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hii! I'm new to this platform and I haven't fully understood how it works yet... also, english is not my first language. but here are some headcanons <3
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— Ran Haitani in a relationship HCS ᡣ𐭩
He seems like the type who, at least at school, has always been successful with girls. He loves to please himself but has never been interested in a relationship. Then he met you and changed his point of view slightly
Many headcanons see him as someone who cheats, but to me (at least before Bonten) he's someone who wouldn't even remotely imagine cheating. If he really doesn't feel anything anymore, he prefers to leave. So no, no cheating with him
His way of showing you that he cares is by teasing you. Any time is a good time to whisper something in your ear or put yourself in "strange" positions. He loves seeing you panicked and red-cheeked
He loves walking around Roppongi hand in hand with you. The surprised look of his subordinates when they see him with such a beautiful girl is priceless for him. He will often put his arm around your shoulder or give you a kiss just to see how jealous they are
He will hardly find a partner shorter than himself. So get ready for height jokes because when you want to kiss him, even if you stand on tiptoe, you won't get to his face. He uses this excuse to pick you up, he love to pick you up by your thighs and lift you up while you hold yourself up by placing your hands on his shoulders or around his neck
His brother is important to him and always will be, so he will force you to like each other. It often happens that you go out and Rindou joins you
At school you are a bit feared by students who are part of other gangs. Ever since they saw you at the exit of school running towards Ran and kissing him, they understood that if they don't want to find themselves massacred they have to stay away from you
It's not something you do often, but you like to trace the lines of his tattoo on his chest with your fingers: it happens when you're at the beach or Ran is simply has hot and wants to be shirtless. If you like it, imagine how crazy this thing drives your boyfriend
Speaking of tattoos, he'd love to have something matchate with you. Since he has one (and in the future two) matched with his brother, sooner or later he would ask you to have one with you. Maybe something related to your back or neck
He's let you do makeup on his face a few times, and he's found that eyeliner doesn't look bad on him. He would learn to do it but he makes a mistake on purpose when you're together so you can do it again. It's a chance to hold you closer to him and squeeze your hips while you tell him to stop
hii! I'm new to this platform and I haven't fully understood how it works yet... also, english is not my first language. but here are some headcanons <3
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— Ran Haitani in a relationship HCS ᡣ𐭩
He seems like the type who, at least at school, has always been successful with girls. He loves to please himself but has never been interested in a relationship. Then he met you and changed his point of view slightly
Many headcanons see him as someone who cheats, but to me (at least before Bonten) he's someone who wouldn't even remotely imagine cheating. If he really doesn't feel anything anymore, he prefers to leave. So no, no cheating with him
His way of showing you that he cares is by teasing you. Any time is a good time to whisper something in your ear or put yourself in "strange" positions. He loves seeing you panicked and red-cheeked
He loves walking around Roppongi hand in hand with you. The surprised look of his subordinates when they see him with such a beautiful girl is priceless for him. He will often put his arm around your shoulder or give you a kiss just to see how jealous they are
He will hardly find a partner shorter than himself. So get ready for height jokes because when you want to kiss him, even if you stand on tiptoe, you won't get to his face. He uses this excuse to pick you up, he love to pick you up by your thighs and lift you up while you hold yourself up by placing your hands on his shoulders or around his neck
His brother is important to him and always will be, so he will force you to like each other. It often happens that you go out and Rindou joins you
At school you are a bit feared by students who are part of other gangs. Ever since they saw you at the exit of school running towards Ran and kissing him, they understood that if they don't want to find themselves massacred they have to stay away from you
It's not something you do often, but you like to trace the lines of his tattoo on his chest with your fingers: it happens when you're at the beach or Ran is simply has hot and wants to be shirtless. If you like it, imagine how crazy this thing drives your boyfriend
Speaking of tattoos, he'd love to have something matchate with you. Since he has one (and in the future two) matched with his brother, sooner or later he would ask you to have one with you. Maybe something related to your back or neck
He's let you do makeup on his face a few times, and he's found that eyeliner doesn't look bad on him. He would learn to do it but he makes a mistake on purpose when you're together so you can do it again. It's a chance to hold you closer to him and squeeze your hips while you tell him to stop
Hi! I'd like to request headcanons or small fic (whatever you prefer I'm fine with anything) for Ran Haitani (teen) with a crush that's getting bullied for liking him because others think the reader/crush doesn't match "Ran's" level?
I hope I explained this well but in case it's confusing... I'm really sorry🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— At your level
The hall is crowded, a river of students moving in scattered groups, some laughing and joking, some pushing the other with light elbows, some dragging themselves at a slow pace, still half asleep. The voices mix, creating a continuous buzz that bounces between the walls covered with noticeboards and school posters. As I walk through the school hall, I feel the eyes of some classmates resting on me, like pinpricks piercing the air thick with chatter and muffled laughter
Someone turns around, I notice it out of the corner of my eye, and immediately lowers his gaze as soon as he meets mine. Others whisper among themselves, and even if I don't hear the words, I know very well that I am occupying their conversations. The incessant shouting seems to become more intense as I get closer to the small groups scattered here and there. The unspoken words weigh like boulders, they slip into my ears, and I realize that every look I feel on me is full of assumptions, half-truths, gossip whispered in the corridors and bathrooms
"I wonder if she ever sees herself in a mirror! Really, she thinks she's some kind of deity to point right at him?" — "I feel sorry for her. I would never want to receive such a strong no from him. You know, it's him!"
There is no need for anyone to say anything openly; the mischievous smiles, the fleeting eyes, the way they narrow together when I pass are already eloquent enough. I am a cumbersome presence, a figure that attracts attention even when I would like to be invisible. I continue walking, keeping my face impassive, as if I don't notice anything, even if each step seems to mark the rhythm of their silent judgments
Every step I take weighs on me more and more, and not only because I feel the gazes on me, it's as if every day the weight of my mistake becomes more unbearable. Six months ago I would never have imagined that I would end up like this, at the center of these poisonous gossip. If only I hadn't made everything so obvious that day... If only I had kept my mouth shut or handled the situation better, I wouldn't be here now feeling judged at every turn, a victim of their hissy comments and fake smiles. I regret it more and more. It's a feeling that grows inside me like a weed, that envelops everything and leaves me no respite. I can't stop thinking about how I could have avoided all of this. All it took was a little more discretion, a little more silence. Maybe if I had been smarter, I could now just walk down this hall without feeling like a circus animal in front of everyone's eyes
I can't help but move forward, trying to keep my head up, even if inside I just feel more tired and wanting to disappear
“Y/n Chan, Y/n Chan!” a voice shouts behind me, and before I turn I find Moyaku, a girl two years younger than me who is nevertheless the only one who doesn't bother me "Y/n Chan! I finally managed to get the melonpan, here " says the girl, handing me the sweet that I said I wanted so much in a text message last night. I take the treat and smile at her, silently thanking her. She smiles back at me and decides to walk beside me, since this morning we have lessons in two nearby classes "Usual comments...?" the girl asks in a low voice, noticing the whispers of the other people "The usual ones" I say listlessly, biting a piece of the melonpan. We walk a little further in silence
"For me you could ask your half brother" says Moyaku, but I shake my head "Mamoru already said that I have to manage on my own" I say, but the girl next to me sighs "He only says that because he's afraid of getting into trouble with the Haitans since he's in that Toman thing. Damn though, he's your relative! He should protect you" says the girl but I laugh a little at her comment "He doesn't even consider me his sister... forget it, really" I say throwing away the waste paper dessert in a basket, biting the last piece
"I would defend you if I had the chance... but they never listen to the little ones" says Moyaku, but I grab her hand caressing it "You don't have to do anything, really. I appreciate your presence" I say with a smile, and she seems to want to end the conversation. We say goodbye and everyone goes into their own classroom
While the other kids enter the classroom, I sit at my desk and watch the rain of backpacks landing noisily on the tables, while voices quickly fill the air. My thoughts, however, are far away, anchored to that precise moment six months ago, when everything change
I'm in my third year and, looking back, I realize how absurd it seems to me that something that happened so recently could have transformed my school life so much. For almost two whole years I had been carrying a secret crush on Ran Haitani, the boy that all girls notice, the one who doesn't go unnoticed even when he does nothing to attract attention. Ran is popular, almost unattainable, a year older than me. I met him when I was only in my first year, still insecure and disoriented in the school corridors
He was different from all the others, and not only because he was already well established and known, but for his efficiency, for how he moved with confidence, especially during training sessions at the sports club. He practices running, and is good, or rather, very good. It's impossible not to notice him, with those fast and precise steps, the sweat sliding down his forehead as he passes the others as if nothing had happened. He was so charming, unreachable. Maybe it was precisely this that made me fall in love with him: that security, that aura that surrounded him
Then there was that period in which he lived near me, a lucky coincidence, which allowed me to see him every morning. We took the same route to school, me, him and his brother Rindou. Even though we didn't talk much, those moments were precious to me. They were little fragments of normality that made me daydream, made me hope that, maybe, one day, he would notice something more in me
Finally, after a long time keeping those feelings in secret, six months ago I took all my courage and declared myself. My heart was pounding so hard I thought I was going to faint. I was so sure that he would reject me, that he would say no gently and leave me to pick up the pieces of my pride. But it didn't happen that way. He didn't say no, but he didn't say yes either. He simply said he had to think about it, and I, with a lump in my throat, accepted that answer, hoping, dreaming that time would work in my favor
But something went wrong. In a short time, the news of my declaration went around the school, becoming a topic of gossip. I had declared myself to Ran Haitani, someone like him, out of my league. And now, I'm here, every day, paying the price for that choice, a victim of comments and giggles, regretting not having kept to myself those feelings that now only seem like a weapon against me
I often find myself wondering what my life would have been like if he had said yes. Maybe everything would be different now. Maybe I would walk the halls with a more confident smile, knowing that my heart was not broken, but welcomed. I imagine myself talking to him between lessons, laughing together, hearing those jokes that always made me smile when, every now and then, we happened to talk during those short journeys to school. But it didn't happen that way. The reality is that he doesn't talk to me anymore, and that "I have to think about it" that had left me hanging turned out, over time, to be just a polite way of saying no without openly hurting me. It's painful to admit it, but I can no longer hide behind illusions or empty hopes
After all, if he really wanted to say yes to me, he would have done it. Instead, it left me hanging on by a thin thread, which eventually broke. The silence that followed was even more eloquent than any words. With each passing day, I realized that his "I have to think about it" was nothing more than a sweet lie to make me believe that there was still a possibility, because in addition to being handsome he is also an asshole if he wants to be. Now, as I watch the other guys enter the classroom, with their seemingly simple and uncomplicated lives, I realize that I cannot change what has happened. That's how it happened, and I have to accept it. I have to stop tormenting myself with the "ifs" and "buts", because the truth is that he chose to walk away
The lesson begins and I try to concentrate. I take notes, the sound of the pen sliding on the paper is almost relaxing, a rhythm that keeps me anchored to reality while the teacher's voice fills the classroom. I try not to think about anything else, I immerse myself in the written words, in the explanation I'm trying to follow, even if every now and then my mind wanders, inevitably returning to those thoughts that I would prefer to avoid. But time passes and, after a few hours, we finally have the chance to go out
I leave the classroom and stop for a moment, letting the other students pass me. When I look up, I see something that makes my eyes widen. Moyaku is outside his class and is talking to Rindou Haitani, Ran's brother. I can't believe what I see. The two of them have never had contact before, at least not that I know of. Moyaku never told me about him, and I certainly wouldn't have guessed that they knew each other, let alone had anything to discuss. Also, Rindou is a fourth year and my friend is a first year. Yet, there they were, completely engrossed in the conversation. They seem so focused, so serious. I stop for a moment, unsure whether to get closer or stay away. Something inside me stirs, a curiosity mixed with a slight sense of apprehension. Why are they talking? What is it about?
As I continue to stare at Moyaku and Rindou, I notice that she sees me. His eyes meet mine, and for a moment he seems to freeze. Then, with a speed that surprises me, he moves away from Rindou and towards me. His pace is slightly hurried, and when he gets close to me, I notice a hint of agitation in his gaze. Still, he smiles at me, that smile I know well, one that tries to reassure me. I decide not to ask questions. If it were something important, she would have told me something right away, or at least that's what I tell myself to calm the curiosity gnawing inside me. Instead, we start chatting about this and that as we walk together towards the canteen. We talk about the usual things: homework, teachers, some jokes about our classmates. I try to let myself go into the conversation, but part of me keeps thinking about that moment outside of class, that dialogue between her and Rindou that I can't get out of my head
The hours pass quickly, between lessons and notes, and before I know it, it's almost time to go home. I gather my things and head towards the exit, when suddenly Moyaku joins me. She doesn't say anything, but hands me a note with a certain urgency, as if she's afraid to think about it again at the last moment. Her eyes are shifty, and before I can say anything, she turns and runs away, heading for the school gate. I stand there, ticket in hand, confused and slightly worried. What does all this mean? I look around, trying to see if anyone has noticed the scene, but everyone seems too busy thinking about their day to pay attention to us
With my heart beating a little faster, I slowly open the note "At 5.30pm in the hall in front of the Chemistry classroom on the third floor. I may be slightly late, so please wait a few minutes"
I open the note with slightly trembling hands, and begin to read. The message is short, almost hasty, but its content leaves me confused. It could very well be a joke, I think to myself, another attempt by the students to prank me and make me feel even more out of place than I already do. No explanation, no clue as to who might have written it or why I should show up there. My first reaction is to ignore it. It could just be another way to humiliate me, to make me wait in vain in front of an empty classroom, perhaps with someone hiding around the corner ready to laugh at me. But then, as I reflect, I realize that I don't have much to lose: my reputation is already in tatters, the rumors about me and Ran continue to circulate, and at this point, one more humiliation wouldn't change much. Maybe it's just curiosity, or maybe it's the desire to know if there's something more behind the note
So, with a mixture of anxiety and resignation, I head towards the classroom. It's almost time until the appointed time, and as I get closer, I feel my heart beating faster. It's the last class of the day for fourth and second years, and I know the students will be leaving soon. I lean against the wall opposite the door, trying not to attract too much attention, even though I know it's inevitable that someone will notice me. Minutes pass, and eventually, as expected, students begin to leave the room. I watch them pass in front of me, but no one seems to notice my presence. It's 5.40pm, and I'm starting to think I've been the victim of a bad joke. I feel silly, and the thought of leaving becomes stronger and stronger
Just as I'm about to walk away, I suddenly feel an arm come around my shoulders. The contact is surprising, almost comforting, but it makes me jump. My heart speeds up even more as I slowly turn to see who the person is who decided to approach me in that unexpected way
My heart stops for a moment when I turn and see that it's him, Ran. I never imagined he would be here, in front of me, at a time like this. His arm is placed on my shoulders with a disarming ease, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, as he pulls me closer to him. His face is calm, that usual relaxed look that characterizes him, as if there is nothing strange or out of the ordinary in what he is doing. I, on the other hand, am anything but calm: a tornado of emotions stirs inside me: surprise, confusion, a slight hint of panic. I can't understand why he's doing this. It's as if everything around us has stopped. I can feel the eyes of the other students fixed on us, I see them turn, almost paralyzed with surprise. The corridor, which until a moment ago was filled with constant chatter, is now immersed in an unnatural silence, broken only by the distant sound of someone's footsteps walking away
The closeness between us is almost unreal, and I feel the warmth of his arm holding me tighter, as if he wants to protect us both from the curious and judging gazes that surround us. But I can't help but wonder if this is all just another illusion, another twist of fate that will end up breaking my heart "Don't worry doll, let me talk"he says with an even stranger ease
I just look at him, trying to read something in his eyes, something that will give me a clue. What is he saying? What the fuck is going on?
"I don't care who you are, whether you're first or last year. I'm engaged so leave me alone" he says, raising his voice slightly, and if before the hall was silent, now people aren't even breathing anymore
I am left completely frozen in place as his words hit me like lightning. I can't immediately process the meaning of what he said. The world seems to spin more slowly as his words echo in my head, trying to make sense. What do you mean? Is he telling everyone to stop bothering him, or... is he really talking about me?. His tone is firm, almost irritated, as if he is tired of all this, yet his grip on my shoulders remains firm, almost protective. But it is precisely this contradiction that confuses me the most. Why is he saying these things? And above all, why is he doing it this way, in front of everyone? I feel the gazes of others around us becoming even more intense, I sense the murmur starting to grow around us, but it's as if I'm in a bubble, isolated from everything that's happening. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can't find the words, not even to ask for explanations
I am suspended in a limbo of conflicting emotions: disbelief, hope, confusion. I wonder if he's trying to protect me, to stop the gossip, or if this is just a way to get rid of me once and for all. And as I stand there, motionless, with my mind spinning, the only thing I can do is look at him
"A little sudden right? Sorry doll. So, what were you saying that Wednesday?" he says, returning his gaze to me, as if the impossible hadn't just happened "Eh? That Wednesday?" I ask perplexed "The day you declared yourself" he says, smiling innocently at me, even if innocent is the last adjective to describe him. I desperately try to understand what is really behind his words that have just turned my whole world upside down. Do he really remember the exact day I declared myself? And above all, why does he want to continue the discussion?
"Look, declarations of love make me anxious even though I'm big and vaccinated, and yes, it took me six months to understand everything properly. Is it possible that that little friend of yours didn't tell you anything? Hell, I should have sent Rindou directly to you. .." he says playing with his braid, and strangely I see him a little anxious
And it is from his words that I connect Rindou and Moyaku's meeting this morning. Rindou asked her something about me...? "What did Rindou ask Moyaku?" I ask in surprise "No big deal, if you just still liked me" he says motioning for me to start walking, without removing his arm from around my shoulders. I look at him in surprise, and reconnect things for a moment: Ran asked Rindou to talk to Moyaku, my only friend, if he knew if I still liked him. Is he making fun of me and is he actually serious?
"I don't understand why you have to ridicule me in front of the whole school, I know how to accept a no! I did it for six months without telling you anything..." I say lowering my gaze, but I hear him chuckling "Trust me, if I wanted to make you ridiculous, I would have done it in more sadistic ways" he says and on the one hand I believe him
We remain silent for the entire journey as we arrive at the school gate. "So?" he asks “So what?” I ask, clutching my school bag "Are we a couple or not?" he asks nonchalantly
The temptation to run away and forget everything is great, but my heart beating faster than expected makes me remain immobile "I know, six months is a bit... but we just need to get there sooner or later, right? Then the your friend confirmed to Rindou that you still like me" he says with a certain seriousness "Six months of teasing is a lot, Ran" I say anxiously playing with my hands, which however he grabs, bringing one to his lips, which he kisses delicately" I don't think they'll bother you anymore considering who is your boyfriend now. We can make up six months in a week" he says letting go my hand, where I feel the part he kissed burning
"We can try... I think" I say while trying to hide the enthusiasm and even a little embarrassment I feel at the moment. I can't believe this is happening right now "Try it? We're already a couple. I never take back what I say publicly" he says grabbing my hand, pulling me towards his motorbike "Come, we have to prove that I'm on your level and that I too can be with a fantastic person"
Hi! I'd like to request headcanons or small fic (whatever you prefer I'm fine with anything) for Ran Haitani (teen) with a crush that's getting bullied for liking him because others think the reader/crush doesn't match "Ran's" level?
I hope I explained this well but in case it's confusing... I'm really sorry🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— At your level
The hall is crowded, a river of students moving in scattered groups, some laughing and joking, some pushing the other with light elbows, some dragging themselves at a slow pace, still half asleep. The voices mix, creating a continuous buzz that bounces between the walls covered with noticeboards and school posters. As I walk through the school hall, I feel the eyes of some classmates resting on me, like pinpricks piercing the air thick with chatter and muffled laughter
Someone turns around, I notice it out of the corner of my eye, and immediately lowers his gaze as soon as he meets mine. Others whisper among themselves, and even if I don't hear the words, I know very well that I am occupying their conversations. The incessant shouting seems to become more intense as I get closer to the small groups scattered here and there. The unspoken words weigh like boulders, they slip into my ears, and I realize that every look I feel on me is full of assumptions, half-truths, gossip whispered in the corridors and bathrooms
"I wonder if she ever sees herself in a mirror! Really, she thinks she's some kind of deity to point right at him?" — "I feel sorry for her. I would never want to receive such a strong no from him. You know, it's him!"
There is no need for anyone to say anything openly; the mischievous smiles, the fleeting eyes, the way they narrow together when I pass are already eloquent enough. I am a cumbersome presence, a figure that attracts attention even when I would like to be invisible. I continue walking, keeping my face impassive, as if I don't notice anything, even if each step seems to mark the rhythm of their silent judgments
Every step I take weighs on me more and more, and not only because I feel the gazes on me, it's as if every day the weight of my mistake becomes more unbearable. Six months ago I would never have imagined that I would end up like this, at the center of these poisonous gossip. If only I hadn't made everything so obvious that day... If only I had kept my mouth shut or handled the situation better, I wouldn't be here now feeling judged at every turn, a victim of their hissy comments and fake smiles. I regret it more and more. It's a feeling that grows inside me like a weed, that envelops everything and leaves me no respite. I can't stop thinking about how I could have avoided all of this. All it took was a little more discretion, a little more silence. Maybe if I had been smarter, I could now just walk down this hall without feeling like a circus animal in front of everyone's eyes
I can't help but move forward, trying to keep my head up, even if inside I just feel more tired and wanting to disappear
“Y/n Chan, Y/n Chan!” a voice shouts behind me, and before I turn I find Moyaku, a girl two years younger than me who is nevertheless the only one who doesn't bother me "Y/n Chan! I finally managed to get the melonpan, here " says the girl, handing me the sweet that I said I wanted so much in a text message last night. I take the treat and smile at her, silently thanking her. She smiles back at me and decides to walk beside me, since this morning we have lessons in two nearby classes "Usual comments...?" the girl asks in a low voice, noticing the whispers of the other people "The usual ones" I say listlessly, biting a piece of the melonpan. We walk a little further in silence
"For me you could ask your half brother" says Moyaku, but I shake my head "Mamoru already said that I have to manage on my own" I say, but the girl next to me sighs "He only says that because he's afraid of getting into trouble with the Haitans since he's in that Toman thing. Damn though, he's your relative! He should protect you" says the girl but I laugh a little at her comment "He doesn't even consider me his sister... forget it, really" I say throwing away the waste paper dessert in a basket, biting the last piece
"I would defend you if I had the chance... but they never listen to the little ones" says Moyaku, but I grab her hand caressing it "You don't have to do anything, really. I appreciate your presence" I say with a smile, and she seems to want to end the conversation. We say goodbye and everyone goes into their own classroom
While the other kids enter the classroom, I sit at my desk and watch the rain of backpacks landing noisily on the tables, while voices quickly fill the air. My thoughts, however, are far away, anchored to that precise moment six months ago, when everything change
I'm in my third year and, looking back, I realize how absurd it seems to me that something that happened so recently could have transformed my school life so much. For almost two whole years I had been carrying a secret crush on Ran Haitani, the boy that all girls notice, the one who doesn't go unnoticed even when he does nothing to attract attention. Ran is popular, almost unattainable, a year older than me. I met him when I was only in my first year, still insecure and disoriented in the school corridors
He was different from all the others, and not only because he was already well established and known, but for his efficiency, for how he moved with confidence, especially during training sessions at the sports club. He practices running, and is good, or rather, very good. It's impossible not to notice him, with those fast and precise steps, the sweat sliding down his forehead as he passes the others as if nothing had happened. He was so charming, unreachable. Maybe it was precisely this that made me fall in love with him: that security, that aura that surrounded him
Then there was that period in which he lived near me, a lucky coincidence, which allowed me to see him every morning. We took the same route to school, me, him and his brother Rindou. Even though we didn't talk much, those moments were precious to me. They were little fragments of normality that made me daydream, made me hope that, maybe, one day, he would notice something more in me
Finally, after a long time keeping those feelings in secret, six months ago I took all my courage and declared myself. My heart was pounding so hard I thought I was going to faint. I was so sure that he would reject me, that he would say no gently and leave me to pick up the pieces of my pride. But it didn't happen that way. He didn't say no, but he didn't say yes either. He simply said he had to think about it, and I, with a lump in my throat, accepted that answer, hoping, dreaming that time would work in my favor
But something went wrong. In a short time, the news of my declaration went around the school, becoming a topic of gossip. I had declared myself to Ran Haitani, someone like him, out of my league. And now, I'm here, every day, paying the price for that choice, a victim of comments and giggles, regretting not having kept to myself those feelings that now only seem like a weapon against me
I often find myself wondering what my life would have been like if he had said yes. Maybe everything would be different now. Maybe I would walk the halls with a more confident smile, knowing that my heart was not broken, but welcomed. I imagine myself talking to him between lessons, laughing together, hearing those jokes that always made me smile when, every now and then, we happened to talk during those short journeys to school. But it didn't happen that way. The reality is that he doesn't talk to me anymore, and that "I have to think about it" that had left me hanging turned out, over time, to be just a polite way of saying no without openly hurting me. It's painful to admit it, but I can no longer hide behind illusions or empty hopes
After all, if he really wanted to say yes to me, he would have done it. Instead, it left me hanging on by a thin thread, which eventually broke. The silence that followed was even more eloquent than any words. With each passing day, I realized that his "I have to think about it" was nothing more than a sweet lie to make me believe that there was still a possibility, because in addition to being handsome he is also an asshole if he wants to be. Now, as I watch the other guys enter the classroom, with their seemingly simple and uncomplicated lives, I realize that I cannot change what has happened. That's how it happened, and I have to accept it. I have to stop tormenting myself with the "ifs" and "buts", because the truth is that he chose to walk away
The lesson begins and I try to concentrate. I take notes, the sound of the pen sliding on the paper is almost relaxing, a rhythm that keeps me anchored to reality while the teacher's voice fills the classroom. I try not to think about anything else, I immerse myself in the written words, in the explanation I'm trying to follow, even if every now and then my mind wanders, inevitably returning to those thoughts that I would prefer to avoid. But time passes and, after a few hours, we finally have the chance to go out
I leave the classroom and stop for a moment, letting the other students pass me. When I look up, I see something that makes my eyes widen. Moyaku is outside his class and is talking to Rindou Haitani, Ran's brother. I can't believe what I see. The two of them have never had contact before, at least not that I know of. Moyaku never told me about him, and I certainly wouldn't have guessed that they knew each other, let alone had anything to discuss. Also, Rindou is a fourth year and my friend is a first year. Yet, there they were, completely engrossed in the conversation. They seem so focused, so serious. I stop for a moment, unsure whether to get closer or stay away. Something inside me stirs, a curiosity mixed with a slight sense of apprehension. Why are they talking? What is it about?
As I continue to stare at Moyaku and Rindou, I notice that she sees me. His eyes meet mine, and for a moment he seems to freeze. Then, with a speed that surprises me, he moves away from Rindou and towards me. His pace is slightly hurried, and when he gets close to me, I notice a hint of agitation in his gaze. Still, he smiles at me, that smile I know well, one that tries to reassure me. I decide not to ask questions. If it were something important, she would have told me something right away, or at least that's what I tell myself to calm the curiosity gnawing inside me. Instead, we start chatting about this and that as we walk together towards the canteen. We talk about the usual things: homework, teachers, some jokes about our classmates. I try to let myself go into the conversation, but part of me keeps thinking about that moment outside of class, that dialogue between her and Rindou that I can't get out of my head
The hours pass quickly, between lessons and notes, and before I know it, it's almost time to go home. I gather my things and head towards the exit, when suddenly Moyaku joins me. She doesn't say anything, but hands me a note with a certain urgency, as if she's afraid to think about it again at the last moment. Her eyes are shifty, and before I can say anything, she turns and runs away, heading for the school gate. I stand there, ticket in hand, confused and slightly worried. What does all this mean? I look around, trying to see if anyone has noticed the scene, but everyone seems too busy thinking about their day to pay attention to us
With my heart beating a little faster, I slowly open the note "At 5.30pm in the hall in front of the Chemistry classroom on the third floor. I may be slightly late, so please wait a few minutes"
I open the note with slightly trembling hands, and begin to read. The message is short, almost hasty, but its content leaves me confused. It could very well be a joke, I think to myself, another attempt by the students to prank me and make me feel even more out of place than I already do. No explanation, no clue as to who might have written it or why I should show up there. My first reaction is to ignore it. It could just be another way to humiliate me, to make me wait in vain in front of an empty classroom, perhaps with someone hiding around the corner ready to laugh at me. But then, as I reflect, I realize that I don't have much to lose: my reputation is already in tatters, the rumors about me and Ran continue to circulate, and at this point, one more humiliation wouldn't change much. Maybe it's just curiosity, or maybe it's the desire to know if there's something more behind the note
So, with a mixture of anxiety and resignation, I head towards the classroom. It's almost time until the appointed time, and as I get closer, I feel my heart beating faster. It's the last class of the day for fourth and second years, and I know the students will be leaving soon. I lean against the wall opposite the door, trying not to attract too much attention, even though I know it's inevitable that someone will notice me. Minutes pass, and eventually, as expected, students begin to leave the room. I watch them pass in front of me, but no one seems to notice my presence. It's 5.40pm, and I'm starting to think I've been the victim of a bad joke. I feel silly, and the thought of leaving becomes stronger and stronger
Just as I'm about to walk away, I suddenly feel an arm come around my shoulders. The contact is surprising, almost comforting, but it makes me jump. My heart speeds up even more as I slowly turn to see who the person is who decided to approach me in that unexpected way
My heart stops for a moment when I turn and see that it's him, Ran. I never imagined he would be here, in front of me, at a time like this. His arm is placed on my shoulders with a disarming ease, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, as he pulls me closer to him. His face is calm, that usual relaxed look that characterizes him, as if there is nothing strange or out of the ordinary in what he is doing. I, on the other hand, am anything but calm: a tornado of emotions stirs inside me: surprise, confusion, a slight hint of panic. I can't understand why he's doing this. It's as if everything around us has stopped. I can feel the eyes of the other students fixed on us, I see them turn, almost paralyzed with surprise. The corridor, which until a moment ago was filled with constant chatter, is now immersed in an unnatural silence, broken only by the distant sound of someone's footsteps walking away
The closeness between us is almost unreal, and I feel the warmth of his arm holding me tighter, as if he wants to protect us both from the curious and judging gazes that surround us. But I can't help but wonder if this is all just another illusion, another twist of fate that will end up breaking my heart "Don't worry doll, let me talk"he says with an even stranger ease
I just look at him, trying to read something in his eyes, something that will give me a clue. What is he saying? What the fuck is going on?
"I don't care who you are, whether you're first or last year. I'm engaged so leave me alone" he says, raising his voice slightly, and if before the hall was silent, now people aren't even breathing anymore
I am left completely frozen in place as his words hit me like lightning. I can't immediately process the meaning of what he said. The world seems to spin more slowly as his words echo in my head, trying to make sense. What do you mean? Is he telling everyone to stop bothering him, or... is he really talking about me?. His tone is firm, almost irritated, as if he is tired of all this, yet his grip on my shoulders remains firm, almost protective. But it is precisely this contradiction that confuses me the most. Why is he saying these things? And above all, why is he doing it this way, in front of everyone? I feel the gazes of others around us becoming even more intense, I sense the murmur starting to grow around us, but it's as if I'm in a bubble, isolated from everything that's happening. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can't find the words, not even to ask for explanations
I am suspended in a limbo of conflicting emotions: disbelief, hope, confusion. I wonder if he's trying to protect me, to stop the gossip, or if this is just a way to get rid of me once and for all. And as I stand there, motionless, with my mind spinning, the only thing I can do is look at him
"A little sudden right? Sorry doll. So, what were you saying that Wednesday?" he says, returning his gaze to me, as if the impossible hadn't just happened "Eh? That Wednesday?" I ask perplexed "The day you declared yourself" he says, smiling innocently at me, even if innocent is the last adjective to describe him. I desperately try to understand what is really behind his words that have just turned my whole world upside down. Do he really remember the exact day I declared myself? And above all, why does he want to continue the discussion?
"Look, declarations of love make me anxious even though I'm big and vaccinated, and yes, it took me six months to understand everything properly. Is it possible that that little friend of yours didn't tell you anything? Hell, I should have sent Rindou directly to you. .." he says playing with his braid, and strangely I see him a little anxious
And it is from his words that I connect Rindou and Moyaku's meeting this morning. Rindou asked her something about me...? "What did Rindou ask Moyaku?" I ask in surprise "No big deal, if you just still liked me" he says motioning for me to start walking, without removing his arm from around my shoulders. I look at him in surprise, and reconnect things for a moment: Ran asked Rindou to talk to Moyaku, my only friend, if he knew if I still liked him. Is he making fun of me and is he actually serious?
"I don't understand why you have to ridicule me in front of the whole school, I know how to accept a no! I did it for six months without telling you anything..." I say lowering my gaze, but I hear him chuckling "Trust me, if I wanted to make you ridiculous, I would have done it in more sadistic ways" he says and on the one hand I believe him
We remain silent for the entire journey as we arrive at the school gate. "So?" he asks “So what?” I ask, clutching my school bag "Are we a couple or not?" he asks nonchalantly
The temptation to run away and forget everything is great, but my heart beating faster than expected makes me remain immobile "I know, six months is a bit... but we just need to get there sooner or later, right? Then the your friend confirmed to Rindou that you still like me" he says with a certain seriousness "Six months of teasing is a lot, Ran" I say anxiously playing with my hands, which however he grabs, bringing one to his lips, which he kisses delicately" I don't think they'll bother you anymore considering who is your boyfriend now. We can make up six months in a week" he says letting go my hand, where I feel the part he kissed burning
"We can try... I think" I say while trying to hide the enthusiasm and even a little embarrassment I feel at the moment. I can't believe this is happening right now "Try it? We're already a couple. I never take back what I say publicly" he says grabbing my hand, pulling me towards his motorbike "Come, we have to prove that I'm on your level and that I too can be with a fantastic person"
Hello! I'm sorry for bothering you but if it's alright with you, can you do uncle Ran hcs? Like what kind of uncle he would be and how he'd treat his niece/nephew. Thank you so much in advance! Take care of yourself and have a nice day!
I NEEDED A REQUEST LIKE THIS, THANKS
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— Ran Haitani as an uncle HCS ᡣ𐭩
More or less repeating something I already said in the post where Rindou was a parent, Ran would be the type of uncle who buys the affection of his nephews with the most expensive and fantastic gifts of the moment. Since he was little he always wanted to excel in everything against his beloved brother, why stop now that the family is bigger?
Kind of uncle where his nephews are practically his children. I don't know why but seeing the two Haitani brothers, only Rindou seems like someone who could start a stable family if he wanted, so Ran will steal his brother's children in the worst moments. Christmas dinner? Him, his nephews and maybe someone he met at the last minute. His brother and wife are not invited
He would spend hours and hours talking about Roppongi in 2005, or all the battles he participated in, like Tenjiku vs Toman. He also likes to remember all the moments he experienced when he was a teenager, plus it's always a good time to ridicule Rindou by talking about those strange poses he did during fights. The shocked faces of his nephews are priceless to him
Taking inspiration from the hc written above, I also see him showing the embarrassing photos of Rindou when he was a child (please Ran, I want to see them too). Like: He proceeds to show the ugliest photo of Rindou, where he's crying while being doused in baby food, and Ran would be "oh, what an adorable baby my little Rin!"
I imagined this scenario: the kids bothering Ran excessively, a little fight starts and he's about to tell the kids "Your mom" but then remembers that she's literally his brother's wife. Will he say it anyway? Obviously
I don't know why but I see Ran on Tinder. Like, “Do you like this, baby?” "no, uncle" "me neither, it looks like a giraffe" and removes the match. He would do this for ALL the girls he is matched with by the app
I was imagining this stupid scenario: imagine that one of the nieces has just had her disappointment in love; There's that stereotype of the father and uncle hunting down the person who hurt them, right? Well, I see this thing a lot with the two Haitani brothers. I'm sorry for the unfortunate person
Taking away all these rather ironic or at least joking hcs, I see Ran as someone who would even give his life for his nephews. He always said he would do it for Rindou who is the most important person he has, and since his nephews are literally Rindou's extension, why would he change his mind?
Hello! I'm sorry for bothering you but if it's alright with you, can you do uncle Ran hcs? Like what kind of uncle he would be and how he'd treat his niece/nephew. Thank you so much in advance! Take care of yourself and have a nice day!
I NEEDED A REQUEST LIKE THIS, THANKS
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— Ran Haitani as an uncle HCS ᡣ𐭩
More or less repeating something I already said in the post where Rindou was a parent, Ran would be the type of uncle who buys the affection of his nephews with the most expensive and fantastic gifts of the moment. Since he was little he always wanted to excel in everything against his beloved brother, why stop now that the family is bigger?
Kind of uncle where his nephews are practically his children. I don't know why but seeing the two Haitani brothers, only Rindou seems like someone who could start a stable family if he wanted, so Ran will steal his brother's children in the worst moments. Christmas dinner? Him, his nephews and maybe someone he met at the last minute. His brother and wife are not invited
He would spend hours and hours talking about Roppongi in 2005, or all the battles he participated in, like Tenjiku vs Toman. He also likes to remember all the moments he experienced when he was a teenager, plus it's always a good time to ridicule Rindou by talking about those strange poses he did during fights. The shocked faces of his nephews are priceless to him
Taking inspiration from the hc written above, I also see him showing the embarrassing photos of Rindou when he was a child (please Ran, I want to see them too). Like: He proceeds to show the ugliest photo of Rindou, where he's crying while being doused in baby food, and Ran would be "oh, what an adorable baby my little Rin!"
I imagined this scenario: the kids bothering Ran excessively, a little fight starts and he's about to tell the kids "Your mom" but then remembers that she's literally his brother's wife. Will he say it anyway? Obviously
I don't know why but I see Ran on Tinder. Like, “Do you like this, baby?” "no, uncle" "me neither, it looks like a giraffe" and removes the match. He would do this for ALL the girls he is matched with by the app
I was imagining this stupid scenario: imagine that one of the nieces has just had her disappointment in love; There's that stereotype of the father and uncle hunting down the person who hurt them, right? Well, I see this thing a lot with the two Haitani brothers. I'm sorry for the unfortunate person
Taking away all these rather ironic or at least joking hcs, I see Ran as someone who would even give his life for his nephews. He always said he would do it for Rindou who is the most important person he has, and since his nephews are literally Rindou's extension, why would he change his mind?
interrupted
warnings- smut and anything that goes with it, interrupt while doing it with them, cursing, pet names
Reader is descriptive as a girl.
Plot- where the other Haitani brother walks in on you guys getting nasty.
Ran:
You and Ran were in his room. You had been laid on the bed with Ran in between your thighs. You couldn't remember how this happened and how you both got here.
All you remember is Ran calling you over saying you two needed to finish somethings and here you are now. Naked Infront of Ran with him inbetween your thighs with him only being shirtless.
You moaning and pulling into his hair. Trying to tell him that it was too much. You were way to sensitive for this and just wanted him in you by now. He had already made you cum a few times. Not being able to count anymore.
Ran would just continued to eat you out. Saying to cum one more time for him and then he would finally put you at ease.
You knew he was getting off from his. Watching you whimper and moan from him eating you. From you squirming around while he has to hold you down to make sure you don't get away.
But what you didn't expect is for Rindou to walk in. When he did you just froze and looked at him. Your face went red from embarrassment.
When Ran felt you froze. He lifts his head and looks at you and then at what your looking at. He then wipes his chin and looks at his brother.
"Do you know where you put my DJ stuff. I can't find it" Rindou says, acting like nothing was going on.
Ran thinks for a moment and then nodes. You didn't realize that he was still playing with you but this time with his fingers. You realized he was when he put his fingers inside of you and started stretching you out. You then groan under your breath.
"it should be in the living room in one of the boxes or cabinets. If not I don't know." Ran said. Rindou nodes before closing the door and walking away.
Ran then looked back at you and smirks. He then pecks your lips before kissing your neck.
"sorry about that darling. Now lets us continue~" he said.
Rindou:
Rindou had you on your back with your hands above your head. He was slowly putting himself into you while holding your hands.
You put you head back and closed your eyes as you groans while he does this. Rindou groans and watches you.
He loved seeing your facial expressions while he fucked you. He loved the way your face twisted into pleasure and the way your eyes rolled back. It turned him on more than he would ever admit.
He then slowly moved in and out of you. Watching as you hands grip onto the sheets.
He could never forget how tight you are for him. No matter how many times he fucks you. You are always so tight for him.
Sometimes he wonders how has he not just came right on the spot. He continued to move into you.
Getting faster and faster. As sweats slowly covers both of your body's and the sounds of skin on skin and moans and grunts fill the room.
That was till he heard his door open up. He groans out of annoyance. He then found a blanket closest to you guys and covered you up so than his brother couldn't see you. He then stopped his thrusts and turned to his brother with an annoyed look.
"what?" He asked. He hated when he was interpreted specially when it was with you.
"I was going to ask if you want anything to eat but I see you already got you a snack" Ran says and smiles at you both. Rindou just rolls his eyes.
"no but seriously is there anything you guys want to eat." Ran asked.
Rindou sighs and looks at you. You just shurgged.
"just get us what we normally eat." Rindou says and looks at his brother.
Ran nodes before closing the door before giving you a wink and chuckling to himself as he walks away.
Rindou just sighs before talking the cover of you. You then cup his cheeks and pecks his face with kisses.
"want to continue?" You asked. You didn't want to force him from after what happened and things.
He just nodes. You didn't realize that after that he was now going to act like an animal with you and not hold back.
Ran x reader short story 2
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜. 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚒𝚝. 𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝙸’𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍!
𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐- 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚍𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚢, 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕, 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚢
𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐- 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜. 𝚂𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚊𝚗’𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚘. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚊 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚢. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚣𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎’𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚁𝚊𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙷𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍. 𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎. “𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜” 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚢. “𝙾𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜,” 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐. “𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚐𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛” 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚘𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖
hii again sorry for the double req but how would rindou and ran be with a agejo gyaru s/o?
Warning: Talk about parting/clubbing
Paring: Agejo Gyaru x Ran/Rindou (separate)
Okay I’m sorry if this was bad. I’m not very good with this culture/fashion style. So if anything is off please tell me. I would love to fix it. I also did them separately. So I’m sorry if you didn’t want them to. If you didn’t want them separated please let me know.
Rindou:
Okay Rindou……
He would be the one to go out with you
Clubbing with you
Partying with you
Which I mean is not bad
He does like going out more than staying home
But being at those places can make him jealous
So most times he is at your side a lot
He's not going to stop you from doing something you want to do
Just keep guys off you
In his words your too hot for them anyways
But beside him going out with you
He does like to buy you clothes
If you like something he doesn’t mind getting it for you
You like that dress
It's in your closet the next day
He provides for you
I feel like he also likes how rebellious you are and how your the life of the party
I feel like he likes a person like that
Someone who is rebellious with him and will be willing to go do some dumb things with him.
Than how your always talking and being the life of things
He also likes how you look
You can’t tell me he doesn’t like a person who is willing to wear what they want, even if its revealing, and feel good in it.
A person who is willing to show off how they look and be happy with it.
Ran:
Now Ran…
He’s is a bit different than his brother
He doesn't really want to go to the parties or the clubs.
But I mean if you really want to he doesn’t mind going
But he rather be home in bed, eating, or even playing some games, or just napping with you
He is definitely a more home body than Rindou
But now the same thing they have in common is that they will provide for you
You need a new outfit for something he wouldn’t mind giving you the money for it
You just have to have a fashion show for him in the outfit
I don’t know why but I feel like he would love to have you go and try on the outfits you buy and have a fashion show for him.
Another thing he likes to do is if you go to a party or club and doesn't join he will give you money to buy drinks, food, whatever you want there
But just give him a time and when your ready to go and he will come to pick you up
He would rather be in hell than let you walk home alone or take a cab.
I feel like he doesn’t have a big issue with being super jealous
I mean you look hot people are going to stare but they won’t be able to touch you
So he doesn’t really get super jealous
He now does if a guy is trying to throw their shot
But he just shuts them down and tells them to fuck off before going back to what he was doing
I feel like he does like your attitude a lot
Like how your rebellious and being the life of everything
Mainly being the life of everything.
He likes to hear you talk about really anything.
He also likes looking at your face while you talked
I can also see him just watching you as you do your hair
Ran's Sacrifice
Content Warnings: major character death, angst no comfort, mentions of guns, it sucks but i wanted to post something
Spotify Playlist: watching ran die
You knew you should have denied this mission from Mikey, you had a bad feeling but shoved it down. Plus, you and Rans wedding was in just a few more days, so what could go wrong? It was just a quick mission. It was simple in hind sight really, just go to the enemy base and burn it down, effectively subduing them. You were too busy planning your wedding, too much firey hot excitement running through your veins to realize that this mission was a set up by the enemy gang. Now here you and Ran are, in the cross fire, surrounded by the bodies of lower level bonten soldiers and the enemies you both took down, hiding behind the car he drove to bring you both at the what was supposed to be the empty enemies base. There was only one more man left on the opposing side, just one more, but he was supplied with an automatic machine gun and kept hurdling bullets upon bullets onto you and ran. You were already shot in the leg and couldnt walk. And to make it worst, you were quickly losing blood. Unbeknownst to you Ran had already realized what he needed to do to save you. Ran tearfully turned to you and kissed you hurriedly but passionately, you were surprised but reciprocated the kiss. You pulled away for air and looked into his glossy eyes. "Y/N, i love you, i love you more than anything. It was an honor knowing you, laughing with you, and most of all loving you". He grabbed the nearly empty gun and turned to the enemy. "Ran, HEY, what do you mean?!, please sit back Ran!" you yelled and begged at him while trying to shove him back down, realizing what his plan is. "Ran please, please dont do this" you shook your head back and fourth panickingly. You used all your strength to pull him back down, but it was useless, you could barely move because of your wounded leg. He turned and smiled at you one last time. "We'll meet again Y/N".
"RAN DONT-" it was too late, he was gone as soon as he pressed the trigger, aiming effectively and killing the man that tried to kill the both of you, saving you by choosing to die himself. He died happy knowing he saved you, the love of his life. He'd thought that maybe in another life he'd have finally been your husband and maybe you both left behind your criminal lives to have a family. you sat and cradled his body for hours sobbing, until the other bonten exuctives came to rescue you, not knowing their childhood friend had died. They stepped out of their vehicles weapons raised in the air, finger on the trigger ready to shoot at any threat but they quickly realized it was too late when they saw you, voice gone from weeping, holding your fiances body. They stared at you holding rans cold body in shock until rindou fell to his knees wailing.
a/n: I HATE THE WAY THIS TURNED OUT ALSO LISTEN TO THE SPOTIFY PLAYLIST I PROMISE ITS BANGER
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ran haitani x female! reader
warnings: fluff to angst, more angst than anything though :/, some violence, jealous Ran, mentions of abuse
summary: looking back on your life with Ran Haitani, you try to figure out where your relationship went wrong. only to figure out, none of it was ever your fault.
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You met Ran Haitani when you were 15 years old, just a year younger than him. You knew how him and his brother were the infamous rulers of Roppongi. You knew how everyone feared him, terrified by the mere presence of them.
But not you.
Ran took a liking to you when he met you through Rindou. You used to come over and help Rindou study, while Ran would watch you from the living room. He would always give you soft looks, causing a blush to rise on your cheeks each time. “Get with eachother already! I need to pass this test.”
Ran took Rindous advice and asked you out later that night.
You didn’t go straight back to school after graduating. Instead, you moved in with Ran. You cooked for him, cleaned around the apartment, washed and put up his clothes. Ran knew then that you would be the perfect little house wife. You even remember the conversation in bed with him one night.
“You don’t need college, we got everything we need.”
You raised a brow at him, laying your cheek against his chest. “We still live in this apartment with your brother.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
He couldn’t convince you to not go back to school. So he would drive to and from class everyday, never leaving until you entered the building. He was never late, until he was.
A friend from class stayed with you as you waited. And right as Ran drove up, his ride came as well. He gave you a quick hug and a smile, before leaving.
You smiled at Ran, taking the helmet from his hands. “Who the hell was that?”
“Oh, just a friend from class. He stayed with me until you got here. Where were you?”
Ran stared in the direction the car drove off to, snapping out of it when you waved a hand in front of his face. “Gang meeting ran a little longer than it should’ve, it won’t happen again.”
You sat in class the next day, waiting for it to start. Looking at the door, you seen you friend who waited with you. Though, he was definitely not the same.
He had bruises all over him, his lip was busted, his eye was almost swollen shut, and his arm was in a cast. When he seen you, he quickly moved to the other side of the room, as far from you as possible.
You left your last class early, taking a taxi home. When you walked in, Ran and Rindou were sitting on the couch, talking as Ran was putting his shoes. They both looked at you with surprise. “Hey baby, you’re home early?”
“What did you do?”
It was silent as you and Ran stared at eachother. He stood, putting the unlit cigarette behind his ear. “I did what I felt was right.”
“By almost killing him?!”
“Why do you care so much!? Huh?”
“Because you can’t just go around and do that to people! We seen some delinquents hanging around, you were late, he stayed. What’s so wrong with that?”
Ran let out a bitter laugh, getting closer to you as he backed you into the wall. “Some delinquents? Baby, you know every delinquent in this fucking district know to not even look at you. On top of that, he had the audacity to put his hands on you.”
Your jaw was clenched tightly as you stared at him. “I don’t trust all of them, no matter what you tell me. And ‘audacity’? Really Ran? He was being nice.”
He punched the wall next to you, causing a small scream to come from you and for Rindou to jump up. “Ran stop!”
“You’re mine! No one else put their hands on you.” Tears filled your eyes as you glared at him, watching his crazed eyes soften. “Don’t cry baby.”
Pushing him off of you, you ran up the stairs. “I’m leaving!”
“You’re not going no fucking where!” Rindou ran and stood in front of the stairs, pushing Ran back.
“Go calm the fuck down before you do something you’ll regret.”
You remember how you shifted closer to the wall that night once you feel the bed dip in. Ran let out a sigh before wrapping his arm around you, pulling you in. Stuffing his face in the crook of your neck, you both just stayed quiet. “I apologize for I did, it wasn’t right.”
You turned in his arm, Ran slightly smiling at you small pout. “Do you mean it?”
He brought you in closer, holding you to his chest. “Of course I mean it baby.” He brought your face up, giving you a gentle kiss. “I never want to see you cry again.”
That was the second and last time you fought with Ran. Usually you would just bicker back and forth but would laugh it out before it became a big deal.
You graduated college with a writing degree, becoming the assistant to a big time editor in Tokyo. Mikey had formed Bonten, making Ran one of the executives. Ran asked you to marry him, doing it quietly at a courthouse. Everything in your life was going right.
Until it wasn’t.
You remember how it started. You were doing laundry, folding and putting it away. You came across some socks, they were too small to be Rans and you didn’t own a pair like these. Deciding to question Ran on it later, you put them away in your nightstand.
Later that evening, Ran came home, walking to the kitchen as you cooked dinner. He wrapped his arms around you, kissing up your neck, making you giggle. “Ran stop, I’m trying to cook.”
“And I’m just trying to love on you~”
You turned around, wrapping your arms around his neck and he kissed you deeply. His hands gripped your hips as yours pulled at his hair, moans coming from both of you. He turned the stove off and dinner became forgotten.
As well as the socks.
The second time was when he came home late. You finishing up in the bathroom when you heard the door shut, as well as stumbling around. Sighing, you turned the bathroom light off and got into bed, waiting for Ran to stumble up the stairs.
He walked into the room with a big smile, drunk out of his mind. “Babyyyy~”
Falling into the bed, you cringed at the smell coming from him, sweat and alcohol. You knew he’d be out with Rindou and Sanzu. “You need a shower.”
He looked up at you with a cheeky grin. “Help me?”
You helped take off his clothes, getting the water ready. Turning around, you went to speak before stopping, noticing the reddish bruise that was on his neck. He seen the way your eyes wondered and immediately defended it.
“Sanzu fucking threw his cigar at me tonight, that asshole. It’s fine really, barley hurts.”
You weren’t stupid, by no means. Though he was drunk, and you weren’t in the mood for it. “Let’s get you in the shower.”
The last, and final time, was really the topping on the cake. You were at your desk, outside of your bosses office when one of the new employees had walked to you. She had files, so you were expecting her to hand them to you. “You’re y/n Haitani, right?”
“Yeah that’s me. Do you need me to take those files?”
She giggled slightly, a small smirk taking over her lips. “No actually.” Pulling a gold ring from her pocket, you watched as she set it down on your desk. “Your husband left that at my place three days ago. He’s just so forgetful.”
It was Rans ring. Your initials were on the inside of the band. She walked away as you just stared at the ring. So many thoughts were going through your head.
You went home that night, packed your things and sat at the bar, waiting for Ran. You spun his ring on the counter, your wedding ring sitting near the sink.
The door unlocked and you lifted your eyes, watching Ran walk in. He saw you and smiled, you giving one back. “Hi baby.” He walked up and gave you a kiss, looking around the kitchen. “We going out for dinner tonight?”
You slightly shook your head. “No, I was thinking we just make sandwiches or something.”
He looked beyond confused but nodded nonetheless. He began getting the stuff out, pouring himself a glass of whiskey in the process. You just glared at his back. “Are you missing something, Ran?”
He turned around, seeing you play with his wedding band and smiled. “Hey, where did you find it? I’ve been looking for this for a while.” He took it and put it back on his hand, seeing yours was off. He picked it up, wanting to put it back in your finger.
“I’ll put it on later.”
His eyes narrowed slightly before he nodded. He went back to making the food. “Remember when I was in highschool, and we had just started dating, and you thought I cheated on you?”
He tensed up very quickly, slightly looking back over his shoulder. That was the first you both fought, and it almost led to a breakup. Though just like the second time, he was so in love with you, he wouldn’t let you go. “That was a long time ago, why are you bringing that up?”
You shrugged, tapping your nails on the counter. “I was doing my makeup before going into work, and I just remembered, how hard it was to cover that bruise. You know, the one you gave me. When you thought I cheated on you.”
He slammed his cup on the counter, becoming aggravated. “Why would that be something you remember all of the sudden? You do your makeup every day.”
You smiled at his outburst, amused by it really. “I’m just curious is all. You hit me because you thought I cheated on you. What do I get to do, to you, for actually cheating on me?”
His lips were parted, and his eyes widened at what you said. You raised a brow, tilting your head while he just gave you that stupid look. “Did you know she works at my office, Ran?”
“Baby-“
“Don’t you fucking baby me.” You picked up your ring, throwing it at him while he struggled to catch it. He watched you walk to your room before coming back with suitcases, starting to put your shoes on. “I’ll be back for the rest of my stuff later, probably while you’re at work.”
“No no no, NO NO! You can’t do this!” He pulled the bag from your hand while you just stared at him. Dropping to his knees, he gripped your hands, tears already falling from his eyes. “Don’t leave me please. I can’t do this without you.”
You softly smiled at him, running a hand through his hair, leaning down to his ear. “You’ve already shown me how easily replaceable I am.” A sob broke through his lips as you continued. “I’m sure that blonde bitch would love to live here.” You leaned back up, glaring down at him. “Would love to come home everyday after work, and make you dinner. Would love to clean this apartment every day and clean up after you, because god forbid you clean up after yourself!” You threw him off of you, watching as he fell back. “Or maybe to do your laundry and find another woman’s clothing, or try to help you shower only find a goddamn hickey.”
“It was Sanzu-“
“Sanzu doesn’t smoke cigars!” He flinched as you yelled. “All that dumbass does is take pills.”
You slipped your shoes on, grabbing your bags and opening the door. Just as you were about to leave, he wrapped his arms around you, holding you close. “Please, please don’t leave. I wanna talk, I wanna work this out. Please y/n, don’t do this to me. I just want another chance.”
Tears of your own fell, feeling his arms tighten again. “I’ve wasted 12 years with you Ran. I’ve done so much for you, and you do this to me? What did I do to deserve this?”
“Nothing baby!” He turned you around, hands grabbing your face as he cried. “You’re so perfect! It’s me, it’s me I swear. I need help, and I need you here to help me-“
“I don’t wanna help you, Ran!” You pushed his hands off of you, watching him stumble back. “I shouldn’t have to help you. I shouldn’t have to go through this. And I’m not going to.” Grabbing your suitcases once more, you gave him one last look. One that made him flinch with how much it was filled with hatred. “Fuck you and a second chance.”
He watched as you left.
And a week later, he came home to an empty apartment.
Uhh hello! So if it’s not a problem I will request again. Feel free to ignore it and not do it!
Soo you know the one series with college Au! Izana, haitani brothers and kakucho can you make a part 3. I love it so much it got me intrigued?
Can you make separate one-shots where there are rumours going on about Y/n dating the boys and how she isn’t for them the boys are out of her league stuff like that… Y/n feels bad and the boys finally find out so they comfort her about it?? Ya know just some pure fluff don’t mind the boys beating ass.
Thank you 😻🤩
Tenjiku: feeling not good enough for them (college AU)
A/N: Hi love! 🥰 I’m glad you like the Tenjiku headcanons! This was a good reminder for me to write more tr content! Enjoy! <3
Izana:
The words that you heard people whisper hurt. Izana was the smartest, popular and undeniably attractive man on campus, it was weird to see him beside you. Did he deserve better?
But because he was the smartest man on campus, he easily found out about the rumours and immediately searched for you, cornering you in an empty room.
“And why would you believe them?” He says, tilting his head at you.
You shrug. You don’t know what to say really, the doubts were starting to enter your head.
He sighs, pushing his body against yours, “you know they’re just saying that because they hate the fact I’m happiest with you right?” He says, grabbing your face in your hand. “They hate the fact that you’re perfect, and perfect for me” he adds, making it hard for you to fight off your smile.
“Really?” You ask.
“Really. Now give me a kiss” he demands, making you laugh before stand of your tiptoes to give the white haired boy a kiss.
“Should I break their jaws?”He asks ever so politely after he pulls away, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.
You shoved your head into his chest with a giggle “you cracking jokes already?” You laugh.
“Who said I’m joking?”
Kakucho:
“Who said that?” Kakucho says in surprise, when you blurted out the things you heard after he pestered you all day for avoiding him.
Kakucho, the sweetie who was originally pulling his chair closer to you, so you could hold hands was taken aback by the words you spoke.
“I don’t know kaku.. I guess it’s true though. You deserve better than me and I-“
But your sentence was never completed as your boyfriend suddenly yanked your chair closer and pulled you into a kiss.
Even when you tried to pull away, the man was relentless, still kissing you like his life depended on it. He finally pulls away breathlessly when you pat his chest.
“Don’t say silly things like that again” he muttered breathlessly against your lips. “I’m the one whose lucky to have you, I’ve literally had a crush on you since we started college and now I finally have you” he adds, making you smile at how sweet he was.
Forces you to cuddle rest of the day, not just for your reassurance but for his own comfort too. Baby boy cannot afford to lose you <3
Rindou:
He’s sitting down with you standing in front of him, his legs locked around your figure to stop you from escaping. A blank stare directed at you
“You’ve been avoiding me. Why?”
“I’m sorry I made you feel like that Rin-“
“Answer the question” he cuts you off. You sigh as you explain the rumours you heard, facing the floor so he doesn’t see the disappointment on your face.
You hear him sigh. And his hand reaches out, grabbing the back of your thigh, manhandling you into his lap.
You stare at him in surprise when you found yourself sitting in his lap. His hand then travels to your waist, pulling you even closer until your faces were an inch apart.
“You must be seriously stupid if you believe them.” He says. “Any smart person would know I’m the lucky one to have you. You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen, and I didn’t scare off all those ugly ass boys to have you as mine, just for you to believe that you’re not good enough” he says, pulling your face closer for emphasis.
You finally break a smile, looking up at your handsome boyfriend, fixing his glasses before kissing his cheek. “Thank you Rin” you say.
“Shut up and kiss me on the lips”
Ran:
As you walked towards campus gloomily, you spotted some guys getting beat up and the other side of the road. You’re about to turn away until you squint and notice a tall, familiar figure make its way over to you.
Your eyes widen when you realise it was none other than your boyfriend, Ran Haitani. The puzzle was started to piece itself together, the people beat up were the ones who spread the rumours.
He walks up to you with a grin that was too charming for someone who just beat tf out of a group of people, swinging his baton around carelessly.
“You’re such a silly girl aren’t you?” You says as he approaches you, confusing you more than before.
And once his tall figure finally stands in front of you, towering over you, he playfully flicks your forehead. “Ow!”
He bends down to your height teasingly, giving you a kiss on the forehead from where he just flicked you.
“You really thought I wouldn’t find out why you were avoiding me?”
You quickly turn your head away in shame, “Sorry” you mumble, only to hear him chuckle, before pulling you into his arms, essentially trapping you in them.
“You’re my pretty baby, no one will ever get away with lying about you, you understand?” He says, grabbing your chin. You nod at the taller male, before scrunching your eyebrows in confusion.
“Wait, what lie?”
“Lying about you not being good enough duh” he said, pinching your cheeks.
Bound 2
Mikey, Haitani Ran, Haitani Rindou, Shion Madarame x gn!reader
They fall for you
Bound to fall in love <3
Sano Manjiro
I know I got a bad reputation
Walking 'round, always mad reputation
He was a well known delinquent around Japan. Many already knew his last name, because of his older brother Shinichiro, but it was obvious how different they were. Mikey was ruthless, he didn’t care about anything and anyone. His main purpose in life was to create chaos and bring pain. While Shinichiro was a delinquent who cared about everyone. He did what made him happy and he tried to help out other’s as well. That’s why his death brought many to tears, Shinichiro was named as a legend which no one would ever forget.
But for Mikey.. People prayed for Mikey’s downfall and that should’ve been one of the biggest red flags for you. But you didn’t care about any of that. What you cared about was how he treated you. He saw you as an equal and promised to protect you with his whole life. He met you when he was still in Toman. He was buying midnight snacks when you came into the small shop near his house. It wasn’t love at first sight, but he knew you’d be something to him. A friend, an enemy, or a lover - he didn’t know. But he had a feeling. And he was right. You two became close extremely fast.
At nights he’d hold you close and whisper about your future. How he wants to marry you, even though he knows it’s not safe. He even thought about leaving this life behind, but that wasn’t possible. He’d ask you to never leave him. Mikey was broken, after losing so much. And you’d stay with him until the very end. Even if it meant losing your sanity.
Haitani Ran
Leave a pretty girl sad reputation
He was a playboy. Breaking the hearts of guys and girls without any shame or guilt. He had the looks and the personality and that was enough. People knew how he was, but they still expected to be the one for Ran. But the relationships ended not even a month in. Haitani was capable of having a good relationship, but he just never found the right one. Deciding to just indulge in one night stands. But that was until he met you.
You were so rude and cold towards him. You had no fear, even though you knew the power his name held. You thought he was the most annoying person to exist on this planet and he thought you were the most perfect human being. But of course it was hard for him to convince you that he actually liked you. Ran was cursing out himself for building the reputation he had and Rindou was laughing at his older brother’s problem.
He knew it would take a long while to make you believe him. But he was persistent. He wouldn’t give up. Not until he had you in his arms.
Haitani Rindou
Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation
I turnt the nightclub out of the basement
Haitani Rindou was known for a lot of things. He was a delinquent, he helped his brother kill someone at the age of twelve, he spent a lot of his teenage years in Juvie, he was known as a celebrity in Roppongi and around school he was also known for being rude and cold towards other students, pushing them around with his brother. Basically, he wasn’t a good person and everyone and their moms knew this. Following the footsteps of his older brother Ran, he built himself a name which brought fear to many. The only exceptions to this were his brother, his friends and for some reason - you.
You had just moved to Japan, not having any family there, or knowing anyone in that country in general. Your dad got a job in Tokyo and he took this opportunity to make more money. Of course you weren’t too fond of this idea, but who were you to crush his dreams. So you sucked it all in and decided to just keep quiet. Surprisingly it wasn’t too bad. Even though you were in the centre of attention (good and bad) you enjoyed making new friends and joining clubs. Mostly everything was going great, until the day you bumped into the famous Haitani Rindou. You had heard stories about him from your new friends, but he wasn’t what you had expected him to be.
He made sure you were okay and was blushing the whole time you two talked. What you didn’t know was how you managed to consume his mind. You were all he could think about. Your smile, your eyes, your cute accent and the funny way you pronounced words. Rindou managed to develop the biggest crush on you just by talking to you for a few minutes.
“Hey, there’s a party at my place.” He clears his throat. “On friday. I’ll be the dj. Come over?”
“For sure.” You smile at him and write down your number on a small piece of paper.
That was a start of a long lasting relationship.
Shion Madarame
And ay, ayo, we made to Thanksgiving
So ay, maybe we can make it to Christmas
Shion wasn’t the best at showing his emotions. He couldn’t tell you how he felt most of the time. Maybe it was because of pride, or maybe he was never taught to speak out. You didn’t know. But you did know that he loved you. You knew from the high school days, when he bumped into you on accident and then blamed it all on you.
He was a dumbass. He was forgetful, rude, way too stuck up and egoistic. Even after losing a fight, he’d walk with his head high and you didn’t know if that was a good, or a bad thing. All you knew was that you’d be there to patch him up. And even if he didn’t show it - he was grateful. Shion never thought you’d like him back. You were way too good for him. But he never regretted the stupid letter he wrote to you when he was sixteen. He’d always remember how you smiled while reading it and how you knew that it was him.
Now, he walked around the streets of Japan with you in his arms, his head still held high, but for different reasons. Shion knew they were all jealous of him. After all, you were a beauty to behold.