❉ 139 Dreams (Toyoda Shun) Understanding

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• Genre: Fluff, angst, slice of life
• Word Count: 7,876
• Pairing: Reader x Shun
• World: My Love Mix-Up!
• Note: Bro, this took me too long to write and I doubt anyone is even gonna read it because he’s not a popular character lmao Oh well, I had fun and I’m proud of the result for the most part.Also… holy shit it’s almost 8k words what the fuck bro xD

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“Hey~ kids! Spare some hicchange for the less fortunate?” A middle-aged man giggled, the alcohol in his system making him sway where he stood, blocking the path of the three high school students.

Aoki felt nervous and wasn’t sure how to handle this situation. Should he just offer the man some money in the hopes that he would go away? He started to reach for his wallet when Ida stepped forward, his voice firm. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. You’re quite drunk, you should go home and sleep it off before you do something you might regret later.”

The once jolly drunk quickly shifted to anger, jabbing his finger in the boy’s chest. “Hah? Who are you to get all hic high and mighty with me, eh? Eh?”

Toyoda frowned, putting his hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Let’s just go, Kousuke.”

“You think you can just w-hic-alk away from me, punk? Eh?” His glassy eyes fell on the brunette and he reached forward to grasp a hold of his shirt, but fingers wrapped tightly around the man’s wrist before he could, making him cry out in pain. “Ow, ow, ow! Let hic me go!”

You clicked your tongue in annoyance, eyes narrowed at the drunkard. “Oi, don’t you have any shame? Picking on a bunch of high school kids.”

“Mind your own hic business!” he slurred, trying to pull his wrist free from your grip.

“I think you need a nap, man. Here, let me help you out with that, free of charge.” You cocked your fist back before slamming it into the man’s face.

He cried out in pain, stumbling backward when you released his wrist before falling onto the pavement and curling up into a ball, sobbing like a baby.

“Pathetic,” you scoffed, raking your eyes over the three boys. “Anyone hurt?”

For several moments, the three just stared at you.

Aoki snapped out of it, closing the distance between you. “Y/N! What are you doing here?”

“We haven’t seen each other in two years and that’s the first thing you say to me?” you quirked a brow at him, hand over your heart. “Not happy to see me, Sota?”

“Of course, I’m happy!” he pouted, tugging on the hem of your shirt. “I’m just surprised. You didn’t tell me you were coming back.”

“It was kind of a last-minute decision.” Your eyes flickered to the other two boys, watching you with curiosity and confusion. “These your friends?”

“Ah…” Aoki’s eyes landed on Ida and he bit his lip, feeling anxiety grip his heart. “Y-Yes, they’re my… friends.”

You quirked a brow at him, knowing full well that he was hiding something from you but he just smiled nervously before introducing them to you and you to them. You hummed, nodding at them as a sign of acknowledgment. “Nice to meet you.”

Toyoda smiled politely, giving you a bow. “You too, Y/N-san.”

You nodded before turning back to Aoki, patting his arm. “Let’s get you home. It’s getting late and your mom sent me to find you.”

“Okay…” He sent an apologetic look to the two boys, offering them a wave. “Good night.”

“Good night, Aoki.”

“Sweet dreams.”

You sent them one last look before throwing your arm around Aoki’s shoulders and the two of you started toward his house. He smiled up at you, leaning into your body as he played with the bracelet around your wrist.

“I can’t believe you’re really back. Are you staying for a while?”

You thought about your new job and hummed. “Yeah, I think I will.”

“I’m so excited! Are you going to be staying with us?”

“Just until my apartment is ready to move in to.”

“How long will that be?”

You shrugged a shoulder. “Couple weeks, maybe?”

He grinned at you, pulling away so that he could stop in front of you, his eyes shining like stars. “Then let’s make these next two weeks the best of our lives!”

You chuckled, ruffling his hair. “Yeah, let’s do that.”

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You scratched the back of your head, looking at the poorly drawn map that Aoki’s mom had given you. It had gotten you this far but you weren’t even sure if you were in the right place or not. Where the hell was the school? It was pretty early so there weren’t too many students around for you to follow, either.

Toyoda turned the corner and paused when he saw you, your brow furrowed at a tiny piece of paper in your hands. You looked lost. He smiled softly as he approached you. “Y/N-san?”

You lifted your head, looking at him blankly for a moment before recognition flickered across your face. “Ah, it’s you. Sota’s friend, uhh…”

“Toyoda Shun,” he bowed.

“Toyoda, right. You go to the same school as Sota right?”

“Yes. Are you looking for the school?”

You gave him an exasperated sigh, showing him the map. “Aoki’s mom drew this but how the hell am I supposed to follow it? I think a five-year-old would do better.”

He hummed softly as he looked over the map. “Well, you did well because the school is right around the corner. You just took the back way.”

“Eh? Really?”

He motioned for you to follow him and when you rounded the corner, you saw a few students making their way toward the school entrance.

“Well, shit. Thanks, man.”

Toyoda smiled. “Of course. If you’re looking for Aoki, he might not -“

“Y/N-chan?!”

You turned around, seeing Aoki with a confused look on his face but he wasn’t alone. Aida was with him, stars in his eyes as he looked at you. “Oh god…”

Aida launched himself toward you, his arms held out but you lifted your foot, pressing it against the side of his face, pushing him away from you. “Y/N~” He complained. “You’re so cold to me! Oi, Aoki, why didn’t you tell me Y/N was back?”

“Ah, well…”

“Beacuse I told him not to,” you replied simply. “You annoy the hell out of me.”

“It’s called love.”

“Pretty sure it’s hate.”

Aoki cleared his throat, stepping forward. “What are you doing here? You were gone when I woke up.”

“I was trying to get here before you,” you rubbed the back of your neck.

“Eh? Why?”

“I got a new job…” you replied slowly, watching his face for his reaction. “Here, at the school.”

“Eh… Eh?!”

Aida grinned. “We get to see you every day? I approve of this!”

Toyoda looked at you in surprise. “You’re a teacher?”

You sent him a look, nose wrinkled. “Hell no. I could never be a teacher because of people like him.” You jabbed your thumb toward Aida who pouted in reply.

“I know you bully me because you love me but it’s still hurtful, Y/N.”

You sent him a deadpan look, not even offering him a response. “I’m a security guard.”

“Oh, I see,” Toyoda hummed softly. The current school guard was quite old and moved slowly so the more troublesome students often teased him or messed with him. He hoped that you would stop them from getting away with that and make the old man’s life a little easier.

You looked at Aoki, a frown tugging at your lips. “Sota?”

“You should have told me.” He lowered his head before rushing past you, his shoulder bumping yours.

You sighed as you watched him rush into the school. Honestly, you should have told him but at the time, you didn’t know it was his school. And when you found out, you figured he’d be upset so you couldn’t find the right time to tell him. He probably thought you were checking up on him or invading his privacy, but that wasn’t the case.

Aida patted your shoulder. “Don’t worry, I’ll talk to him. I’m looking forward to seeing you every day~”

You scowled at his back as he headed after Aoki. “I already regret this decision.” You noticed Toyoda still standing there and you figured he felt awkward, unsure of how to leave without seeming rude. “Thank you for looking after Sota.”

He looked surprised. “Ah, Kousuke looks after him more than I do.”

“Kousuke?”

“Ida Kousuke. You met him last night.”

“Ah, the kid that faced off against the drunk. I see.”

“Thank you for that, by the way,” he told you with a soft smile. “I wasn’t sure how it was going to end up.”

“It’s fine. Sota’s always been the sort to find trouble even when there is none.” You patted his shoulder before approaching the school building to start your new job.

Toyoda watched you until you disappeared into the building. He wasn’t sure what to make of you. You were unlike anyone he had met before, rough around the edges but you seemed to care deeply for Aoki. He wondered just how close the two of you were. Aida also seemed smitten with you.

He had a feeling things were about to change.

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“And that concludes the tour,” Saito-san smiled kindly, his hands behind his back. He was a small man with a slightly hunched back and kind eyes.

“I appreciate you showing me around,” you replied with a bow. “Can you tell me about the school delinquents?”

He hummed. “I don’t like to think of them that way. They may be troubled, but they are not bad kids. They just need someone to care about them and show them some respect.”

You hummed, slipping your hands into your pockets. You had heard from the other teachers beforehand and you knew about how they teased Saito, making his job harder than it should be. In your opinion, people earn respect, and picking on an old man definitely does not earn them respect. “I see. I’ll keep that in mind.”

“If you have any concerns, don’t hesitate to let me know. Your job is to patrol the school and ensure that the students are not doing anything dangerous.”

“Understood. Leave it to me, Saito-san.” You bowed again, making him chuckle.

“You’re a good kid. I look forward to working with you, Y/N-san. I’ll be in the office if you need me.”

You smiled softly as you watched him disappear down the hall, his feet dragging across the floor. Your job was pretty easy, you just walked around the school making sure no one was doing something stupid or bullying other kids. You quickly realized what a good school this was. The students were respectful and friendly, rarely causing any problems and when they did, they did their best to fix it themselves. The regret from earlier quickly faded. ‘This is going to be the easiest job I’ve ever done. Talk about an easy payday.’

When the day came to an end, you stopped by the gym to check on the volleyball team. To your surprise, both Ida and Toyoda were members, so you decided to stick around for a bit and observe them. Ida was clearly one of the star players, if not the ace of the team, but Toyoda was close behind, offering him support and helping him block the balls from the other side. You didn’t know much about volleyball but they seemed good enough.

Toyoda felt like he was being watched and glanced around, his eyes meeting yours. You were leaning against the doorframe, arms over your chest as you watched practice. He offered you a smile before returning his attention to the game. Knowing you were there watching him made him try harder though he wasn’t sure why. Did he want to impress you? Maybe make up for how uncool he had been when faced with a drunkard? He felt it when you finally left the gym, returning to your duties and he frowned, wishing you had stayed long enough to see him serve.

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Ida and Toyoda were walking down the hall, discussing the upcoming tests when they heard Aoki groan from within the classroom they were passing. The door was slightly open so they could hear him and Aida talking. They didn’t mean to eavesdrop, it just kind of happened.

“So you’re not going to tell Y/N-chan about you and Ida?”

“I can’t!”

Toyoda glanced at his friend to gauge his reaction but the male remained stoic, the only change being the slight furrow of his brow.

“Do you really think they are the kind of person to reject who you are?”

Aoki frowned, sprawling across his desk. “No, but… what if I lose them? I’m scared, Akkun. Y/N is precious to me, I don’t think I could handle it if they didn’t understand…”

Aida hummed. “You know they’re going to find out eventually. It’ll be a lot worse if they find out on their own instead of from you. They might think you don’t trust them.”

Aoki groaned again, burying his face in his arms. “What do I do~”

Toyoda and Ida exchanged a look. What were they supposed to do with this information? It wasn’t their place to interfere, but seeing a friend in trouble made them want to act. Ida especially wanted to confront you and Toyoda knew it.

As quietly as he could, Toyoda pulled his friend away from the door. “I know that look. Don’t interfere, Kousuke. This is between them, ne?”

Ida nodded, a frown tugging at his lips. He knew that, but he didn’t like it.

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You yawned as you finally got to leave the school, ready to go home and lay in bed for the next five hours. You were a lazy person by nature so spending the whole day walking in circles around the school was not what you considered to be a fun time, but it was easy so you wouldn’t complain. Much. You only made it a few steps out of the school before pausing, tugging the crumpled map from your pocket. Could you follow this thing back to the Aoki residence? You didn’t feel confident about that.

“Lost again, Y/N-san?”

You glanced at Toyoda as he stepped through the school gate, a kind smile on his lips and a scarf around his neck. It was getting colder these days and you were sure snow was on the way. Without a word, you held the map out to him.

He took it with a chuckle. “You’re really bad at directions, hm? Let’s see.”

You watched him as he inspected the map, taking note of his long lashes and pretty eyes. He was unbelievably pretty, someone you could never get tired of looking at. ‘Snap out of it, idiot,’ you scolded yourself, shaking your head as you forced your gaze toward the sky, covered with clouds. ‘This is Sota’s friend. He’s already mad at you for working at his school, imagine how he’d react if you tried to date his friend!’

“Ah, I think I understand. I’ll show you, if you’d like.”

“Sure. I’ll buy you some food as thanks.”

He smiled widely at that and nodded, holding his hand out to you. “It’s a deal, then.”

You hummed, sliding your hand into his. His fingers were calloused from playing volleyball but they were warm and lithe.

“Follow me.”

Walking side by side, a comfortable silence settled over you. You didn’t feel the need to try and force conversation and neither did he, but his mind kept wandering back to the conversation he had overheard. He glanced at you thoughtfully. You didn’t seem like the judgemental type, but he knew it was impossible to tell so early on. He just didn’t know enough about you.

“If you have something to say, say it.”

“Eh?” He felt his cheeks heat up when your eyes met his and he realized he had been staring. “Sorry!”

“What is it?”

“It’s nothing, really.”

“Heh.” You went quiet after that and he was sure you had let it go but then you spoke again. “Tell me, what kind of person is Ida?”

“Kousuke?” he replied, looking at you curiously. “Why do you ask?”

“I’m curious about the people Sota’s hanging out with these days. He’s always been on good terms with his classmates, but he’s rarely ever hung out with others aside from that idiot Aida. So,” you came to a stop, meeting his gaze head-on. “What kind of person is Ida Kousuke?”

Toyoda paused, thinking over the question. “Well, he’s a hard worker and he’s pretty smart. He’s the ace of our volleyball team. He can be a bit… thickheaded sometimes, but he genuinely trys to understand the people he cares about. He’s also honest, but not in a mean way. He just states his feelings as clearly as he understands them.”

You looked away, brow furrowed as you processed the words. If that description was anything to go by, he sounded like a really good guy, but you still felt uneasy. You knew Aoki was hiding something from you, something big, and you had a hunch it had to do with Ida.

He watched you closely, biting his lip. Should he say something? He had told Ida it was best not to interfere, but he found it hard to take his own advice when you were standing in front of him.

“They seem close,” you commented softly.

“Yes.” He paused, biting his lip again. “Do you…”

You quirked a brow at him. “Hm?”

He couldn’t just come out and ask, ‘do you know they’re dating?’ He would never forgive himself if he was the one to spill the beans to you. He quickly shook his head, giving you a smile. “Nevermind. It’s nothing.” He turned around to continue on but your words made him freeze.

“They’re more than just friends, aren’t they?”

He didn’t know how to respond. You had clearly clued in on it, but if you were asking, that meant you weren’t sure. He didn’t want to lie to you, but he didn’t want to tell you the truth, either.

You sighed, settling on the metal railing that separated the road and the sidewalk, running a hand through your hair. “During lunch, I went up to the roof to make sure no one was messing around up there and I saw them. They were eating together, and they kept looking at each other. The look in their eyes wasn’t one you’d see looking at a friend though.”

Toyoda slowly turned toward you, choosing his words carefully. “If that were the case… how would you react?”

You frowned at him, knowing what he meant. “You think I’d reject him because of that? Is that how you see me?”

“Ah, no! I didn’t mean -” he started to panic, taking a step closer to you but his shoulders relaxed when you snickered at him. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. We don’t know each other, so it’s kind of expected.” You ran your hand through your hair in frustration. “But why the hell hasn’t Sota told me? Does he really think so little of me? Maybe I did something to give him that impression. Ugh, this is so frustrating.”

Toyoda settled himself beside you, shivering a bit when the cold wind picked up. “If I had to take a guess… I’d say that he’s afraid to tell you because this is all very new to him. Even if he knows how you’ll react, it makes sense that he would still be worried about it, ne?”

“You’re right…”

“Are you going to confront him?”

You met his eyes and smiled, shaking your head. “Nah. As much as this is driving me crazy, I have no right to force it out of him, ya know? I’ll wait for him to come to me. He will eventually… I hope.”

“He will,” Toyoda replied confidently. “He respects you a lot, he just needs time to find his courage.”

“I know. Thank you.” You stood up, offering him your hand. “What do you want to eat?”

He slid his hand into yours, letting you pull him off the railing. “There’s a nice ramen place on the way, if that’s okay?”

“Whatever you want. Let’s go.”

The ramen shop was only two blocks away and the inside was warm and filled with the smell of food. You settled down at a table near the back and he sat across from you.

“Order whatever you want,” you told him, halfheartedly glancing over the menu.

“Hai~ thank you very much, Y/N-san.”

Your nose wrinkled. “And drop the honorifics. I’m no different from you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.”

He nodded, smiling softly.

A middle-aged woman approached your table with two glasses of water and a kind smile. “Ready to order?”

You glanced at Toyoda and he nodded.

“Miso ramen and a lemonade please.”

“Soy sauce ramen and some soju.”

She quirked a brow at you. “Are you old enough to drink, dear?”

“Yeah.” You started to pull out your wallet but she held her hand up and chuckled.

“I’ll be right back.”

Toyoda waited for the drinks to be delivered before he regarded you. “Do you mind if I ask where you were before coming back here?”

“I went to Korea for a job. I was gone for two years before the contract ended and I decided to come back home.”

“Oh? Was it also a security job?”

“Yeah, but nothing glamorous.” You took a sip of your alcohol. “I just guarded the door to some idol agency, keeping fans at bay.”

His eyes widened in surprise. “An idol agency? That sounds pretty glamorous to me.”

“Eh. It’s not like I got to meet any of them. At most, they just bowed their head in greeting as they rushed into the building.” You shrugged, turning your attention to the woman as she set the ramen down in front of you. “Thank you.”

“Enjoy!”

Toyoda clapped his hands together. “Itadakimasu.”

You broke the chopsticks apart and began to eat, thankful for a hot meal since you had skipped breakfast and only ate a bag of chips for lunch. Not even good chips, either – they had been stale and broken.

“You and Aoki are quite close. Are you childhood friends?” Toyoda inquired before taking a bite of his noodles.

“No, but I’ve known him for…” you paused in thought. “Eight years? Something like that. It was actually Aida I met first, if you can believe it. He was trying to show off to his friends and jumped off the top of the monkey bars.”

“Did he get hurt?”

“No,” you scowled at him. “Because I broke his fall. Bastard landed on my back and nearly broke my nose.”

“Oh no,” he covered his mouth but you weren’t quite sure if it was because of surprise or because he was in the middle of chewing. “Is that why you hate him?”

“I don’t hate him,” you muttered, sipping your drink. “I just strongly dislike him. There’s a difference.”

He chuckled, an amused smile on his lips. “I see. He seems quite fond of you, though.”

“He’s spent his entire life trying to win me over after that because I, and I quote, ‘saved his life from certain death and/or dismemberment.‘”

“You’re his hero~”

“Oi, you’re enjoying this a bit too much.”

“Sorry, sorry.” He tried to hide his grin but it failed. “How did you meet Aoki, then?”

“Sota was the one who checked on me and tried to stop the bleeding. He was also the one that apologized for Aida’s idiocy and tried to get him to stop bothering me. I don’t know,” you propped your cheek in your hand, looking toward the door with fondness. “There was something about him. He was just so small and cute. I wanted to protect him, protect his smile. I’ve always wanted a younger brother and he fit into that role perfectly. Honestly, I sometimes wonder if I pushed that on him when he didn’t want it and he just accepted it.”

“I don’t think so. I think he feels the same way about you. It’s pretty obvious that he admires you.”

You met his eyes and smiled at the sincerity lingering there. “Thanks.” You glanced at the time on your phone. “Are you done? It’s getting late.”

“Ah, hai.”

You stood up, tugging your wallet from your pocket and handing the money to the older man in a chef’s coat. “Thank you, the food was good.”

“Thank you,” Toyoda bowed at him.

“Have a good night!” The man grinned.

The cold air hit you in the face when you stepped outside, making your cheeks feel as if someone was stabbing tiny needles into your skin. Toyoda shivered, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his coat.

You hummed, throwing your arm around his shoulder and tugging him closer. “Listen, I’m counting on you to help me look after Sota.”

“Eh?” He heard the words, but he was more focused on your arm around him and how close you were, how warm you were. He resisted the urge to snuggle closer and was thankful that his cheeks were already pink because of the cold.

“If you refuse,” you pointed your finger at his face. “I’ll give you detention.”

“You’re threatening me?” he scoffed, lips tugging upward.

“It’s not a threat,” you grinned. “It’s a promise.”

“It’s definitely a threat, Y/N-san.”

You quirked a brow at him and he realized his mistake.

“Y/N,” he correctly softly, feeling his cheeks warming. For some reason, it felt so intimate to say your name without using honorifics, but it felt oddly comfortable. He liked that feeling of closeness to you. Or maybe his brain was just unable to function properly because of how close you were to him. “I’ll do my best.”

“Good.” You pulled away from him and held your hand out. “Gimme your phone.” He tilted his head curiously but did as you asked, tugging his phone free from his pocket and unlocking it. You navigated to his messages, composing a new one to yourself. “You need my number if you’re going to help me look after Sato. If anything happens, make sure you tell me, yeah?”

His heart was racing in his chest but he tried to appear calm as he took his phone back, looking at the message. You hadn’t saved your number.

“Make sure you save it.”

“I will.”

“Great, now let’s get you home.”

“Eh?” He lifted his head, watching as you started to walk away before he rushed off after you. “But I’m supposed to be helping you home.”

You shrugged. “It’s almost dark. What kind of guard would I be if I let a student walk home alone? I can figure it out myself.”

He frowned at you. “Are you sure?”

You quirked a brow at him. “You doubting me?”

“No, I’m just worr-” he cut himself off, looking away from your gaze. He hadn’t meant to say that out loud.

“Oh? You’re worried about me, are you?” you grinned. “How cute. Don’t worry, I’m smarter than I look.” You gently rested your hand on top of his head and his heart raced so quickly that he was sure you could hear it. “Thank you for worrying about little old me, Toyoda.”

He found the courage to meet your eyes and the warmth there stole his breath away. “You’re welcome…”

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“Y/N~!”

You could sense him coming up behind you and you quickly sidestepped, watching Aida go rushing past you, stumbling when he realized what had happened. “Didn’t I tell you no touching?”

“I don’t remember that,” he grinned cheekily. “What are you up to?”

Was he serious? You quirked a brow at him. “My job? You know, patrolling the school?”

“Oh, right. About that,” he stepped closer, looking around conspiratorily and lowering his voice. “I heard a rumor about a couple of kids bullying someone in the old art classroom. They said they were going to ‘beat him to a pulp at lunch.’ You should probably go check that out, right?”

You looked at him suspiciously, not believing the story for a minute, but you wouldn’t be doing your job properly if you ignored a tip like this. With a sigh, you agreed. “Fine, whatever. If you’re lying, I’m gonna best your ass. You know that, right?”

“Yes~” he grinned, flashing you a peace sign. “I hope you get there in time!”

“Uh-huh,” you sent him an annoyed look before brushing past him and heading for the stairs. It didn’t take long to find the unused art class, nestled at the end of the hall. You slammed the door open without warning, expecting to see a kid getting bullied by his classmates, but that wasn’t even close to what you found.

Aoki sat on one of the empty desks, his hands resting in his lap. Ida stood in front of him, his hand resting on Aoki’s cheek. They had been staring at each other when you entered.m, as if nothing else existed but them.

‘That damn Aida, I’m going to kill him!’

Aoki’s eyes widened and he jumped up so quickly that he tripped on the leg of the desk, falling into Ida’s arms. The male held him protectively, a worried look on his face.

“Are you okay?”

Aoki’s face was burning for multiple reasons and he shoved himself away from the other male, his eyes wide and full of fear. His lips parted and closed several times as he tried to say something, but the words died on his tongue as anxiety and fear overwhelmed him. And like a trapped animal, he ran, shoving past you in his haste to escape.

Ida was sure if he should go after him or not, you could tell that.

You leaned against the doorway with a sigh. “Oi, you should go after him.”

That was all the encouragement he needed as he darted from the room, running down the hall to catch up with Aoki.

You ran your hand through your hair in frustration. You had wanted Aoki to come to you when he felt comfortable, you didn’t want this. Your frustration turned to anger and you nearly stomped down the hall, your aura so angry that the other students jumped out of your way in fear. If looks could kill, they would surely be dead ten times over.

“Oi, has anyone seen Aida Hayato?” you questioned loudly, not stopping to wait for a reply. “Where is he?”

A timid first year slowly raised his hand. “Um… I saw him heading toward the gym…”

You clicked your tongue and took off, dodging students as you ran. You reached the gym in record time, taking a moment in the doorway to try and catch your breath. Your narrowed eyes scanned the gym, startling the volleyball members. Where was he hiding?

“Y/N?” Toyoda frowned at the state you were in, his hand resting on your shoulder. “What’s wrong? You look ready to murder someone…”

“Where is he?”

“Who?”

Your eyes snapped to his and he swallowed at the anger burning there. “Aida. I know he came here.”

Toyoda bit his lip. Now it made sense why Aida had come running into the gym, begging him to help him hide. He had claimed that someone was trying to confess to him but he wasn’t ready to reject her and, though the story did seem iffy, Toyoda agreed to help him. He hadn’t expected that you would be the one after him.

You noticed his hesitation and took a step closer, making him take a step back. This continued until his back hit the wall and he had nowhere left to run. You slapped your hand next to his head, making him wince. “You know where he is. Tell me.”

Given how angry you were, he didn’t feel confident in thinking that you wouldn’t actually hurt him, so he was reluctant to tell you. “What… did he do?” His voice was timid and he couldn’t bring himself to look in your eyes.

“That dumbass,” you growled, hand curling into a fist against the wall. “Told me that a kid was being bullied knowing full well that Sota and Ida were in there.”

His eyes widened in realization. “You saw them? And they saw you?”

“Sato ran away…”

“Why would he -“

“Because he’s a dumbass that signed his death warrant. Where is he, Shun?”

His heart was racing within his chest and his senses fell completely overwhelmed. You were so close to him, but you were so angry. Seething, almost. He felt afraid but also felt confident that you wouldn’t hurt him. You weren’t angry at him, after all. And you had used his first name… sure, it was said with warning and anger, but you had still said it. He felt completely torn. If he told you, Aida night end up hurt but if he didn’t… would he be hurt? Or would you just be angry at him and refuse to talk to him? Both sounded like options he wanted to avoid.

You took a breath to calm yourself, knowing you weren’t getting anywhere. You were still pissed, but you at least had the ability to appear calm. At the very least, you wanted to put him at ease. You spoke calmer now, leaning your head closer. “Please tell me.”

His eyes met yours. “Are you really going to hurt him?”

“Yes,” you replied without hesitation. “It’s long overdue.”

“Then I won’t tell you,” he breathed out, wondering if he was going to regret his decision.

You groaned in frustration, hanging your head. “This is driving me crazy…”

“Promise me you won’t hurt him and I’ll tell you.”

You lifted your head, surprised by the conviction in his eyes. Honestly, you prided yourself on being terrifying when you were angry and he wasn’t backing down like most people would. You had to give him credit for that. But it also pissed you off. How could you not hurt him after what he did?

“I know you’re scared, Y/N,” Toyoda whispered, snapping you from your thoughts.

“What?”

“You’re scared of losing Aoki and you’re masking that with anger, but… think of how Aoki would feel if you hurt Aida. He would be upset, right?”

You stared into his eyes, knowing he was right but that just pissed you off more. You were afraid because Aoki hadn’t told you on his own terms and now… would things change between you? Would he just avoid you forever now?

Toyoda hesitated before reaching out to take your hand. “I think you should find Aoki instead. The longer you take to settle this, the harder it will be.”

Your fingers curled around his. “I hate that you’re always right.”

He chuckled. “Not always.”

You took a deep breath, squeezing his hand before pulling away from him and turning toward the door. Before exiting, you paused, raising your voice. “Aida, I’ll deal with you later! Don’t you dare think you’re off the hook!”

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Aoki escaped to the playground, curling into himself at the top of the small rock climb. It was raining, bringing the temperature down farther but he didn’t care. He just wrapped his arms tighter around his knees, trying not to shiver. He kept replaying the scene in his head, but he couldn’t remember what expression you had. Every time he imagined it, it would change – blank, annoyed, disgusted. Which one was it? He didn’t know and part of him was scared to know. He had nearly worked up the courage to approach you but now… he was terrified.

You knew he would be there and you hesitated when you saw him. Was it really good for you to be the one to comfort him? You pushed your doubts away. Toyoda was right – the more you put this off, the harder it’ll be to settle. You didn’t want a rift to form between you so you knew you had to deal with this now, no matter how awkward or painful it may be. Stuffing your hands into your pockets, you slowly approached him.

“Sota.”

His head snapped toward you so quickly you were surprised he didn’t get whiplash. “Y/N…” he swallowed hard, hands curling around his pants. “L-Listen, about what you saw…”

“You don’t have to tell me,” you explained softly, sitting down on the slide, not caring that the rain was slowly soaking into your clothes. “If you’re not ready to say it, then don’t. But if you are ready… I’m here to listen.”

He was silent for a moment and when he spoke again, his voice was soft and timid. “If…if I told you that I had feelings for another guy, what w-would you say…?”

“Hm, I’d say I want to meet him to make sure he’s good enough for you.”

He visibly relaxed his body, but his eyes were still unsure. “You… wouldn’t be mad? Or weirded out?”

“What kind of person do you take me for?” you muttered, standing up so you could face him. “Listen to me well, Aoki Sota. I don’t care who you like as long as you’re happy and they’re not a dick. I’ll always support you, no matter what.”

Tears stung at his eyes and he slowly made his way down before hesitating. You opened your arms and he fell into them, hugging you tightly. “Thank you…”

You gently ran your fingers through his hair, something you had always done whenever he would cry. “For?”

“Accepting me and… understand me.”

“That’s not something you have to thank me for. It’s a given.”

“Hai,” he smiled, fingers curling around your jacket. “I love you, Y/N.”

“Heh, you finally admit it, huh? I wish I would’ve been recording that.”

Sota pulled away with a huff, a pout on his lips. “You ruined the moment.”

“I’ve never been one for sentimental shit,” you shrugged, offering him a grin when he shook his head. “So~ you and Ida, huh?”

His face turned red and he quickly turned away. “W-We are not having this conversation now!”

“No time like the present.”

“I’m tired, cold, and it’s raining,” he frowned at you. “Carry me home?”

You quirked a brow at him in surprise. You hadn’t carried him since the two of you were younger, but you didn’t mind. “Come on, then.” You kneeled down and he grinned, throwing his arms around your neck. In one swift movement, you stood up, bringing him with you. He clung to you like a monkey but you put your hands beneath his thighs anyway, just to make sure he didn’t fall.

“Y/N?”

“Hm?”

“I never said it, but… I’m really glad you came back. I missed you.”

“I missed you, too, Sota,” you told him softly, giving his thigh a squeeze. “I missed you, too.”

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Your head felt fuzzy as if it were both underwater and inside a TV without a cable box. Your nose was burning and your eyes droopy, dark bags beneath them. Lifting your foot took more energy than you had, so you settled for dragging them across the pavement instead. Because of the time you had spent in the rain the day before, both you and Aoki had caught a cold.

Only, you didn’t have the luxury of staying home in bed.

“Y/N!”

You heard your name being called but took a few minutes for your sick brain to register them and by that point, Toyoda was standing in front of you, a frown tugging at his lips. “Mornin’,” you muttered, stifling a yawn.

“You look terrible.”

“Thanks.”

He reached forward, his hand resting against your forehead. “You’re burning up!”

“Ridiculous,” you muttered, moving his hand out of the way to replace it with your own. “Ah, my hand is cold. That feels nice.”

“You can’t go to work like this,” he told you softly, his eyes filled with worry. “You need to be in bed.”

“I would make a joke about you wanting me in bed but my brain can’t put them together.” He sent you a look and you gave him a tired smile, poking your finger between his furrowed brows. “Relax. I’m tough, I can handle working through a cold.”

Toyoda didn’t look convinced as he bit his lip with worry.

“Scout’s honor.” To emphasize the point, you held your hand up.

“You weren’t a scout, were you?”

“Nope.”

The warning bell chimed loudly, adding some pep to the step of those that hadn’t yet entered the school grounds. His gaze flickered to the school before back to you.

“You better get to class or I’mma have to give you some detention.”

“Fine. I’ll come check on you at lunch, okay?”

You watched him hurry into the school, leaving behind a mess of questions in your addled brain that you couldn’t quite grasp. Whatever. It was a problem for future you to deal with. You made it only a few steps before a fit of sneezing made you pause, leaving you feeling light-headed.

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Toyoda tapped his finger against his desk, his eyes flickering to the clock every few seconds. Why was time moving so slowly? He swore it read the same thing five minutes ago. For a brief moment, he wondered if the clock was broken but then the soft click would erase his worry as it made its way around the circle. He hadn’t been able to focus at all, his mind constantly going to you and how bad you had looked that morning. Had you gotten better? Worse? He bit his lip, body tense as he prepared to bolt from the room as soon as the bell rang.

And that’s just what he did, apologizing to other students when he bumped into them but he didn’t stop until he reached the security office, taking a moment to catch his breath. He knocked on the door and waited, but no answer came. Were you still patrolling? His fingers wrapped around the doorknob before he slowly pushed the door open, peering inside.

You were slumped over the old oak desk, chest rising and falling as you slept peacefully.

Toyoda smiled as he slipped farther into the room, closing the door behind him. He felt relieved to know that you were getting rest but he still felt worried. His fingers brushed against your forehead. “Your fever has gone down. That’s good.” He slid out of his school jacket, draping it over your shoulders before he settled down beside the desk. He would probably regret skipping lunch, but he didn’t mind at that moment. He just wanted to watch over you. He bit his lip as his eyes slid across your face, his heart skipping a beat within his chest. “I think… I like you.” His hand cupped your cheek, thumb rubbing gently across your skin. “I wonder if you could ever like me back.”

You shifted at the sound of his voice, your eyes sliding open. A groan passed your lips, your whole body aching when you pushed yourself up. “Shit, I fell asleep…”

“You needed the rest.”

You glanced to the side, blinking at the brunette. “Ah, Toyoda. What are you doing here?”

“I told you I was going to check on you at lunch.”

“Shit, it’s lunch already?” Your nose wrinkled as you searched for your phone. “Did you eat?”

“No, I came straight here,” he told you softly, his gaze focused on his pants.

“Idiot,” you scoffed, but it turned into a cough, forcing you to turn your head away.

He stood up, his hand rubbing against your back. “Take it easy.”

You scowled at him. “Go get food.”

“But -“

“I’m hungry,” you complained, waving your wallet at him. “Hurry up.”

He reluctantly took the wallet, giving you a nod. “I’ll be right back.”

Your eyes followed him to the door. “Toyoda.”

“Hai?”

“You better get yourself something, too.”

He couldn’t hold back his smile, giving you another nod. “I will.”

When he was gone, you slumped over the desk again, closing your eyes against the headache that was beginning to form at your temple. You didn’t get sick often so when you did, it was horrible. You should have stayed home, but then… your eyes fell on the door, a smile coming to your lips as you thought of Toyoda. You had to admit, you liked the feeling of him fussing over you. It made you feel warm and fuzzy, a feeling you hadn’t experienced in a long time.

He returned shortly after, carrying two pieces of melon bread and two bottles of water. “You like melon bread, right? I thought about getting you some curry bread but thought it might be too much on your stomach right now.”

“Thanks.” You forced yourself off the desk again, taking the bread from his hand. Your stomach clenched at the thought of food, simultaneously wanting it and being disgusted by it but you knew you needed to eat since you hadn’t done so since the night before.

“You’re welcome.” He settled back down in the seat beside the desk, setting your wallet down in front of you.

A comfortable silence settled over the room as the two of you ate, just enjoying the company of one another. You didn’t miss how he kept glancing at you, his brow furrowed with worry.

You sipped the water before casting him a look. “It’s just a cold, you know. Why are you so worried?”

“Because,” he paused, crossing one leg over the other. “It’s just a cold now but if you push yourself, it’ll only get worse.”

“Hm, I dunno,” you grinned, leaning back in the chair so you could cross your ankles on the desk. “That doesn’t sound right. I’m pretty sure ignoring it is the best way to solve it.”

He sent you a look. “I’m not going to dignify that with a response.”

“That’s no fun, Toyoda~”

“Shun,” he replied, voice so soft that you didn’t hear what he said.

“Eh?”

“Call me Shun.”

“Ho, we’re on a first-name basis now? If I didn’t know any better,” you leaned forward, a smirk on your lips as your eyes locked with his. “I’d say you liked me.”

His cheeks dusted with pink nut he couldn’t force himself to look away. “And if I do?”

Your gaze flickered to his lips. “Ask me that again when I’m not contagious.”

The bell rang loudly and he clicked his tongue. “Promise me you’ll take it easy?”

“Scout’s honor.”

“We’ve already done this bit, Y/N.”

“That doesn’t make it any less good.”

“It wasn’t good the first time,” he chuckled, hesitating a moment before leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. “I have practice after school, but I’ll come get you after.”

You grabbed his hand when he pulled away and you had to hold yourself back from kissing him right then and there. Instead, you settled for bringing his hand to your lips, leaving a gentle kiss against his knuckles. “I’ll see you soon… Shun.”

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but no one is gonna talk about this size difference?

Kieta Hatsukoi

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— kieta hatsukoi ⭒消えた初恋!  ᳦  

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I’m soooooo excited for Kieta Hatsukoi’s live action!

Seriously, is one of my favorite mangas and it’s so sad how underrated it is

I feel like people should appreciate more mangas like Kieta Hatsukoi, ‘cause I’m not exaggerating when I say that it’s probably the best BL manga I’ve ever read.

SPOILERS!

The way Aoki and Ida’s relationship is portrayed as just a shoujo more, and not only the two of them but also a heterosexual couple is important and also the way Hashimoto-san is not just the typical cute and shy girl, but an interesting character, with principles and personality!

But what I love the most about kieta hatsukoi is that it is the bl romance manga that has come closest to (in my opinion) realistic conversations and reactions about homosexuality considering that it is Japanese (obviously not perfect, but it is quite good)

The art, the story,

The characters,

The romance,

and the comedy

EVERYTHING It’s adorable af

I really recommend this manga

I’m going to retreat into the mountains.

liyazaki:

Don’t mind me, but Ida from Kieta Hatsukoi is absolutely on the aro-ace spectrum, right?