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A toast to the past - Dabi x Reader

Warnings: a lot of sadness, grieving

Synopsis: some bonds and moments never truly die, no matter how much time passes. This is what you've learned not only from the League of Villains, but mostly from Dabi himself

A/N: as we say goodbye to 2024, I want to take a moment to wish you all a very Happy New Year, filled with good health and an abundance of positive energy. A huge thank you to everyone who has taken the time to visit my blog, read my stories, or offer the support - your kindness means the world to me. I’m looking forward to welcoming the new year and sharing even more with all of you. Here's to more adventures together in 2025!

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST - PART II

The icy wind gnawed at the edges of the dilapidated bar, rattling loose boards and curling under the gap at the door. The League of Villains’ ramshackle hideout wasn’t exactly the place one might expect to find themselves celebrating. It wasn’t often the League found a reason to celebrate, but tonight was an exception. New Year’s Eve was as good a reason as any to drag out the stolen liquor, laugh a little too loudly, and forget - if only for a few hours - about the vain world of heroes that loomed outside.

Yet, the hideout was alive with chaos. 

Spinner had begrudgingly joined Twice and Toga in their frantic attempts to decorate, though the results were predictably awful - streamers dangled half-heartedly from the ceiling, and a mismatched assortment of paper lanterns cast flickering light across the room.

Mr. Compress sipped his drink, attempting to draw Giran into the conversation.

Shigaraki, for once, seemed to tolerate the festive atmosphere, though he sat hunched in his chair, lazily swirling a glass of a cheap champagne, scratching idly at his neck and glaring at anyone who came too close, his Switch laying on his lap.

Kurogiri had been busy behind the scenes, thoughtfully preparing colorful drinks for everyone. He made sure to mix several non-alcoholic ones, particularly for Toga, knowing she would enjoy them without the risk of getting drunk.  He'd always kept an eye on her, knowing well that she could easily lose control if left unchecked, just like Tomura. At the same time, he carefully prepared extra shots for Shigaraki, who had openly mentioned earlier that he wanted to get wasted to dull the unbearable itching sensation crawling beneath his skin. Kurogiri had always been attentive, and tonight, he was doing what he could to ease the discomfort of his comrades, in his own quiet, efficient way.

And then there was Dabi.

The black-haired man, as usual, lingered on the outskirts of the noise, a silent observer. He stood by the window, cigarette in hand, eyes half-lidded as the faint orange glow reflected off the sharp planes of his face. The scarred corners of his lips twitched occasionally as he watched the others, though whether in amusement or annoyance, it was hard to tell.

It was a strange thing, this party. A group like yours wasn’t exactly built for celebrations. You were all too fractured, too worn by the world to embrace something as frivolous as joy. And yet, here you all were, crammed into this shabby room with mismatched streamers hanging crookedly from the ceiling.

"Five minutes to midnight!" Toga announced, clapping her hands together with a giddy grin. She darted to Twice, who was balancing a precarious tower of plastic cups, and immediately knocked it over in her excitement.

"You little menace!" Twice cried, his tone swinging wildly between indignant and adoring.

It was impossible not to laugh. Even Shigaraki's lips twitched in the ghost of a smirk before he buried his face back in his hands.

You glanced at Dabi, who hadn't moved from his spot by the window. Smoke curled lazily around his head, his expression unreadable. Something about his stillness drew you in like gravity, and before you realized it, you were walking toward him.

"You're missing the party," you teased, stopping just short of leaning against the same wall.

He exhaled slowly, his gaze flicking to you. "Looks like I'm not the only one."

"Fair," you admitted with a small smile. “But you’re really going to sulk through New Year’s?” You leaned your hip against the wall, tilting your head as you studied him.

“Sulking implies I care,” Dabi shot back, but the retort lacked its usual venom.

The countdown began, Toga’s voice leading the charge. “Ten! Nine!”

As the countdown began, the League’s mismatched voices filled the air, a cacophony of excitement and half-hearted participation.

Dabi didn’t move. He didn’t turn to the others, didn’t even glance at the clock. His gaze remained on you, sharp and heavy.

“Eight! Seven!”

“You’re staring,” you said softly, though your tone lacked any real accusation.

His lips twitched into something that might have been a smirk. “So are you.”

“Six! Five!”

You opened your mouth to respond, but the words caught in your throat as he took a step closer. He stopped just a breath away, close enough that you could feel the heat radiating from him despite the chill that crept through the cracks in the walls. His hand came up to cup your cheek, rough fingers brushing against your skin with a surprising gentleness that made your breath hitch.

“Four! Three!”

The noise around you faded into nothing, the room dissolving into a blur as his thumb traced along your lower lip.

“Two! One! Happy New Year!”

The room erupted into cheers, Toga’s high-pitched squeal cutting through the din as the others toasted and clapped, but none of it reached you. 

Dabi leaned in, his lips crashed against yours. It wasn’t soft or tentative - he wasn’t the kind of man for that. Dabi’s lips were firm, his touch possessive, the kiss rough and consuming. The heat of him, the faint taste of smoke on his lips, made your knees weak, and you clung to him as though letting go wasn’t an option.

The world seemed to pause, time itself holding its breath as the moment stretched. 

Dabi pulled back, his forehead resting against yours for a moment. His breath ghosted over your lips as he muttered, “Happy New Year, doll.”

Before you could respond, Toga’s delighted giggles shattered the moment. “Dabi kissed Y/N! I knew he would!” she crowed, clapping her hands in glee.

Twice let out a loud, exaggerated whistle. “Didn’t see that coming. Well, maybe I did. No, I definitely didn’t!”

Even Shigaraki seemed momentarily stunned, though he quickly muttered something about idiots and looked away.

Spinner groaned, muttering something about how he couldn’t believe he was spending his New Year with these people.

Compress raised a toast to the unexpected romance, and Twice fumbled with the camera app on his phone to snap a blurry picture. 

But none of it mattered. 

All that existed in that moment was the way Dabi looked at you as though the world had narrowed to just the two of you.

“Alright, show’s over,” the black-haired man groaned, shooting a pointed glare at Toga before grabbing your wrist and tugging you toward the door, leading you straight to his bedroom.

The night passed in a blur of heated whispers and shared warmth, his body a steady presence against yours as you made love for hours. The two of you stayed wrapped around each other long after the world outside went quiet. Dabi’s arm draped over your waist, his breath steady and warm against your shoulder. Neither of you spoke, content to exist in the stillness, in the rare, fragile peace of the moment.

The memory still lived in your heart, as vivid and searing as if it had happened yesterday. The hideout filled with laughter and chaos, Toga’s delighted clapping, Twice’s off-key singing, and the way Dabi’s lips pressed against yours at the stroke of midnight - it was a fleeting moment of happiness in a world that had given you so little.

But that was last year. That New Year’s Eve was the last you all spent together.

Everything changed after that night. The war came, tearing through your lives like a storm, leaving devastation in its wake. Too many lives were claimed, too many futures snuffed out. The League, the world, you - it all fractured, irreparably changed by the battles fought and the losses endured.

Now, you sat cross-legged in the grass, the late afternoon sun warm against your shoulders. A simple summer dress clung to your frame, and a gentle breeze whispered through the trees, carrying the faint scent of wildflowers. In your lap was a handmade bowl of soba, steam curling lazily into the air.

“I started a job last week,” you said, your voice soft but steady. “It’s nothing glamorous, just working in the back of a diner. Washing dishes, peeling vegetables, that sort of thing. It’s hard, y’know? People don’t exactly trust someone with a past like mine.” You picked at the soba with your chopsticks, twirling the noodles idly. “People stare. They always do. Even when they don’t recognize me, they can tell there’s something off, like they can smell the smoke that clings to me. I can’t blame them. It’s not like I’ll ever really blend in.” You laughed softly, though the sound was hollow. “It’s funny,” you continued, wiping your cheek where a tear had fallen unnoticed. “The normal life we used to joke about… it’s so much harder than I thought it’d be. People don’t smile much, not really. And some days, it’s like I’m invisible. Maybe it’s better that way.” 

You held the bowl tighter, your knuckles white against the handmade ceramic. “I brought this for you,” you offered, shifting slightly to place the bowl in the grass. “You probably would’ve made some snarky comment about how it’s not your style, but I thought… I thought you might like it anyway.”

The words caught in your throat, and before you could stop them, the tears came - hot and relentless, spilling down your cheeks as though the dam you’d built over the past year had finally broken. You didn’t bother wiping them away. What was the point?

It took everything in you to get here. Reaching out to the Todoroki family - people you’d once thought of as enemies - had been harder than you could have imagined. But you needed to know where he was, where they’d laid him to rest. You couldn’t keep carrying the weight of his absence without a place to grieve.

The breeze shifted, and for a moment, it seemed to carry a faint, fleeting scent of fire - charcoal and smoke. It wrapped around you like an embrace, stirring the strands of your hair. It was fleeting, barely there, but it made you pause. Slowly, your lips curved into a small, trembling smile. “You’re listening, aren’t you?” you whispered, wiping at your face. “You always were good at pretending not to care.”

What you didn’t know - what you couldn’t know - was that he was sitting right there, just as you’d imagined. His spirit leaned against the gravestone, one knee drawn up, his chin resting lazily on it. He was watching you, his pale eyes filled with a mixture of longing and sorrow. He reached out, his fingers ghosting over your cheek, aching to wipe away your tears. But it was futile, of course. You were here, in the world of the living, and he was there, trapped in the world of the dead. Dabi whispered, “Stop crying, doll. You’ll ruin your pretty face.” But the words faded into the breeze, unheard and unspoken.

He watched you carefully: the way your hands trembled slightly as you set the bowl down, the way your lips quivered as you spoke his name, the way your tears reflected the light of the setting sun.

You couldn’t see the way his jaw clenched, the frustration in his eyes as his hand passed through you like mist. The space between your worlds was too vast, and all he could do was sit and observe.

You didn’t know he was there, couldn’t feel the weight of his gaze or the ghostly touch of his hand. “I miss you,” you whispered, your voice trembling as you rested a hand on the cold stone. “Every day, Touya.”

He closed his eyes, his head tilting back against the gravestone as if to steady himself. The scars on his face softened in the glow of the afternoon sun, and for a moment, he looked almost at peace. “I miss you too,” he whispered, though the words were meant only for himself.

The sun dipped lower on the horizon, casting long shadows across the cemetery. Your fingers brushed over the gravestone, tracing the letters carved into the cold stone: Touya Todoroki. The breeze swirled again, wrapping around you like an embrace. It felt warm, comforting, almost like him.

“I miss all of you. Toga, Tomura… even Twice and his constant grumbling.” You laughed weakly, but the sound was hollow. “The world’s quieter now, but it doesn’t feel better. It feels empty.” And with that, you sobbed more. “I’m sorry,” you choked out, your voice trembling. “I’m sorry I couldn’t do more. I’m sorry I couldn’t save any of you. I’m so fucking sorry…”

When you finally stood  and brushed the grass from your dress, you glanced back at the tombstone one last time. “I’ll keep going,” you whispered, your voice shaky but resolute. “For you. For all of you. I promise. I promise I won’t let go. I’ll never forget you. And you guys will always live in my heart.”

He watched you turn to leave, his gaze lingering on you as if memorizing every detail - the way the sunlight caught the strands of your hair, the way your shoulders straightened even under the weight of your grief, and a faint smile crossed his lips as his scarred hand rested on the top of the tombstone. “We all know that, doll,” he murmured, his voice soft and low. “Live the life we weren’t destined to have. And don’t forget - I’ll love you forever.”

As the wind swept through the graveyard once more, Dabi’s spirit winnowed like mist under the light of a chilly morning, fading into the air that surrounded you. And a promise, carried on the breeze, was as eternal as the love he left behind.

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natsume sakasaki x reader smau

warning(s) : cussing, mao being a me kinnie, subaru the comedic relief

╰┈➤ synopsis  ❝after yumenosaki academy resident magician and eccentric sakasaki natsume asks you to “go out with him”, you immediately shut him down. so why is he dedicating a song to you at a switch concert? and why are people whispering about you being the cutest couple?❞

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you should always be careful when you fall back asleep again after waking up because sometimes you will just have a pleasant little snooze but sometimes you'll get trapped in TIME PRISON. unfortunately there is no way to predict this.

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enemies to lovers with knights

ft. izumi sena, leo tsukinaga, ritsu sakuma, tsukasa suou, arashi narukami

izumi sena

• you were probably a fellow model in the industry, so izumi, by default, saw you as competition (you must be eliminated)

• he and his beloved yuu-kun are actually the only models ever - izumi sena

• was probably (definitely) intimidated by your beauty, and didn’t want to admit every time he saw you pop up im a magazine that he felt a strange tinge in his chest

• he brushed it off as frustration

• Izumi Sena Ultimate Tsundere 2022

• was asked about you in an interview once and could NOT stop going off about you. his fans were immediately hooked on your relationship (?) now. What relationship ????

• both of your producers definitely caught on to this and scheduled for you two to do a photoshoot together

• izumi was PANICKED and had no idea why. HE’S SO DUMB i hate him

• glared at you the entire shoot. you probably just looked like this (¬_¬")

• it would take him literal MONTHS to even come to terms with him maybe, sort of, definitely, finding you attractive

• knights would be sick and tired of his bs at that point, he would not stop talking about you

• “yeah, and they’re freakishly pretty and naturally photogenic it’s sooooo~ annoying!”

• “IZUMI YOU DUMB BITCH” - naru after She Snaps

• naru would definitely try and befriend you after izumi will not take a mf hint😭 she gives you tips on modelling that eventually go from ‘haha yeah this foundation is the best’ to ‘please go out with izumi sena i cannot handle him anymore’

• you would honestly just find the entire ordeal amusing tbh

• it is very obvious that he is. emotionally constipated. (UNDERSTATEMENT) so you would have to take action first

• it would be fun to tease him at first tho!! give him smug smiles and challenging looks

• he would get outrageously mad omfg HIS FACE WOULD LITERALLY BE SO RED

• izumi sena wins best tomato award for midori’s grocery shop real !

• midori has contacted me and he does not want to be involved i take it back guys

• once you do finally decide to take action, izumi would be so surprised even tho?? he has been the one pining after you for so long??

• “izumi sena i think you are an extremely beautiful and caring person pls go on a date with me”

• “WHAT”

• couple photoshoots become a regular awwww

• naru is so proud (she’s making a wedding photo book already) (ritsu has not known of your existence until this moment)

leo tsukinaga

• okay, consider: being izumi’s younger sibling

• you get jealous over izumi and leo being so close… izumi is YOUR older brother grrrr growl eyes turn red you go alpha mode

• especially since leo made him so worried in the past, he took away your brother from you (╥﹏╥)

• LEO WOULD NOT TAKE A HINT. he thinks that you two are super close great friends and you should get matching friendship bracelets

• “listen here you little shit, STAY AWAY FROM IZU-CHAN”

• his ass is Not listening 😭😭

• he drags you out on little adventures whenever izumi is busy, you are ready to BITE this bitch

• you probably do. leo would not even react

• ???

• much like your older brother, you would eventually pick up the habit of taking care of leo subconsciously

• you bring extra cleaning supplies for when he decides to vandalise public property, and always make sure he is taking care of himself

• he really likes it when you brush his hair for him! turns into a little kitty cat

• he is The el gato…

• you say it’s just to make sure he isn’t bothering izumi too much, but it does start to feel different as time goes on

• maybe you do actually want to take care of him because you GENUINELY want him to be safe and happy

• idk bro sounds kinda unbelievable…

• being emotionally constipated runs in the family i think

• leo is not at all uncomfortable with giving profound love confessions, he does it often, so why does it feel so strange to hear him say it to people other than you?

• it’s not like you want to be the only person he loves, right?

• OH SHIT

• if you ever decide to confide in your brother for this OH DEAR LORD

• gives you the biggest lecture of your life, but cannot hide the fondness in his eyes while doing so

• secretly the biggest support of you and leo

• IZUMI BEST OLDER BROTHER EVER !!

• makoto disagrees (Be quiet makoto) (this is Not about you)

• “:(“ - makoto

• when you do confess to leo, he just laughs

• you know that wahahaha type shit

• was probably convinced that you have been dating for the past 6 months

• cue you hitting him over the head and yelling at him for making such Bold accusations

• at least you get kisses at the end of it

• congrats you now basically just adopted a child ! or a cat ! maybe both.

ritsu sakuma

• you, mao and ritsu are all childhood friends

• the cutest trio ever fr

• everyone presumes the three of you get along swimmingly

• well… sort of

• you and ritsu are EXTREMELY competitive for mao’s affections

• mao is just like so ❤️❤️❤️ it’s understandable you both want him all to yourself

• you won’t him

• anyway

• everytime ritsu clung to mao’s arm, he’d peek around to give you a cheeky look and stick his tongue out at you

• at the ripe age of 6 you were already flipping him off

• as you grew older, you lecture ritsu about giving mao more of a workload with his laziness, but he wouldn’t listen at all

• his ass is Not listening pt. 2

• funnily, however, you get along greatly with his older brother

• you gladly look at embarrassing photos of ritsu (which you were there to witness) to which ritsu contemplates MURDER

• eyeing his gun rn

• you and rei are just giggling to yourselves like school girls and ritsu wants to curl into a ball and die

• ‘then perish’ - you

• mao would bring up one day that you seem much more empty whenever ritsu isn’t around

• AS IF ?????

• well, it does feel lonely…

• even with mao around, it just isn’t the same without… he who must not be named

• “oh so you have pet names for each other now awww” “MAO SHUT UP”

• you eventually become the one to kick him in his side whenever he is sleeping in obscene locations and he just like. gives you such an evil look every damn time

• but is secretly disappointed whenever it isn’t you waking him up…

• is 10x more annoyed with whoever it is

• naru cries to you about how he called her a dumb ugly ass bitch when she interrupted his nap

• BUT ALSO HOW HE SAID YOUR NAME IMMEDIATELY WHEN HE WOKE UP ???

• your face goes red at this comment which naru teases you about

• being childhood friends, you actually trust him and lot and vice versa

• gossiping with him is otherworldly he would trash talk ANYONE

• confessing wouldn’t even be that challenging tbh, it would be chill

• “so we are both in agreement never to tell maa-kun about this” “oh absolutely”

• mao knew from the beginning this would happen btw

• he has a letter he wrote at 5 about how he wants to attend your future wedding

• “ritsu plees let mi b yor best man frum mao”

• now you and ritsu compete for each other’s affections !!

• in a weird way??? you’ll be like “ooh you wanna kiss me so bad”

• it all comes full circle

• mao brings everyone together

• i love mao sorry

• LOVE RITSU MORE THO #livelaughritsu

tsukasa suou

• you guys have rich people beef. sorry i don’t make the rules (i do) but your families are extremely competitive against each other

• your earliest memories of tsukasa were seeing him cling to his mother’s arm as a little toddler, his oversized bow tie askew and eyes wide with wonder

• and it made you feel so much rage

• he knows Nothing of the highs and lows of the economy

• disclaimer: you are not a capitalist

• even as a 5 year old, you knew he was a little bitch

• specifically that he was a bitch. your first words were probably stocks. your first sentence was i’m on the grind

• anyways, you disliked how he was born with a silver spoon between his lips

• your family had to WORK to get to the standing they are at. tsukasa was just born into riches and fame which ticked you off

• tsukasa saw you as competition too, and your frustration towards him only fuelled the mutual hatred

• RICH PEOPLE BEEF !!

• on the other hand, you and tori…

• BFFS FOR LIFE !! TSUKASA HATE CLUB FR !!

• tsukasa was always a tiny, little, tad bit jealous that you and tori were so close

• he wanted to have rich people tea parties with you two… :’(

• once tsukasa became the official king of knights, you envied him so much omg

• he’s the future head of the suou household AND a highly established idol??

• why does he get everything…

• to investigate this, you attended one of knights’ concerts. your curiosity got the best of you

• once the stage lit up and they started performing you were blown tf away

• bro is magnificent 💀

• you couldn’t take your eyes off of the stage, their choreography kept you eagerly awaiting for the next song

• afterwards you, as professionally as possible, let tsukasa know your thoughts on his performance

• “you performed well. i was thoroughly entertained. it was adequate. well done.”

• tsukasa feels. very strange at your words

• naru elbows him in the side and makes suggestive kissy noises

• tsukasa feels Very strange now

• from that day forward, you try to be civil when conversing with tsukasa

• he is always searching for your praise and congratulations. it always feels so much warmer when you say nice things to him !!

• oh yeah. you also become a knights superfan. you have (almost!) all of their merch and stream their songs 24/7

• yes even voice of sword. knights in the studio be like this sounds boring as fuck drop it (i love them i swear)

• tsukasa notices you have a knights tote bag one day and questions you on it. your entire face goes red and you make up some fake reason to excuse yourself

• tsukasa is just ???

• as embarrassing as it is, tsukasa does become your bias…

• his charming stage personality and sweet voice got you hooked

• the day he invites you out on a Date(?) of some kind, you are over the moon

• your own pride would never have let you ask him out of your own volition, so him asking you was a relief

• you go to a quaint café with a lot of sweet treats for you to snack on !!

• knights spies on your date(?). Btw

• you notice them immediately

• surprisingly leo does not make a convincing bush

• at the end of the date(?), you give him a peck on the cheek and run away

• you guys are so wholesome actually

• he swoons

• it was definitely a date.

• “they grow up so fast!” “narukami-senpai please shut up”

arashi narukami

• YOU ARE ENEMIES WITH NARU?? HOW?? i genuinely cannot see anyone hating this wonderful angel of a person

• for the sake of this scenario, let’s just say you somehow happen to have beef with her

• you are a longterm member of valkyrie, working directly under shu, similar to mika

• however, unlike mika, you do not agree with arashi’s views on your teacher

• she would sell out izumi to get to punch shu directly in the jaw. you would sell out mika to protect shu (jk u love mika. maybe)

• everytime she goes over to mika and fawns over him with her annoying “mika-chan!”s, you just scoff and roll your eyes

• she probably looks over at you so sadly… noooooo… i will cry…

• you just continue sewing, not wanting to disappoint shu

• after this happens multiple times, she would probably confront you !

• you tell her straight up that you don’t appreciate her distractions, and that her perspective of shu is completely off

• i feel like arashi would actually be very understanding towards you, and would want to fix things asap

• it is honestly one-sided enemies to lovers

• enemy to lovers ?

• she buys you flowers and apologises for getting in the way of valkyrie’s work !!

• you begrudgingly accept

• she goes up to you after valkyrie concerts and praises you on your performance

• it does feel nice to receive compliments, especially since shu does not offer them very often.. or at all…

• he’s a 10 but loves his dress collection more than his unit mates “A ONE” “ARASHI NO”

• you go to her for makeup tips since you want to make your appearance match your valkyrie outfits !

• she squeals, grabs your hand Very firmly, and leads you to her studio

• you somehow end up modelling with her…

• preppy x goth aesthetic anyone ?!

• WAIT NO THAT SOUNDS LIKE THE BOYFRIENDS WEBTOON ABORT ABORT

• you, mika and naru go out on shopping trips together

• it is so cute. you actually become a lot closer to mika because of arashi too which you really appreciate…

• and she helps you to take care of yourself ! you often find yourself overworking to maintain valkyrie’s mage, so she helps you to relax a tad ;;

• hardworking people are her type afterall hehe

• it’s a very healthy and communicative relationship you are everyone’s otp

• knights rate you 10/10

• shu rates you 9/10 (it is actually 10/10 - madonee)

• mika rates you 15/10

• rinne rates you 10/10

• wait why is rinne here

• WAIT SHU NO

• rinne is no longer here.

— HEREAFTER 

ft. isagi yoichi ; itoshi rin ; nagi seishiro ; bachira meguru ; chigiri hyōma ; mikage reo

summary: how you met them ! (high school setting)

note: well hello there, aren’t you all sick & tired of seeing me every saturday? dw i’m in a slump. 2 more & i’ll be gone (no mf you can’t get rid of me that easy wym)

⚘ ISAGI YOICHI

ㅤㅤit’s cheesy, the way you were sitting down next to each other at the train station, waiting for the rain to stop. it had been a lot noisier back then, when a group of friends had taken up almost the entire space, leaving isagi with no other available seat except the one next to you. not that you mind anyway, he seemed less intimidating than those other people. but when they finally got up and left, he didn’t move to the other end. neither did you. the rest of the wait was spent in complete silence. it wasn’t until it was announced that the train would be arriving late that the two of you made a sound; it’s kind of funny how you sighed at the same time, both utterly defeated. you laughed together at the predicament you’re in, looking at each other afterwards before realizing that you were wearing the same uniform. this prompted a rather pleasant conversation, resulting in the two of you being so immersed in each other’s company that you ended up missing the train. in the end, the rain kept pouring and it was getting really late, so you opted to walking back home together — shoulders touching just like a moment ago.

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hiii can I request flinching in an argument with Reo, and Sae

the two of you had argued before. it wasn't a new concept, but it surely was a rare one. it was usually over petty things for you were both stubborn and hardly malleable. but you were also compatible, you loved each other dearly, you worked well together. even in moments similar to this where you felt frustrated you did not stop loving him, even for a second.

but those were moments similar to this, not this exact, specific, one.

he was yelling something. you had already drained his voice out, you couldn't hear him and you didn't want to. there was something cutting into your chest, bruising you like the sun did to the evening sky. you swore you could feel blood trickling down your body as your heart gave in.

and suddenly all the numbness vanished and your senses heightened. every rustling of the curtain, birds chirping outside, the electricity in the light bulbs and his harsh tone when he snapped at you.

"are you even listening to me?"

your eyes focused on him. he was so beautiful most of the time. why was he being so gruff all of a sudden? this was just some petty argument was it not? so why did you feel your body tense up and a stinging tear fill up your eye?

but he kept staring at you silently, face growing more and more forlorn.

"are you alright?"

you thought it was quite obvious you weren't fine. what a pathetic question. you don't just think this, you physically voice it aloud. "what do you think?"

"i'm so–" he stopped himself from saying anything. all he did was step closer to you. his presence wasn't comforting, as it used to be. it wasn't warm or inviting. and it was anything but desired. and he knew all this, he knew he had hurt you, and he was probably the last person you wanted to see but he hated to see you cry. and closing his eyes would not be enough to rid him of the image of you in pain.

"stay away from me–"

he wasn't one to listen. he wasn't one to admit his faults and mistakes. and he was surely not one to physically console. but it was you.

he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and gently guided your head into his chest. he kissed your crown lightly as he stroked your hair. it was like he was lulling you to sleep. and you heard him whisper sweet promises, telling you he would never do such a thing again, and how he regretted it as soon as he raised his voice.

you felt detached from him even with the apology. you wondered if he would have ever felt guilty if you were just a bit better at hiding your emotions. if he had never seen you cry, would he care? the thoughts clouded your mind, and all you could do was sob in his chest until you heard it. and the words struck your heart.

"i'm so in love with you. please, let me get better."

𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐃

pairing. itoshi rin x gn!reader

summary. rin is cold to everyone, but maybe he'll warm up to you.

content warnings. 2k wc, college au, reader wears a skirt, mentions of injury + a little blood.

you aren't one to believe in silly superlatives, but the last few months have helped you understand why itoshi rin is regarded as the most unapproachable student on campus.

he works alone and during the moments when he's required to collaborate, the man is incredibly blunt. outside of class, you rarely see him accompanied by anyone other than his team and even then he never seems thrilled to be around them. the aloof expression he constantly wears only solidifies everyone's perception of him—everyone's but yours.

you're a firm believer that people are more than they let on and rin is no different. beneath his frigid exterior, there's something more. at least, that's what you've been telling yourself for the last several weeks. if you weren't convinced, how else would you explain your efforts of getting close to him?

you're on a mission, one to see if you can chip away, thaw, the icy exterior that encases itoshi rin.

"rin!" you shout, but your call doesn't elicit any sort of response—he doesn't pause, doesn't turn his head, just keeps walking as though your voice is nothing more than a gust of wind. his disregard fails to deter you as you pick up your pace to catch up with rin's long strides. it takes a bit but when you finally do, you smile and link your arm with his. you look up at him before asking, "hey, didn't you hear me calling your name?"

"i did. i was just ignoring you." his teal eyes finally spare you a short glance before he's shaking you off, pulling his arm out of your hold and stuffing his hand in the pocket of his long, beige coat. it's you again, he thinks.

you remind him of something—a gnat, that's it. small and bothersome but easy to swat away. though, just like them, you always seem to make your way back. he's grown used to your repeated appearances, even if he finds them slightly bothersome.

"this is why you don't have any friends, you know." you sigh, the stream of air that leaves your mouth visible as a foggy cloud in front of you. you peer up at him through your eyelashes. "you're so cold."

he's silent in response to your statement and you expected as much. still, you send him a smile and continue talking. "i'm willing to look past that, though. what are you doing now?"

"going home." rin hopes his answer is enough to dispel whatever thought is brewing in your head.

"perfect! so you're free." he turns to you with a frown. what part of "going home" gave you the impression that he had nothing else to do? "wanna go get sushi? it's on campus so we wouldn't have to go far."

"no thanks." he looks away to finalize his answer.

"aw, come on, rin." if you're going to get anywhere, you can't keep letting him brush you off. "it doesn't have to be sushi," you try to bargain, but he doesn't budge, only continues toward his destination.

maybe you should just drop it, try again another time, but your body has other ideas. you take a few quick steps forward so you're standing in front of rin. you're walking partially backward as your next words come out. "we can get whatever you w-"

the ground beneath your feet doesn't feel as stable as it did a moment ago, it's slippery now, enough to make you lose your balance. you slide forward on a patch of ice before the concrete is back under you. the bottoms of your shoes catch on the roughness of the ground, launching your forward. your knees and the heels of your palms skim the sidewalk, drawing a pained gasp from your lungs.

"shit, are you okay?" rin's voice cuts through the air, and it's closer than it was when you were upright. you turn your head to find his face right beside yours. his eyes are zoned in on your hands and you swear you can see a glint of concern pass over them.

"i'm fine," you tell him, sitting back on your knees and painting on a smile to cover up the pain. you shake your hands at the wrist but the cool air only bites at your open wounds. "it just stings a little."

you're a lousy liar, rin thinks. did you think he wouldn't notice the breath of air you sucked in just now? blue-green irises scan over your hands and knees. the fall was enough to tear your tights and break the skin. there's blood slowly pooling from the surface of each scratch.

"come on," rin sighs, straightening up and shrugging his coat off his shoulders. you stare up at him with lips parted in confusion. he jerks his head in a silent gesture for you to stand up.

"where are we going?" you ask, carefully boosting yourself up from off the ground.

"to my apartment." he glances at your outfit before holding out his coat to you. "put this on."

you want to ask him why but you figure your constant questioning will put him off. you keep your lips sealed as you accept his coat, slinging it over your much thinner zip-up. your eyes dart back to where he's standing—or where he was standing. he's not there anymore but it only takes a tilt of your head to find him. he's bent at the knee in front of you and his arm reaches over his shoulder to pat his back. "get on."

your eyes widen in a mixture of surprise and triumph. the gesture itself catches you off guard—before now, it was hard to ever picture rin being so... helpful, chivalrous. on the other hand, this is the first of what you hope becomes many wins in your pursuit of melting away what you think is his frosty façade.

a quiet laugh pushes past your lips as you bend down to wrap your arms around rin's neck. he hooks his hands under your knees, a low grunt rumbling in his chest as he rises up from his position.

you can't help but think it would be a lot colder if you weren't wearing rin's coat. maybe you should have taken a look at the weather before you decided to put a skirt on this morning. it's only then that it strikes you—he didn't give you the jacket to keep you warm, he gave it to you to keep you covered. if the length of the outerwear wasn't draped over your legs, this piggyback ride would be a lot more compromising.

your cheeks and the tips of your ears are flaming hot compared to the nip of the cold air. you aren't sure if you're flustered because of the close call or the fact that rin was attentive and considerate enough to protect your decency. he's a lot more thoughtful than he puts on.

despite your fall being entirely unintentional, you have to say, the timing couldn't have been better. the walk to rin's apartment isn't far at all and if you hadn't found a way to stop him, you wouldn't have gotten through to him today.

with you still on his back, rin fishes out his keys from his pocket, sticking one into the keyhole and twisting until a click signals that the front door is unlocked. you can't see far into the apartment over his shoulder, but the kitchen and the little glimpse of the living room are exactly what you expected—neat. there are no dirty dishes littered about the counters and the blanket hanging over the back of the couch is tidily folded.

the bathroom is directly to the right of the entrance and rin nudges the door open with his foot to allow the both of you in. he kneels in front of the toilet, setting you down on the closed lid. you survey the scratches on your palms as rin washes his hands and grabs the first-aid kit he keeps under the sink. he kneels down in front of you to start treating the scrapes on your knees.

the process is a silent one, rin's focus solely on cleaning your wounds. the silence makes you want to squirm but the thought of being reprimanded by rin keeps you glued to your spot. his presence is always overwhelming but much less so when it's accompanied by conversation. so, you speak, "this is your fault, you know."

he stills for a split second before continuing, but you don't miss the way his eyebrows knit together. “how is you slipping my fault?”

you bite your lip to hold back a laugh. the empty statement was merely a poor attempt at breaking the silence, but you're beginning to think that you can use this to your advantage. "i was just trying to be nice and invite you out. if you agreed to lunch with me, this all would have been avoidable."

rin clicks his tongue. he knows what you're doing; you're trying to guilt trip him, make him feel bad. and he does, he recognizes—but not for the reasons you think. he's never been particularly benevolent but something drove him to act today, something he can't quite put his finger on. all he can say for sure is that he wouldn't be doing this for just anyone.

"don't worry, though." your voice brings rin back to reality from his thoughts. his teal gaze lands on your face and you smile. it's pretty, the thinks, but there's a gleam in your eyes that isn't as sweet. "i know how you can make it up to me."

"am i not doing that now?" he asks as he finishes bandaging your second knee.

you ignore his question, holding your palms up at rin's nod toward them. "i'll forgive you if you take me up on my offer. going out for lunch, i mean."

a gnat. persistent and pesky.

"what makes you think i want your forgiveness?" his words, the bluntness of them, starkly contrasts his touch. the lithe finger applying antibiotic ointment to your torn skin is gentle, tender even.

"maybe you don't," you hum curiously. you were sure he would have given in by now but his resolve was starting to seem unbreakable. there's one strategy you have left, one you were hoping you wouldn't have to turn to. although, you suppose you could always go back on your word. and rin didn't have to know that.

you clear your throat resolutely in hopes that your next statement comes out smoothly. "i'll leave you alone if you humor me this once."

rin almost snorts. he highly doubts that will be the case with your track record and all. despite his skepticism, he doesn't immediately jump to rejecting you and the lack of a prompt "no" surprises you both.

rin sticks the last square band-aid to your hand while he contemplates your proposal. something about this unplanned interaction has surfaced unfamiliar feelings from the depths of his heart. he still doesn't understand why he decided to lend you a helping hand, but he figures there must have been a reason—one that he'll come closer to finding out if he swallows his pride and agrees to your outing.

"fine." he sits back on his heels, letting his hands rest on his thighs.

you blink at the one-word answer. "fine?"

"that's what i said." rin stands up from his place on the floor and starts toward the door. he looks over his shoulder to see you still seated. "come on before i change my mind."

it would be dumb of you to miss this opportunity—the one that you had sacrificed your physical well-being and a pair of cute tights for—all because you're awestruck. so you quickly stand and scurry over to rin with a satisfied grin.

you can feel him tense beside you when you loop your arm through his once more. "i knew you'd warm up to me."

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