as simply part of the game and Aomine Daiki does not back down from a
challenge.

I know you’re tryna
see if I still care that I miss you

Know you never thought
that I could be this cool

Know you didn’t think
that I could be this cruel

I don’t need to be
mean but I’m just gonna ignore you

The next evening, you’re snuggled up on the couch watching a
movie. A knock at the door has you pausing the film to answer it. But when you
look through the peephole an involuntary gasp escapes your lips; what the hell
is Aomine doing here?

You try to pretend you’re not home but his voice cuts
through the door like a knife. “Y/N, I know you’re there, open the door.”

Sighing, you decide it best to nip this in the bud quickly.
Whipping open the door, you glare up at Aomine, one hand on your hip and the
other on the door ready to slam it in his face, which you do after snapping
out, “Fuck off, Aomine.”

You haven’t taken one step before he’s pounding on the door
again. “Y/N! What the hell?” When you don’t answer he pounds again. “I’m not
going anywhere until you talk to me!”

Funny how when you see
you’re glowing up

Wanna try and make it
up

Suddenly just showing
up

Overcome with anger, you open the door roughly, eyes
flashing. “Talk? You wanna talk?” What
should we talk about first?” You tick off on your fingers as you rant.

“How you started pulling away and wouldn’t talk to me about
what was bothering you?”

Where were you when I
was crying?

Left me on the floor
just dying

“How you ignored my calls and texts while I was on
assignment?”

Can’t come to the
phone, realign

Now you wanna be my
friend but I ain’t buying it

“Oh wait, I know why you didn’t, because you were too busy
fucking that pink-haired twit!”

And I see you found a
new love

And you show it, all
your friends gotta know it

Aomine swallows once, sweat beading on his brow; he’s never
seen you this angry before. He knows it’s for good reason but it’s still
shocking.

“You never appreciated me, Aomine. You never gave a shit
about everything I did for you, all the bull I put up with being your
girlfriend. Honestly, I’m surprised I lasted as long as I did.”

I was there to build
you up when everything was a mess

I was dedicated to you

I cared about nothing
but you, but you

He opens his mouth but you put up a hand to stem whatever
inane excuse he plans on spouting. “You know what? It doesn’t matter anymore,
Aomine. Because we’re done. I’m over you, I’ve moved on and I’m not looking
back. So, lose my number, forget where I live and if you see me on the street,
forget you even know me.”

I’ve been there before
so I know when you’re just faking it

I can’t believe I
stayed with you, the pain that I’ve been taking in

“Aomine, what the hell are you doing here?”

Wakamatsu’s voice draws both your and the blue haired male’s
attention away from one another for a moment.

Kosuke’s eyes move to your face, startled to see you looking
so upset. “What’s wrong, y/n?” he asks shouldering past Aomine to grip your
hand.

Shooting your eyes back to Aomine’s face you snap, “Nothing,
this asshole was just leaving.”

Aomine’s fists clench tightly, the desire to deck his former
team mate strong. Wakamatsu sees the flash in his eyes, narrowing his own. “You
heard the lady, dick, get movin’.”

Slamming his fist against the wall, Aomine pivots on his
heel, stomping down the hall and out the doors.

Don’t call me no more,
no more

Don’t call me

Don’t call me no more

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Zip-lock – LIT. The lyrics suggest a situation in the relationship that I think it’s interesting to explore! Kagami needs a second chance, he doesn’t want to lose his love of his life. Thanks!

One of my favorite bands from when I was in high school so this was definitely a fun throw back for me! I hope you enjoy!

Zip-lock – by LIT – Kagami

“Kagami-kun,” Kuroko pants, their run having almost done him
in this time, “why wasn’t y/n-chan at the game last week?”

The red head grunts an unintelligible answer that sounds
something like you being busy but his best friend knows he’s not telling the
whole story.

“That can’t just be it, she’s always at every game, no
matter how busy she is, so what’s really going on?”

“Why do you even care?” Kagami snaps, rubbing his face
roughly with a towel, throwing it in the dirty bin and picking up his basketball.

Kuroko sighs. “Because she’s the best thing to ever happen
to you and you’re going to blow it if you don’t start paying attention.” His
voice is calm and quiet but his eyes are hard; he’s serious.

Kagami doesn’t reply to Kuroko’s observation. Damn him and
his perceptiveness. It’s not like Kagami doesn’t know he’s been screwing up
left and right. He just doesn’t know how to balance everything he’s responsible
for in his life right now. Ever since winning the Winter Cup, he’s been working
even harder because he knows the defending Seirin’s title is going to be ten
times more difficult than earning it; the remaining Generation of Miracles are
going to be out for blood. Not to mention, they’ve all better assimilated into
their respective teams (save perhaps for Aomine) which means their weaknesses
will be harder to exploit.

Thoughts consumed with strategy and skill improvement and
struggling to stay on top of his grades, he’s allowed the relationship he
shares with you to fall by the way side. It was subtle, a canceled date here
and there, no time to get together after practice, at least not properly. The
two of you usually ended up studying together after which he would collapse in
bed, barely conscious to your leaving.

I’ve been stealing

Time where I can get
it from

I’ve been losing

Grip on what I used to
hold

As he leaves the gym he sees you standing a bit away talking
to Furihata, his fellow second year blushing slightly as you giggle at something
he said. Insecurity floods Kagami’s body like poison. He knows it’s stupid, you’ve
become a friend to all the guys which is one of the many things Kagami
appreciates about you. Team play had never really matter that much to him
before coming to Seirin and the fact that his girlfriend gets along with all
his teammates is amazing.

You’ve even helped make some of their meals during training
camp so they aren’t afflicted by Riko’s cooking.

He watches longer, the curve of your smile, the lilt in your
laugh, a light in your eyes he hasn’t seen in many weeks. Just what the hell is
someone like him doing with someone like you anyway? Kuroko is right, you’re
the best thing to ever happen to him, but now he has to ask: is he the best for
you?

I don’t want you

To be better off
without me

“Y/N,” he calls and you look up. You don’t exactly lose your
smile but it definitely diminishes slightly.

You finish up your conversation with the point guard, he
turning to wave goodbye to both you and Kagami.

As you approach, the ace really looks at you. You look
slightly worn down, eyes half closed with dark circles under them. Even the
pallor of your skin has changed, falling a little paler than he remembers.

I’ve been watching you

Sleeping with a
troubled look

I’m sure your bad
dreams

Are probably all about
me

Looking up, you’re about to ask if he’s ready to go when
Kagami drops his bag and ball, letting the latter roll away to wherever it may
as he wraps his arms around your waist and hoists you up against his body. Your
startled exclamation is silenced by Kagami’s lips on yours. Normally not one
for PDA, his cheeks burn in the knowledge that Furihata is in full view of this
moment but he doesn’t care; you’re too important to care about that.

When you part, he meets your eyes, grunting out, “I know I
haven’t been the best boyfriend and I can’t even lie and say I’ve been trying
all that hard.” He cards his fingers your through hair, “But I don’t want to
lose you.”

Your silence and averted gaze is proof enough to him that he’s
hit the nail on the head; you were thinking about leaving him. Not that he
could blame you but he isn’t going to give up that easily.

“I…I really love you,” he confesses, “I just…help me?”

If I could get another
chance

I’d put it in a ziploc
bag

And keep it in my
pocket

Keep it in my pocket

Tell me

When I start to blow
it would you

Show me

What I need to do
before you

Hate me

I could never live
with that so

Tell me

Before you’re better
off without me

After a moment’s consideration, you nod, leaning in to kiss
him again. He hugs you tighter, squeezing every ounce of adoration and love he
can into his hold. Your hand against his chest, he’s sure you can feel the
dredges of fear flow out in favor of relief that you’ve consented to give his
sorry ass one more chance to prove himself and he has no intention of letting
you down again.

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aomine nsfw songfic pls? The song is Skin by Rihanna. Thanks and congrats on your 1000+ followers

-kazuhikonaori said:

Hello dear 😄 could I get Aomine nsfw
scenario when he meet his ex gf at the club (she’s a bartender or a stripper
lol) he’s not get over her yet and still love her. They have make up sex and
getting back together? Thanks

Thank you anon for the request and congratulations!
@kazuhikonaori I hope you don’t mind me combining your ask with this, it just felt like it would fit the song so you helped me out! Thanks!

Skin – By Rihanna – Aomine

Aomine trails his eyes over the crowd. The music is loud,
pulsing against his skin as he saunters through the many bodies grinding up
against one another. He grins, this is definitely his scene.

“See what I mean?” Imayoshi comments, the slits he calls
eyes opening a bit more to take in more of the lovely ladies surrounding them.

“Yeah, nice place,” Aomine replies. He looks up towards the
bar and it’s then that he sees you momentarily making him lose his breath.

“What’s a’matter?” his former captain asks.

“Nothin’,” he responds gruffly. “Gonna get a drink,” he adds
moving forward again.

Imayoshi opens his mouth again to ask him to get him
something too but he sees it’s fruitless, so he turns his attention back to
prowling for a sweet little thing to curl up with for the night. Ok, maybe not just curl.

Your back is turned as Aomine reaches the bar, giving him
the full advantage to scope you out. You look good, better than the last time he saw you. Clad in skin tight
leather pants and a lace corset top just the sight of you makes his mouth
water.

“What’ll you have?” you ask not bothering to turn around.

“Scotch on the rocks,” he answers.

The sound of his voice makes you start. As you turn to face
him, he has a feral grin on his lips. “Then again, I may be thirsty for
something else,” he purrs, eyes trailing up and down your body. “Damn you look
good.”

An involuntary shudder courses over your flesh; Aomine’s
stare makes you feel like you’re standing naked in the throng of people
surrounding you. Snapping back to attention, you plaster a fake smile on your
face. “Scotch, you said? Comin’ right up.”

Aomine frowns as you place the glass before him, grabbing your
wrist to hold you in place. “I need to talk to you, what time are you off?”

“Aomine, I don’t think-“

“Don’t think, just answer the question,” he responds
roughly, taking the shot, downing it and then slamming the glass down on the
wood.

“Midnight,” you reply.

“I’ll be waiting,” he promises, thumb tracing over the pulse
at your wrist before he lets go and disappears into the crowd.

Hours later you’re upstairs in a hotel room with Aomine,
unclear how you managed to get talked into leaving with him. His hands trail
over your body gently, the feel familiar but you can’t let this happen; he
broke your heart and you’re no masochist.

“Aomine, this isn’t happening, I can’t-“

He cuts you off, “I want you.” His lips caress yours, tongue
tracing the edges. “I need you,” he confesses before sealing your protests in
your mouth with his own.

Yanking your head back you breathe out, “Please. You were
the one who left me.”

“I’m a fucking moron.”

The feel of his fingers on the zipper of your top makes you
shudder. “Aomine,” you moan, a groan from his lips vibrating against your neck.

“Let me show you how much I missed you.”

Your top falls away, breasts released to his view and his
touch. There’s fire in your veins, the heat of him clouding your judgement
further. You know this is stupid, so, so stupid but you already know you’re
gonna let it happen. You’ve missed him every day since you parted and it would be
a lie to say you haven’t fantasized about this moment.

“Take off your shirt,” you beg, “I wanna feel your skin
against mine.”

He chuckles low in his chest, releasing you just enough to pull
away and whip it off. Eager fingers tracing over his defined abs and chest make
him sigh in pleasure. You scrape a little with your nails, making him hiss, his
eyes darkening from cobalt to sapphire.

Peeling down your pants, he kisses your thighs as he hits
his knees. “Let’s see if I remember how to make you scream,” he comments,
grabbing handfuls of your ass.

“Not here Aomine, I…I want to feel all of you. It’s been…it’s
been too long,” you stutter against the feel of his tongue against your slit.

“Whatever you want baby girl,” he replies.

His jeans and boxer briefs are gone in one fell swoop. You
stumble to the bed amidst hungry, sloppy kisses, Aomine landing on top of you.
The feel of his naked body against yours makes you tremble with need.

His hands are everywhere, touching, caressing, massaging,
sending every nerve ending into a fever pitch, not to mention his mouth,
sucking and lapping over every inch he can reach. Soon enough you’re short of
breath, head swimming in the haze of pleasure he’s weaving.

“Daiki,” you whisper and his dick hardens even more; it’s
been too long since he heard you say his name.

“Yes, baby girl?”

“Fuck me, please, I need you.”

His only reply is to pull you to your knees, shoving his
cock deep in your heated center.

“Oh god, Daiki, just like that,” you moan as he slams into
you over and over, curses falling from his mouth like water.

“Fuck baby, you’re so tight!”

“There’s…there’s been no one since you,” you confess.

His deep moan makes you grin and he doubles his efforts to
bring you to nirvana.

“Harder Daiki, you know how I like it! Oh god, yes, please!”

He’s gripping you so tight you’re sure to have bruises but
you don’t care. You want him to brand you, to leave a literal mark on your
skin, so you know when this is over that it really happened. The sound of
slapping flesh fills the room married with both of you moaning and cursing
loudly.

Reaching between your legs, Aomine caresses your clit, a
scream tearing out of your throat as you come hard around him. It brings about his
own orgasm. You both collapse, Aomine still on top of your back. He pushes
aside your hair to kiss your neck gently and murmurs against your skin, “I love
you.”

Tags: @rock-n-magick

KNB questions! I want to ask #’s 1,3,4,5,9!

1. Favorite
opening song: Oh my goodness, hard to pick but I think I’ll have to go with “Rimfire”.
I just love the guitar riffs and the imagery choices.

3. How old
were you/ what year did you join the fandom?: Ah, time to date me, hmm? I
started watching this year when I was 32. I just turned 33 (yes I’m old, lol)

4. Favorite
character?: Ugh, it’s so hard to choose! Every time I watch through an arc or
game or anything again I have a new favorite. But ok, I’ll say my favorite
character is…Kasamatsu. I love his confidence and that he doesn’t give a crap
who Kise was in the past. To him, he’s just another first year. Watching that
senpai/kohai dynamic develop into what it ended up as was quite amazing.

5. Favorite
team?: Gotta give it to my Seirin boys, they just…ugh, they’re so deserving of
what they earned because ALL of them worked their tails off to get it. Yes,
they were partially carried by the light and shadow but not the whole way! Everyone
(even the bench warmers the poor dears) contributed to that victory and I loved
watching their journey.

9. Favorite
coach: Riko because she’s so damn smart! Can get a little annoying with her
antics every now and again but I love her dedication to the team and how hard
she works. Though maybe she should stop cooking (shudders).

Your first impression on Sugawara and Kiyoshi! I love them! I wish you too~ ~

Sugawara

First impression: Who
is this beautiful boy with the beauty mark? He’s so cute! And sweet!

Impression now: This
is one badass mo-fo who doesn’t take crap but dishes it like a boss! All while
still being the sweetest senpai but still putting those kohai in their place
when he needs to. So self-sacrificing and noble, like, ugh my heart. When he
had his talk with Ukai about not being the starting setter, my heart cracked a
little because he’s just so amazing! I just wanted to hug him!

Favorite moment: When
he comes out after Kageyama is losing his mind and getting too tense in the
Aoba Johsai match (“Mr. Refreshing” indeed!) The way he masterfully pulls
everyone back together and encourages them was so beautiful, it showed his
mental and emotional strength that makes him one of the pillars of the team.

Idea for a story: I’d
love to see Sugawara after high school, out on his own in the world and what
that would look like. What does he study in college? Where does he go? When he
meets his special girl, how does that go? Then at the end there’s a reunion
with the team. He’s always known what’s going on with them but now he has time
to get all the details.

Unpopular opinion: Daichi
and he are like brothers, not lovers. The closeness and fondness they share for
one another is built on mutual respect and multiple years of friendship.

Favorite relationship: I actually
really like his relationship with Kageyama because, again, we see him as the ultimate
senpai. He helps calm him down, instructs him without being an ass and
genuinely wants to see him succeed all while maintaining a healthy competitive streak because he does want to play as much as
he can before high school ends for him.

Favorite head canon: I saw
someone mention this (I think it was @haikyuulovercompany) and couldn’t’ get it
out of my head. One day he and Seta happen to be in the same café and discuss
the frustrations of being shown up by and benched because of a first year. I’d
love for someone to put that scene together and how the conversation would go.
Especially since it would most likely be after Karasuno beating them.

Kiyoshi

First impression: This
guy is a bit odd…but cute. And sweet. And a bit funny. Wait, he founded the Seirin basketball team?
Basically, I was like the first years lol.

Impression now: OMG, I
love him. I LOVE him! His quirkiness hides his cleverness. I love how he treats
the team as his family, like seriously, he’s BIG brother to a T! Noble and
good, just such an amazing leader on the court. Defender! He’s like the knight
of their team.

Favorite moment: Him
and Kagami blocking Murasakibara’s slam dunk together. Just, YES!

Idea for a story: I want
to see how him and Riko started dating! And what happened that made them decide
to stop. And for them to get back together (maybe because I do love Hyuga too).
What the hell, throw in a love triangle between them and see where it goes.

Unpopular opinion: I
don’t know that I have any unpopular opinions that aren’t related to ships so I’ll
just leave it at that.

Favorite relationship: I
love his friendship with Hyuga. Their dynamic is just funny but it works. He
draws the best out of the captain (whether Hyuga wants him to or not) and Hyuga
does the same for him.

Favorite head canon: That
he basically does become a big brother to Kuroko. He took that compliment to
heart and even though he’s no longer on the team and is away recuperating he
stays in contact through phone and email with his former teammate, offering
support and advice where he can and just generally being the standup guy he is.

Kiyoko and Kiyoshi first meet, date, kiss headcanons? Pretty pleasee. Congrats on your 500 bby, you deserve it!! More followers come your way 😍😍😍

Thank you for the congratulations, I can’t believe since you requested I’ve gained over 400 more followers so you were definitely right in your prediction, lol! I know you asked to change your request and that’s cool but
I got SO EXCITED at the thought of this pairing that I had to do this one as
well. Sorry it’s so damn late!

First Meeting: Kiyoko was visiting her cousin in the district
near Seirin High School. While on her way back to the station she was bothered
by some hoodlums. Kiyoshi happened to be in the area and though he was (as
always) acting kind his imposing size made them think twice about trying
anything. When they’d left, he asked if she was ok and if she’d like for him to
escort her the rest of the way and wait with her which she accepted. As they
were waiting they talked and found her cousin to be a classmate of Kiyoshi’s.
As the train arrived he wished her safe travels. The whole way home Kiyoko
couldn’t stop thinking about the handsome boy who’d helped her and hadn’t
treated her like just a pretty face.

Second Connection: After their meeting, Kiyoko couldn’t get
him out of her head and the same was true of Kiyoshi, the later cursing himself
for not at least trying to get her number but he didn’t want to spook her after
her unpleasant encounter. It’s Kiyoko who makes the first move to reconnect,
asking her cousin to ask Kiyoshi if it is ok for her to give Kiyoko his contact
information which he readily agrees to. They begin texting and before long
Kiyoshi asked her out to dinner, offering to come to Sendai. But she insists it
would be easier if they met in his area, knowing the boys on her team would
somehow catch wind of her on a date and she didn’t want it spoiled.

First Date: When the day of their date arrives, Kiyoshi is
waiting for Kiyoko at the station, a soft smile on his face as she exits and
walks towards him. He takes her to a quaint mom and pop restaurant known in the
neighborhood for their homemade dorayaki. As they eat, Kiyoko expresses her
appreciation of the food (which happens to be Kiyoshi’s favorite) and advises
that next time she’ll have to take him to her favorite place to get tenmusu.
She blushes furiously when she realizes she assumed he’d want to go out with
her again but he assures her she’s not wrong with a gentle laugh.

First Hand Holding: The two of them take things slowly which
is a little easier to do considering they live in different cities. It’s on
their fourth official date at a garden walk that Kiyoshi reaches out and takes
her hand, his eyes meeting hers in a silent question of whether she’s ok with
the contact. She responds by squeezing his hand before looking back at the scenery.

Meeting the teams: Since both Karasuno and Seirin are like
their unofficial families the time to meet them arrives fairly soon after they
make the decision to date one another exclusively. Needless to say, the meeting
with Seirin went considerably easier than the one with Karasuno. Tanaka and
Noya had mixed feelings about the whole thing, being both devastated and awed
when they meet Kiyoshi. But he is able to win them over fairly quickly, along
with the rest of the team. All the Seirin boys were a bit flabbergasted by
Kiyoko’s appearance, Hyuga wondering aloud how a doofus like Kiyoshi could land
such a beautiful girl.

First Kiss: Their first kiss occurred on New Year’s Eve, six
months into their dating life. They were at a festival with both their teams in
Tokyo and at the stroke of midnight Kiyoshi asked if he could kiss her. When
she agreed he leant down, kissing her lips very gently before wishing her a happy
new year. She returned the sentiment then grabbed his shirt to tug him down
into a more heated kiss, both their cheeks blazing.

Actions vs Words – Mitobe Rinnosuke

You thought you could handle the silence. But over time it
became heavy instead of peaceful, you felt awkward instead of comfortable and
ignored rather than heard.

“You love me, right?”

His eyes go wide, head nodding furiously in affirmative
response to your question.

“Then why don’t you say it?”

When Koga opens his mouth, you hold up your hand. “He’s
a grown man, let him speak for himself.”

Mitobe stares at you for a moment then reaches and touches
your face. His thumb ghosts over your cheek back and forth but he still doesn’t say
anything. A raise of his eyebrows has yours furrowing in frustration as a sigh
escapes your lips.

Pulling away, you shake your head. “That’s not enough
anymore Rinnosuke. I’m sorry.”

Weeks go by and the silence is still there but now there’s
no accompanying steadfast presence to go with it. You figure someday you’ll be
ready to try again with someone new but for now, even though it was you who
pushed him away, you miss Mitobe so much.

After two months, Koga can’t take it anymore, storming up to
you and saying without preamble, “Do you know why he accepted your
chocolate and reciprocated on white day? It wasn’t just because he thought you
were cute. It wasn’t because he felt obligated. It’s because he could tell you
actually liked him and weren’t just playing a game! Weren’t betting to see if
you could get him to talk!”

You feel your breath get caught in your throat, tears stinging
the edges of your eyes.

“You were the one girl in this whole damn school who
cared about him as he is with no ulterior motive. And he’s suffering now! He
loves you so damn much and he’s withering away without you! Whatever happened
to ‘actions speak louder than words’?! How can you not have seen how much he
cares?” He points to a door. “Go on the roof! See for yourself if you
can’t tell he loves you!”

You don’t know why you go but you do and the sight you find
breaks your heart. He looks up, sad eyes meeting yours. Before you can blink, you
rush forward, propelling yourself into his lap.

A startled inhale of breath is all you hear before you kiss
him, hands raking through his hair. His hands clasp your waist, trailing to
your back and pulling you flush against him. When you pull away he’s breathing
hard, you both are. Cupping his face, you look in his eyes, silently letting
him know, I’m sorry.

He swallows once, twice then opens his mouth. But before he
can say anything you put your hand over it, whispering, “It’s ok. I know.
I love you too.”

You feel him smile against your skin and return it before
kissing him again.

Mayuzumi please for number 73 dates fic meme ;)

I’m sorry this is so short, but I hope you like it!

Mayuzumi – Date #73 – Ice
skating/roller skating

“I don’t know how you talked me into this,”
Mayuzumi complains rubbing his hands together, his breath coming out like
steam.

“Because you love me,” you quip back lacing up
your skates

Stepping out onto the ice, you effortlessly glide across its
surface, spinning once before taking off swiftly, the bite of the cold air invigorating
against your skin.

Your hair whips around and you feel free, you always feel
most free here. Turning around you see your boyfriend still on the snow. “Aren’t
you coming?” you shout, your voice carrying far in the silence of the
surrounding woods.

Mayuzumi blinks, coming out of his haze from watching you.
You look positively ethereal in your blue and white winter clothing, the bright
full moon shining down on the secluded pond behind your parents’ home.

Skating out, he’s still cold and uncomfortable but he has to
admit the vision of you doing what you love is worth the sacrifice.

Character drabble number 3 with takao pretty please :))

Kazunari Takao Prompt #3: “I’m not jealous”

Walking through the arcade, Takao’s smile is wide and
bright, his hand clenching yours tightly. You shoot a sidelong glance at him,
giggling at his eager disposition.

Spying a basketball shooting game, he tugs you towards it, ignoring
your groaned protests.

“No fair! You can’t pick something you have such an
advantage in!” you whine when he steps up to the line.

“All’s fair in love and arcade wars babe,” he
replies cheekily, inserting both his and your player cards.

The machine clamors to life as you both pick up a ball.
“Loser gives the winner a hand massage,” he announces and you roll
your eyes but then focus on the challenge ahead.

Two minutes later, it’s over score 20 to 30.

“I can’t believe I won!” you exclaim happily.

Takao grumbles something about it being harder because the
basketball is weighted differently and the hoop distance isn’t the same.

“Ah, don’t be jealous that I’m a better shot than
you.”

“I’m not jealous!
I’m just stating the facts.”

You laugh, pecking your lips against his pout which melts it
away into his normal grin.

“Guess it’s not all bad,” he admits.
“Besides, now I can tell everyone my girlfriend is a damn good shot!”

Can you also do the date fic meme no. 4 for Himuro. Pretty please ^^

As always thank you for your patience!

Tatsuya Himuro – Date #4 – Dance class

“It’s hopeless! I’m a hopeless, two left footed
loser!”

Slumping to the ground, you clutch your arms around your
knees, head falling forward to hide your tears.

“Give us five minutes,” Himuro says to the
instructor and she nods, walking out of the studio.

Silence fills the room as Himuro keeps his eyes on your
crumpled form; he hates how much pressure you’re putting on yourself about
this.After giving you a few moments to compose yourself, he
crouches next to you, hand on your head.

“Sweet love, we don’t have to have a fancy first dance.
We don’t have to have one at all if you don’t want, I’m just happy to be
marrying you.”

Your head lifts, tears still standing in your eyes.
“But I wanted everything to be perfect.”

“That’s not possible,” he replies gently and you
nod, biting your lip to try to stem more tears.

Standing, Himuro tugs you to your feet and into his arms.
He, of course, has had no problem learning the moves of this dance. He may not
believe perfection is possible but you disagree because he’s perfect.
Everything he does ends the way he wants it.

“That’s not true,” he says when you express these
thoughts. “I’ve failed plenty of times, in something I love too.” He
tilts your head up, looking in your eyes. “But I kept going and didn’t give
up. Come on, lets try again.”

Slowly he leads you, swaying side to side, one hand on your
waist and the other grasping gently but firm to yours.

And so you dance, the thrum of your hearts all the rhythm
you need.