“Miss, it’s time to wake up. Your father is downstairs waiting for you.”
Here we go again, the same thing repeatedly, every day. Your father would be up, he’d call Ran to come and make breakfast before going to fetch you. Then when Ran tries to wake you, you would groan out asking for ‘5 more minutes’, poor Ran would then have to go back downstairs to your father, telling him how you refused to wake up and so on.
The same routine every day, the only thing that changes is what happens during the day. Being your butler meant that everywhere you went, he had to go. He had to be by your side all the time unless you went to the bathroom, then he would stay outside.
He also had to keep those horny bastards to a minimum, knowing your father and how he reacted towards any relationship you would be involved in. Driving away from a man that thought he was good enough for you. Of course, you didn’t recognize the longing stares and undressing eyes prowling over you wherever you went, the twisted curls of facial features running after you.
You were such an airhead to the things around you. Always asking Ran stupid little questions as your day went on. Pulling him towards the many different stores in the mall, bags on top of bags, picking up every little thing that piqued your interest. Spending your daddy’s money without a care in the world. Of course, your daddy had no problem with this. After all, you were his little princess, the one he would burn the whole world down, just for you.
Although your father was a smart man, you hadn’t inherited much of his expertise, not that either your father or Ran minded, since you had to depend on either of them for any little thing but God, you started to annoy Ran so much.
You fell for every guy that was bad news and every time it happened, your poor little heart got broken. Over and over again. It was getting quite overbearing not only for Ran but for your father as well.
“ Just do whatever you seem fit to get her on the right track. Also, make sure to get rid of those bastards who hurt Y/n.”
Once the order was given, Ran immediately went after those fuckers who thought it was okay to hurt you. Grabbing his baton, he waltzed into your room over to your bed where you laid peacefully after crying your eyes out. Kissing you on your forehead before making his way over to the houses of the men who hurt you.
Seeing you with red puffy eyes, sniffling from your runny nose and the way you slugged through the house without a beaming smile on your face, infuriated the said butler. He wasn’t long but he grew somewhat attached to you. Seeing how sheltered and naive you were to the things your father did as well as to everyone else around you. It poked at his heart, all he wanted for you was to be happy. All he wanted was to see those cute little doe eyes peering up at him, begging him to help you with whatever he had in mind.
God, was he infatuated with you and wanted nothing else but to stay by your side. No man other than your father could stop him from having you by his side.
“ You think you had the fucking right to hurt Y/n like that? The fucking audacity. ”
Every hit landed was all for you, everything he did was all for you. The mere reason he was still working under your father was all for you.
“ I hope you burn in the deepest parts of hell for the shit you put Y/n through. ”
His last words were heard before he pulled out a gun, pulling the trigger almost immediately. Quietly whipping the blood off of his suit with his white handkerchief before calling up his younger brother, to take care of the mess he made.
Making his way back home in quite the rush, trying to get back to you as soon as possible. Getting rid of his bloody suit and took a shower so that any trace of blood on him would be gone. Fixing his tie before making his way over to your room, quietly knocking on the door awaiting your call.
Playing with your hair as you slept peacefully against his chest. As the credits of some sappy movie played in the back. Continuing to whisper sweet nothings into your ears.
right: girl braiding her hair (1887) by albrecht anker
so the way this happened, i ended up having several iterations cus i couldn’t get the colors/lighting just right ahaha. the background texture was too much, his dark hair was blending in the bg too much, questionable highlights etc lol, but it’s all good, i learned a lot from this study.
Ok so hear me out- Ran Haitani is a good strategist-
First, the Tenjiku arc. After Rindou beat the shit out of Angry and Hakkai, Angry begins to change his behavior a bit. Ran is the first to notice and is worried, he calls for Rindou to be careful, understanding that there’s a reason this guy is a higher up in Toman. Ran is also the first to notice when Rindou loses the upper hand, he keeps his guard up after the initial shock of Rindou being knocked out with one hit and his immediate reaction is “where is that kid?”
We can consistently see Ran fighting, but ensuring he has any type of advantage to ensure their safety. Ran notices that Hakkai is getting up as Rin is making his statement, Rin looks a bit like he’s laughing while Ran looks concerned that who they considered to be top threats went down so fast. Ran is also taunting Hakkai in a way that’s very basic while Rindou antagonizes him a bit.
In the end, Rindou is unconscious and Ran surrenders to avoid further injury in a losing fight. Ran is also usually the first to strike when they fight I think, but mainly lingers in the back like when Rin was fighting Angry and Ran stood right next to a downed Hakkai to ensure he stayed down. I think Rindou either gets too stubborn or just gets so much adrenaline he gets tunnel vision. Ran is able to keep his calm and carefully take in the situation along with his surrounds.
the question comes from your curious eyes and love that spills all over him, “how would you kiss me on the day of our wedding?” what does he do?
ft. kakucho, ran, mitsuya, hanma, mikey
cw. fluff, fem!reader mostly, kisses and declarations of love, mitsuya owns a boutique in this
an.request! please i had to include kakucho in this T T c'mere bae @https-leoo also, likes and reblogs help a lot and are very much appreciated!
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it’s pouring rain outside. the atmosphere feels chill and you’re wearing the fluffiest socks you own as you sip on hot cocoa from your favorite cup. your legs hang as you sit on the marbled kitchen countertop. kakucho is making a cup of coffee for him.
the silence that occupies the space between you two feels comfortable and there’s a soft smile on both your faces. “how’s the drink?” he asks, finally turning his attention your way. “it’s good!” you smile wide. and he returns the grin with a hum. your eyes are closed as he walks closer to you, your mind wondering only one thing.
it’s been stuck in your head since you saw that tiktok trend the other day and as your eyes settle on your boyfriend’s figure pouring his coffee onto a cup, you think this might be the perfect time. “kaku,” you call him. “how would you kiss me on the day of our wedding?”
he looks surprised for a moment, but you’re able to see the blush that dusts this pretty face. “our wedding?”
“you don’t wanna marry me?” you know his question is based on pure confusion and surprise but you still pout. so adorable, kakucho thinks as he cups the sides of your face with his large hands. “of course i do,” he chuckles and you can feel the love that pours out of his gaze. it showers on you so gently that you’re in awe.
“then kiss me!” your smile is so wide that for a moment kakucho wishes to treasure it forever. you get off the countertop to stand on your feet. “i’m the bride and you’re the groom!” you’re really unable to hide your little excitement when kakucho holds your waist with gentle hands.
“whatever you want, baby.” his words leave you gasping. your eyes widen for a moment when his lips clash so softly on yours. your hands immediately wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to you. his kisses remind you of the rain that’s pouring outside your windows. it’s soft, tender, and sublime.
after kakucho pulls away with a sweet smile, his thumbs draw soothing circles on your waist and you can feel your heart beating fast, so fast that you think you might be falling in love with him all over again.
“i wish to live with you forever,” he whispers against your lips before he’s leaning closer for another taste of your lips.
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your eyes trail from your book to your boyfriend. ran just got out of the shower and he walks over to you with his purple locks still wet. he’s only wearing a big loose shirt and grey shorts. he’s so cute, you think. you’re staring at him and you only hopes that he doesn’t notice the wide lovesick smile on your face, but he does.
it makes him smile and he throws the slightly wet towel on your face. “hey!” you shout, though it is lighthearted. “you’re staring again, baby.” ran’s chuckles make your cheeks heat up, and you sit upright on the bed.
you watch as he goes to check his phone but your eyes refuse to leave him, especially his plump pink lips that look even more kissable with him so close to you. it’s a pull, and you swear ran haitani attracts you like a bee to a flower.
“ran,” you call for him as you remember something, it’s a question that has left you giggling like a schoolgirl with a crush before. and tonight, you decide to ask, “can you kiss me like on the day of our wedding?”
his eyes widen, pupils dilating and he swears, you have him all wrapped around your pretty fingers. “kiss you?” he gasps as his hands cup your face gently, his thumb stroking your cheeks. you nod approvingly and ran feels the sweet tug of cupid’s arrow in his heart.
“but there’s a little problem,” he smiles. “i won’t be able to stop myself once i start kissing you.” as your eyes meet his lavender orbs, you chuckle lightly.
“i want you to kiss me with all, every bit of love you have for me in your heart,” you say with your palm flat against his heart. you can feel his heart beating rapidly, so unevenly yet in sync with yours. he leans closer, eyes gradually closing as he feels the softness of your lips on his.
his kiss reminds you of spring when every flower blooms at the soft beaming of the sun. your heart melts when he pulls away with a smile. “i love you so much,” his voice comes low, not above a whisper and you hold onto him a little longer.
“kiss me again.”
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you look at yourself through the mirror. you’re dressed in white, the beautiful gown resembling the wedding gown of your dreams with beautiful embellishments of white pearls and satin ribbons. it hugs your body to adorn your most prominent features. you smile, so wrapped in love.
you hear the curtains of the trail room inside your boyfriend’s boutique sliding. mitsuya walks over to you with an astonished face. “how’s does the dress feel?” he asks finally as he turns to meet your gaze. “it’s amazing. i feel comfortable in this.”
mitsuya stares at you with so much love and you wonder if he ever has plans to marry you someday. but as if your thoughts were answered, he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you a little closer but still keeping a little distance to not ruin the gown.
“i’m going to marry you someday. i made this dress for you actually.” his words leave you gasping and you wonder how lucky you are to have someone like him in your life. “takashi,” you gasp as little beads of tears pool in the corners of your eyes.
“hey,” he smiles as he wipes away your tears that spill of happiness and gratitude. “you look stunning.”
“thank you.” you don’t realize the time moving as your hands trail from his chest to his shoulders, and finally wrap around his neck. “can you kiss me like you’d do on our wedding day?” you beam.
he chuckles, eyes glinting in adoration. “yeah.” his words sink as his lips connect with yours. it feels like heaven on earth and it’s just you both. his kisses remind you of eternity and lavender fields. so peaceful and it’s a love that’s promised forever.
there’s no space for you to utter i love yous as he grabs your face and kisses you again and again — till there’s nothing but his sweet taste on your lips.
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the blanket of stars fills the night sky as you walk hand in hand with your boyfriend. hanma’s large hands grip yours tightly and you turn to gaze at him with a sweet smile on your face. “why did you drag me outside?” you ask as you remember seeing him outside your windows just a few minutes ago.
it made you close the door and go on a night stroll around the neighborhood with him. “i just wanted to see you,” his voice is low, but the smile on his face stays. “i missed you too.” it feels so peaceful and you feel the butterflies trying to fly out of your stomach.
no matter how many times you’ve talked to him, no matter how many years its been since you two started dating, he still manages to make you nervous. but you don’t realise the bashful pink hues that spread across hanma’s face every time he sees you smile.
your feet takes you to a small park. it’s empty with only the crescent waning moon blessing you with its glow. “shuji! c’mere!” you giggle as you drag him to the middle of the park. “what are you—” he gasps as you step closer to him, so close that he feels the warmth that emits from your body.
“kiss me underneath the moonlight… just like you’d do on the day of our wedding,” you whisper as if it’s a sacred secret shared only among lovers. “yeah? right now?” he smiles, his hands caressing your face as his thumb strokes your cheekbones. “yeah.”
love feels young and you feel the stars cooing in awe as his lips sink on yours. your hands rest on his sturdy shoulders and you feel his muscles flexing as he pulls you closer to his body. hanma truly believes that roses are jealous of your lips — its rosy hues and softness that can never be compared to a flower petal makes him crazy.
he pulls away after a short while with a fond smile. you close your eyes feeling his thumb stroking your lower lip softly. so beautiful, he thinks. and as his eyes meet yours again, you feel breathless and so in love. “i don’t think i did it right,” he leans in once more. “let’s kiss again.”
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there’s a soft summer breeze that brushes your hair as you sit next to mikey on the balcony of your house. it’s filled with flowery plants that you just finished watering. the view in front of you is much more peaceful, which is filled with greenery, and beautiful butterflies that flutter their wings.
the birds coo a melodic song as they fly away from one branch to another and it all has mikey mesmerized. you’re awestruck at the adorning smile that bleeds on his lips. you sigh content as you lay your head on his shoulder.
he hums as you gaze at him and mikey swears, you’ve taken all the breath around him as his eyes are fixed on your smile. at that moment, you look like an ethereal angel with a divine smile. “your smile is beautiful,” he whispers and it only makes you smile wider.
the eye contact you both share is intense as you lose yourself in the maze that is his eyes. “manjiro,” your voice comes low as your eyes avert from his eyes to his lips that long for warmth. “could you kiss me like you would on our wedding day?”
you lean into his touch as he brushes a hair strand behind your ears lovingly. “you want to marry me?” he chuckles, but he feels the erratic beating of his heart, losing all its rhythm and he wonders how you still manage to make him flustered.
“of course i do. you’re everything i’ve ever hoped for.” you think it’s a simple answer, yet mikey finds him thanking all the gods and the universe for an angel that is you. “you don’t realize what you do to me, do you?” you hum at his words.
as you close your eyes, you feel the warmth of his lips on yours, and so tenderly it moves in sync with yours. mikey lets his emotions spill into the kiss and it always makes your heart fill with his love. “i love you, manjiro,” you whisper as he pulls away only to place a sweet kiss on your forehead.
