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Looking At Me

Prompt: Tokyo Revengers boys caught you staring at them 

Genre: fluff, sickly romantic?

Warnings: None except for y/n being a slight pervert in Mitsuya’s part sorry not sorry

Characters Includes: Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Baji, Mitsuya

A/N: heyyy luvs, I’m back in the saddle lol. Just wanted to share some 3 AM thoughts that I had wrote up! I’m considering making more parts of this cuz this had me running LAPS 🫠, feel free to tell me what you think! Also, thank you all so much for the appreciation of my posts, you all are the best, enjoy!

Parts:

Part 1    Part 2 

“And then ken-chin was like-hey, y/n, are you listening to me?” Mikey asks, tilting his head up to look at you as he adjusts his position from where he layed in your lap. Silence was your only response as you continued to gaze at him with nothing but love. Gently, he reaches a hand to your face, delivering feathery touches to your cheek. You hummed at his soft gesture, placing your hand over his own. “Sorry. Wasn’t paying attention.” You breathe out, snapping out of your love-sick daze. Pouting, he’s quick to sit up and turn his full attention to you, “What? The whole time?” You couldn’t help but giggle at his puppy-like nature. “You were just so cute, I couldn’t help myself Mikey,” you confessed, smiling as your boyfriend’s cheeks sprouted red at your sudden confession. He’s quick to bury his flushed face into the crook of your neck, pulling you into a messy hug that causes the both of you to topple back down on the couch with him on top of you. “Why do you have to be so cute all the time?” he whines, burrowing his face deeper into you as you laugh at your boyfriend’s soft nature.

Draken grunts softly as he straightens his posture after three long hours of tinkering with the bike he had been working on. “Hey babe, could you pass me that wrench from the toolbox over there?” he groans, stretching out once more from his hunched-over position. When he doesn’t hear your usual “yes baby” or “ok kenny” he turns over to where you were seated at on the stool that wasn’t too far from where he was working, only to be met with your fixated orbs on him. You were hunched over with your elbows propped on your knees and hands holding your face. Raising a brow, he walks over to you and gently pinches your cheek, “Angel?” Feeling the soft tug on the side of your face, you snap back to reality, and are met with your boyfriend’s questioning gaze. “Hm? Yes?,” you asked, straightening yourself up as you looked at the blonde’s questioning gaze. “How long have you been staring like that?” he asks, tugging your arms to pull you up into a strong embrace. You grin, resting your head against his firm chest. “Is it wrong for me to admire my hard-working boyfriend?” you hum, grin growing wider as you listen to the sudden rapid heartbeat of your tall lover. Clearing his throat, he tightens his grip on your waist. “N-not at all, I was just worried s’all,” he mutters.

“Thanks, come again soon!” Chifuyu chimes from behind the counter as he waves off another customer of the pet shop. Sighing, he turns his attention to you, where you sat on a chair, cross-legged with mischievous, narrowed eyes. He slightly jolts at your sudden trained gaze on him. “y-y/n?” he calls out, snapping you out of your trance. You smile sweetly at the sound of your name being called from the dark-haired male. “Yes, love?” “How long have you been staring at me like that?” he asks, relaxing his temporary tense muscles as he makes his way over to where you were sitting, gently brushing a strand of hair from your face. “Not long enough,” you smirk, throwing him a wink. Chifuyu gawks before quickly covering his now reddened ears at your remark. “Baby!” he groans. You couldn’t help but laugh as you watched the warmth spread from the tips of his ears to across his face. “I love you~,” you coo, blowing him a kiss. You certainly would be the death of him.

You sigh, as you continue to observe Baji from afar as he talks with the other division captains of Toman. You sat fully on Baji’s bike, leaning over the front of the bike with elbows propped on either side of the bars as you held your face up to admire your long-haired lover. You could never get over the fact of how handsome Baji looked with his hair out, of course with the complement of his gang uniform as well. You couldn’t help but grin like an idiot as you let your mind wander in your thoughts as to how in the world you got so lucky to be with someone as sweet as Baji. Despite his violent nature when he is in fights, he never fails to be as gentle and caring towards you. Even when you first met him, he had been nothing but a gentleman to you. “Hey…y/n?” a waving hand enters your field of vision hearing the familiar voice of Mitsuya, you slightly jolt up from your dazed state as you turn your head to the side to face a smirking Mitsuya. “You’re so obvious, why not just take a picture of him? It would last longer.”  he snickers. You glare at him, landing a hard smack to his arm. “I’m her boyfriend, she doesn’t need a picture if I’m around her all the time.” Chimes the familiar, aggressive voice you knew all too well. Before you know it, a warm hand is tugging at your chin, turning your head to face none other than your boyfriend. “Don’t worry babe, you can stare at me whenever you feel like it,” he smirks, gently thumbing over your plump lips. 

Mitsuya always looked so sexy when he was concentrating on his work, but the price for the nice view was such a mighty one. It was such a shame that he seemed to pay more attention to pieces of fabric than you. Huffing, you couldn’t help but glare daggers at the flimsy inanimate objects that Mitsuya had been toying with on the model mannequin for the past few hours, not even realizing that you have been eyeing him the whole time. You even had the chance to admire his butt from where you sat, not that you were complaining, but it was frustrating when you weren’t being acknowledged by your workaholic lover. Unconsciously, a slightly high-pitched whine reverberates from your throat, snapping Mitsuya out of his focused zone, turning his full attention to you. Smiling he calmly walks over to you, reaching a hand to cup your pouting face, “Yes, honey?” he coos, the nickname causing butterflies to flutter your stomach. “You’ve been neglecting me Takashi, I bet you haven’t even noticed me at all” you cry out, earning a chuckle from the calm male. Leaning over you, he uses his other hand to hold himself up using the amrest of the chair, while the hand he had on your cheek wanders under your chin, tilting your head up as he inches his face closer to your own, giving you a better look of his handsome features. His gaze flickers back and forth from your mouth to your eyes, slowly leaning in next to the side of your growing crimson face, breath fanning against your ear, “Oh, my love, you mean how you’ve been staring at me the whole time?” he asks in a husky tone.

Hello hello! May I request for some angsty headcanons for the tokyo rev boys with estranged friend reader who they cut ties with cause they lived two opposite lives (and is secretly jealous of each other) BUT the prob is they always see each other in school busy being a delinquent and the other being an overachieving goody two shoes. Thanks you in advance ❤️❤️❤️

Genre: Angst

TW/CW: Jealousy, hurtful comments, mentions of/reader suffering from burn out, mentions of the stage of grief: denial, cursing, reader kinda gaslights herself in Baji's part

Characters Included: Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, and Baji

A/N: heyy Anon! I am so, so, so sorry for the wait, thank you so much for being patient! This one's for you, enjoy!

Part 1 Part 2

Mikey:

You and Mikey were childhood friends and from anyone’s point of view, it was obvious the two of you were close. However, things became different when Toman was formed. Slowly, you and Mikey began to drift apart. You tried to make the little friendship you both had last, but it was all futile. The last thing Mikey said before he severed the few strings between the two of you was, “You’re useless to me. You’ll only hold me and Toman back, so it's best if we go separate ways.”

After that day, you had been in complete denial that Mikey ended the bond between the two of you.

You tried calling him and looking for him at school, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Overtime, you would try to get over him, seeing how maybe he was right and that things just wouldn’t work out between the two of you since both of you were striving for completely different things in life.

That’s what you try to tell yourself at least.

As a way to distract yourself, you’d put in 100% of your effort into your academics to the point where you would constantly suffer from extreme burn out.

You began to distance yourself away from all your other friends, and eventually be hated or envied by most of your peers.

Meanwhile, you hadn’t noticed that Mikey had been watching you from a distance, making sure no one dared lay a finger on you.

“Once a good-girl, and always will be a good girl,” he whispers to himself, a smug smirk growing on Mikey’s face as he watches from afar as you become engrossed in your new assignments while walking back home.

Draken: 

“W-what?” you asked, stumbling back a bit as you try to process what Draken had said. Sighing, the tall male takes a big step toward you, shadow swallowing your own as he bores his cold eyes down on you. “I don’t want you around anymore,” his words once again sting you like you’ve just been slapped across the face, “all you do is focus on school, whatever happened to the fun, pretty girl I used to know? You’re no fun anymore”. Tears began to well in your eyes, but you force them back, not wanting to show any weakness to your new-found enemy. “You know what,” you grit out, holding his stare, “I wouldn’t want to be around a thug like you anyway! You’ll just get me in trouble and ruin my life!” You spat, swinging your backpack onto your shoulder as you shove past him.

Oh, you would definitely show him that you would be just fine without him around.

The moment you got home you lost his number and wiped away any traces of him. From burning pictures of the two of you together, to dumping all of his belongings in the trash.

Time passes and your in high school, currently class president and ranking #1 when it comes to test scores.

Meanwhile, Draken was rarely seen in school, too focused with Brahman and bikes, and sometimes secretly keeping watch of you.

Most of your female classmates didn’t have much respect for you, too envious of you after seeing how you had both beauty and brains. However, most of the boys in your class would constantly drool for you, and even go so far as to do everything you asked them to when needed. 

This fact had Draken livid.

Every day he was forced to watch some random guy (usually from quite a good background in comparison to himself) try to impress you or find a reason to talk to you, and it’d have his blood boiling as he watches from the sidelines. And to top it off, you’d entertain them and go along with the little game they were playing, including flirting with them.

However, what Draken didn’t know was that his “secret spying” wasn’t much of a secret at all, since you’ve known he’s been watching you for quite a long time.

Ever since that day, you promised you’d do everything in your power to hurt him like he hurt you. You wanted him to suffer. And what better way to do that when you have the power to make him see how much of a treasure you are after throwing you away like garbage? Maybe he’ll learn a lesson after your done tearing down his pride.

Mitsuya:

“You know… it must be hard having to balance a life as a part time babysitter, being a delinquent, AND running the school’s sewing club,” you say with fauxed concern as you eye Mitsuya from the doorway of where he worked in the classroom. “What do you want,” he scowls, refusing to meet your gaze as he continues with his work on the sewing machine. Humming you slowly walk over to him, eyes scanning over his focused orbs and his terrible posture. “It’s useless,” you state, using the heel of your foot to turn off the extension plug of where the sewing machine was powered by, “you’ll never beat me Mitsuya, so just stick to being a scummy thug and leave the sewing club to me.” “Get. Out.” he growls, finally lifting his head up to face you. "Oh come on, taka-chan~," you coo, leaning slightly over the table, "that's no way to treat a former friend."

The two of you were close when you both were kids, and when you both had discovered a similar passion for sewing, it was no surprise that you two had clicked immediately.

As you two grow older, you and Mitsuya began to grow apart due to his sudden interest in delinquency, while you strived to become a successful fashion designer in the future.

But what really broke the two of you apart was when you both had competed in a small fashion competition, which resulted in Mitsuya winning first place.

From then on, you had despised Mitsuya, seeing how not only he wanted to be a delinquent but also become a successful designer as well.

When Mitsuya became the sewing club president at your school, it only added more fuel to the fire, and it was safe to say that the whole school knew about the little rivalry between the two of you.

When you would happen to pass each other in the hallways or if you would just happen to stumble around the corner where the sewing club is, you’d peek through the glass to see him helping the club members that admired him as they worked on different projects.

You would often curse yourself as your mind wonders as to what things would have been like if you and Mitsuya had still been friends. 

On the other hand, when Mitsuya would work on projects of his own, he would always have the thought of you and him working side by side and would think that if he had time machine to see what went wrong, he’d fix the pasts mistakes in order for you and him to still be together.

Baji:

“Just what the hell were you thinking Baji?!” you shout, a mixture of anger and concern settled in your tone as you look at your bruised faced friend that was completely relaxed as he settles into your couch. Baji rolls his eyes scoffing,“It’s not that big a deal, I only got punched once.” “Not a big deal?” you repeated, folding your arms, “Baji we were just walking home and the next thing I know you're suddenly getting into a brawl with a fucking gangster twice your age, that is more than a big deal!” you shoot back, pacing back and forth in your living room as you rub your temples to try to soothe the headache coursing through your brain. “Yeah? Well it doesn’t mean much to me, because unlike your goody-two-shoes-self, I know how to take a fucking hit,” he defends, standing up to close the distance between the two of you which causes you to halt in your action, “your overreacting, it’s not like you were the one fighting,” he spits, glaring down at you. “You know what,” you growl, your piercing gaze challenging his own, “if you think I’m overreacting so much because I'm worried about you, then go ahead and find someone else to leave you to get killed!”

After the argument you two had, you stopped seeing each other from then on and decided to live the different lives you both wanted.

Baji had gotten into more fights since then on, and every time he tried to clean himself up (and end up having to call chifuyu or his mom) he’d think of the times you used to dress his wounds.

Baji would pass by the nurse’s office with Chifuyu tailing behind him and he’d watch from a distance as you would help nurse a fellow classmate while scolding them about being careful and taking care of themselves.

Seeing you happy with others and scolding your friends once in a blue moon struck a nerve with Baji, seeing how you're doing fine without him, meanwhile he could barely wrap a bandage around his finger. 

Meanwhile, you would wonder as to how Baji was doing without you.

When you would study by yourself or help out a friend, you’d think of all the good times you’d have when you would have to constantly help Baji with his homework.

But, when you’d feel yourself missing him or thinking about him, you would remind yourself about the argument you had with him and would tell yourself that it was for the best since he clearly didn’t value how much you had cared for him

Hi 🫧 here, I’m not sure if this works with your rules for the requests or it really doesn’t have to be a request, tbh I just wanna know what you think 🤔

I’ve been having TR brain rot all day and I can’t help but wonder what their type is 👀 like I feel like Draken would totally love an adorable short girly girl he can protect like a little flower and Baji maybe a playful girl who can impress him on a skateboard but also super cute and studious! But I’m having a hard time pinning down Mitsuya and Chifuyu 🫠

-🫧

A/N: heyyy luv! I was thinking about this a lot and I was able to draw up a few ideas of what Mitsuya's and Chifuyu's types were! Also, I apologize in advance for any hearts broken due to the standards I’ve drawn up for these two 😭 

Mitsuya: Lord the bar is so high for this man-😩 I feel like his type is more like a creative girl who is interested in the arts or something closely similar to what he is interested. I can also see him interested in either a very shy and humble girl or someone who is very mature and independent but either way very successful in some way, shape or form (owning a business, making progress in life, pursuing a career, and etc.). I could picture Mitsuya working with a s/o who is independent and has a passion for designing clothes or making a profit off of their own creativity alongside Mitsuya. I feel like he'd want someone that could listen to his thoughts and ideas about the different designs he plans to come up with. He’d probably enjoy conversing with someone who is also interested in his latest work and designs and listen to the feedback that his type would give him.

     Chifuyu: (y’all might hate me for this one) I think Chifuyu’s type would be a girl who is very pessimistic or someone who just doesn’t like to be bothered in general, but LOVES animals. I feel like he’d be the type to have so much energy and love to give someone that he would want to be around someone who can receive his massive amount of affection. And when he finds out that his s/o likes cats, he falls head over heels. It was practically love at first sight. But, the only problem is his type doesn’t want him back, so he’d be having most of his energy to win his type’s heart while expressing every ounce of love he has for her as well. Overall, I feel like he would want someone to balance out his overly-loving self while also wanting to care and enjoy similar interests with his type as well.

oh my god just read ur mitsuya and chifuyu’s type post,,,,

would like to know how u think mitsuya would act around his crush!!

A/N: Ask and you shall receive! 

So, in my previous post I thought of Mitsuya being attracted to an independent and creative person. So I feel like he would be the type of person to try to mask his shyness around his crush by acting cool and calm around his crush. Like, he’s so used to being the one responsible for things and taking the lead, but when he sees his crush being independent in their work and handling things by themselves, it just makes him feel a bit vulnerable and out of place. This sudden change causes him to question himself and really make him think about how he should pursue his interests in you. 

When he realizes he has a crush, he tries his best to not let it show because he’s afraid his crush might catch on too quickly.

He’s always shy or nervous around his crush, but plays it off with confidence and a calm expression.

He sometimes tries to hint his feelings by offering advice to his crush if they are ever struggling with something or simply complimenting them and their work. 

He loves the fact that his crush has their own goals and wants to help them to succeed, so if there is anything that he can do to help, all they need to do is ask.

He secretly remembers the small things his crush likes and doesn't like and ends up developing a habit of showing what he remembers. For example, he’ll remember the kinds of food his crush eats and doesn’t eat and if the two of them are ever eating out with co-workers he’ll make sure to push aside or take the foods they can’t handle, so that they won’t end up having to try them to see which one’s are to their liking.

If there is something that particularly bothers their crush (e.g. sounds, pet peeves, triggers etc.) he’ll do his best to try to accommodate your tolerance and will defend you if someone tries to bother you in some way.

Naturally, Mitsuya is a gentleman and polite to others, however with his crush, there is a whole other level of his mannerisms. He won’t even realize that he is being overly polite with his crush unless they point it out.

He knows that he won’t be able to keep his feelings down for much longer so he tries to ask his little sisters’ advice on how to ask his crush out because his crush is similar to him and the only people that know how to deal with a personality similar to Mitsuya’s are his little sisters.

TR Boys x Bullied! Reader

Genre: Hurt to comfort

Characters: Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, and Baji

Warnings: cursing, bullying, insults, self-harm, mentions of blood

Reader is Gender Neutral

Request

A/N: heyyy luv! I apologize for the long wait of getting to your request. I hope you like it!

Mikey

“Hey! There they are!” one of the bullies said. The leader of the group waltzes up to you with a devious smirk plastered on her face. “Well, well, well,” he says looking you up and down in disdain, “if it isn’t the school’s freak!” she giggles as the rest of the group follows suit. “They’re always all alone, it’s no wonder why they don’t go out,” one of them chimed. Tears began to well in your eyes as the bullies continued their onslaught of insults spewed towards you. You try to push past them in hopes of trying to get out of the situation, only to be yanked by your backpack and thrown to the floor. Gritting your teeth, you reach out to get your backpack, only to have a foot stomp on your hand. You yelp, quick to retract your hand and look up at the scornful face of the girl. “How pathetic,” she spits, eyeing your crouched form on the ground, “I can’t believe Mikey is actually dating a freak like you.” Her words pierced your heart at the mention of your beloved boyfriend. “I bet he’s just doing it out of pity,” she jeers. “That’s not true!” you shout, your voice trembling as you try to defend the little dignity you had left, “he wouldn’t do that!” “Is that so?” she sneers, “No one would date a weirdo like you unless they were crazy!” That was the last thing she said before walking away with the rest of the group, leaving you full of tears and a sore hand. As you gathered your belongings, doubts began to rush through your mind as the bully’s words replayed in your head. Did he really date me out of pity? Am I that dull for someone like Mikey? When it was the end of the day, you walked past the school gates and was greeted by a familiar warm smile and the sound of a revving CB250T bike. “Hey babe! How was-” Mikey was cut off when he saw your bandaged hand and your tear streaked face. You greet him with a small nod, eyes averting his questioning ones as you silently mount his bike while mumbling, “Can we just go please?” He doesn’t press you as to what happened, only obeying your request to leave, thinking it would be best to talk to you when the both of you were alone. When he feels your arms around his waist, he speeds off onto the streets of tokyo. When you reach Musashi shrine, Mikey parks his bike and is quick to get off so he could help you off as well. But instead of taking his hand, you get off yourself while walking past him to the steps of the shrine without a word. He froze for a moment at your sudden coldness toward him, but he was quick to grab  shoulder to stop you. “What the hell happened?” he asked, his seriousness was gentle as he spoke. You shook your head, “I don’t want to talk about it.” “You don’t have much of a choice y/n,” he turns you around, forcing you to meet his stern gaze. Finally, after holding back your tears and heartache, you broke down, gripping Mikey’s shirt as you gave in to him. Slowly, he wraps his arms around your waist while listening to your sobs. When you're done letting everything out, Mikey sits you down on the steps of the shrine with him and gently coaxes you into telling him what had happened. When you do tell him, he stays silent while giving you his full attention, not bothering to ask questions, but just to listen to what you had to say. When you're finished, there’s nothing but a heavy silence between you two until he finally says, “Is that all?” you nod timidly, looking down to the ground as you fidget with your hands. Mikey takes your hands in his own, “Do you wanna know the reason why I’m dating you?” You sniff, using your sleeve to wipe your eyes, “Why?” you croak. He gently cupped your cheek, “Because being around you gives me so much peace of mind. It’s like…the sun shines so much brighter when I’m with you,” he says, his soft voice matching with the strokes of his thumb against your tear-stained cheek. “y/n, don’t listen to what those people have to say because no matter what I’ll always love you.” “Introvert tendencies and all?” you whisper, hopeful eyes searching for his own. He chuckles, “Introvert tendencies and all,” he says, pressing a kiss to your forehead. 

    Draken

“Hey, y/n?” you stopped skipping and turned on your heel to face your boyfriend. “Yes, ken?” “Is-” he pauses, eyes softening at your questioning stare, “is there anything you need to tell me?” he breathes out, shoving his hands in his pockets. Your heart skips a beat, and your ears begin to ring. You were thankful to have such a caring, attentive boyfriend who could sense if something was wrong, but at the same time you cursed at how quick he could pick up on your mood, since you were never the type to take confrontation so easily. “Hmmm, no. Why do you ask?” He walks up to you, frowning slightly as he knits his brows together, studying your features before prying further. “Nothing happened at school?” he questions, watching as you chew on your lip, looking away from him, “Anyone bothering you?” His questions hang heavy on your shoulders as you try to think of a way to change the subject, but nothing comes to mind. At the moment, you basically chewed your lip off raw, tortuous images flashing across your mind as you remembered what your rude, rival classmate had said to you before leaving school with Draken. “C’mon, be for real y/n. A guy like him wouldn’t date someone who can barely handle being around people. You’d just be a burden around him!” fresh tears began to streak down your cheeks as the few sentences settled at the pit in your stomach. “y/n?” Draken takes hold of your face, eyes concerned as he watches you slowly breakdown. “Ken…,” you whimper, sniffling as you choke out words between sobs, “Do you really love me?” Draken’s frown deepens as he listens to your small whimpers. Seeing you in tears broke his heart, and the worst of it all, someone made his poor angel cry. “What kind of question is that?” he wipes your tears with the pads of his thumbs, sighing as he cradles your body into a warm embrace, “Of course I love you. More than you know,” he whispers, gently running a calloused hand through your hair.

           Mitsuya

It has been twenty minutes since Mitsuya has sat you down across from him, but to you it feels like a lifetime has passed by. He’s been eyeing you down, not in a bad way, but in the “you’re hiding something from me and I need to know '' kind of way. Meanwhile, you’ve been chewing on your lip and fidgeting with your fingers behind your back to the point where your hands began to cramp. It was as if you were a child about to get scolded by their mother for something they did. And knowing your motherly-natured boyfriend, the two of you would be sitting there for hours until you finally tell him what’s been bugging you. He knew your weakness and as much as you hated to admit it, you’d have to say something to him sooner, otherwise you’d surely die from the awkward tension. “Are you gonna tell me what’s wrong or do I have to force it out of you like this?” He asks. You grimaced at the thought, your fidgeting quickly escalating to itching your covered wrists as you slightly draw blood from your bruised lips. Tasting the bitter taste of chopper, you swallow thickly as you struggle to face Mitsuya’s prying gaze. “ Nothings wrong,” You mumbled, wincing slightly as you felt the sting from the scratch marks left on your hands. The last thing you wanted was to burden him with your problems at school and have him confront the people responsible for bothering you. You hated confrontation. Just like what he was doing right now. “Something is wrong,” he whispers to himself, taking your hidden hands into his own, glaring at the self-made marks on your delicate hands. “When you’re nervous or scared, you fidget with your hands, even if it hurts you,” he voices. “y/n, who’s picking on you?” he grunts, eyes focused on your scratch-covered hands and wrists as he gently runs his hands over them. Tears prick at the corner of your eyes, threatening to spill at any moment. Why was he so perfect? Why did he have to be such a caring person? How did you catch his eye? All questions were answered with a kiss on your hands and a kind smile being gifted to your teary-eyed gaze. “Don’t cry. I’ll make sure they don’t bother you anymore.” He leans over you, pressing feathery kisses to the salty drops that fall from your eyes. “You knew?” He hums, pulling away to caress your damp cheek. “I always knew. Draken told me. But, I knew you didn’t want me to get involved because you wanted to handle it on your own,” he says, “but when it was getting out of hand, I couldn’t help but ask you about it.” You could feel your heart clench at his truthful words and his concerns. “Mitsuya, I-” “Don’t apologize,” he grins, silencing you with a sweet kiss to your lips, “it's good that you want to handle confrontation on your own. But start out small, like asking your boyfriend for help,” he teases, earning a small smile from you. “Ok.” Smiling himself, he kisses you once more. 

         Baji

“Baji-san!” Chifuyu calls from down the hallway. Baji sighs, turning around to face his concerned friend. “Chifuyu, what the fuck did you do now? It’s my lunch-” “I think something bad is happening to y/n-san,” he gasps, hunching over to catch his breath after running up god knows how many stairs. At the mention of his s/o, Baji is quick to question him, forgetting all about eating his yakisoba lunch. “What happened?” His voice is dark and cold, his whole aura changing in a split second as he imagines all the things he’d do to the people who’d dare even think about hurting his s/o. It’s one thing to mess with a member of his division, let alone a friend of his, but by god Baji would give someone a one way ticket to hell if he heard someone harmed his s/o. Noticing the change in Baji’s tone, the vice division captain straightens up, realizing Baji wasn’t taking any shit at the moment. “I heard a group of y/n-san’s classmates hurting her. I think…I think they’ve been bullying her.” “Where,” he growls, fists balling at his sides as he does his best not to lose his temper. When he finds out everything, all hell breaks loose. His ears were ringing, his blood boiling, his mind going blank with rage as he made his way to your classroom. When he gets inside, he sees you cornered at the back of the classroom with three guys surrounding you. “Are you seriously dating the Baji Keisuke? The first division captain of Toman? What a joke!” one sneers, towering over you with a menacing glare. “A guy like him doesn’t date weak nuisances like you,” another spat. You don’t say anything, too scared to fight back against their insults and dirty looks.“Hey…,” the one in the middle growls, taking a closer step toward you as he reaches out and grips the collar of your shirt, “we’re talking to you. You think you’re all tough, huh?!” he raises his hand, bringing down to your face. Preparing what’s to come you turn your head away, waiting for the pain to bear down on you once more, but instead, nothing comes. Screams and cries of pain filled your ears. The grip on your shirt was loosened. Peaking an eye out, you see all three bullies beaten and bloodied, while a familiar long-haired boy stands in front of you, eyes flashing red with cooling rage with bruised knuckles dabbled in blood. “B-baji?” you squeak, swallowing thickly as your long-haired lover turns to face your shaking form. He’s quick to tower over you, expressionless as he locks his jaw. Before you could blink, you end up in a bone-crushing hug as he mumbles a spew of apologies and scoldings your way. “Jesus, thank god you’re alright. I’m so sorry. Why didn’t you tell me something? What would’ve happened if Chifuyu didn’t tell me you were getting bullied? Would you have let them try to hit you again?” While Baji was caught in his worries, you couldn’t help the smile curling on your lips as you listened to the fearsome member of Toman turn soft in your presence. However, you couldn’t fight the guilt punching you in your stomach. “Sorry Kei, I just…didn’t want you to think I was weak. I-I wanted to handle things sooner but-,” when you try to meet his gaze, he pushes your head into his chest, muffling your words. “Don’t say dumb shit like that, idiot,” he mutters, his grip on you growing tighter, “if you need help then ask. Don’t be a dumbass like Chifuyu. Besides, I’m your boyfriend. It’s my job to protect you. So let me do my damn job.” he sighs, nuzzling his cheek against your hair. “O-ok, but um…Baji?” “Hm?” “Could you, maybe loosen up a bit? I can’t breathe,” you groan, taking in a breath of air as Baji loosens his hold on you. “Ah~gomen babe,” he says sheepishly, a small blush tinting his cheeks. Giggling, you peck his cheek, “Of course, Keisuke.”

Tagged: @hakkai-anon

hellooo~ may I request a headcannon prompt where the tokyo revengers boys react to y/n passing out? like including the characters draken, ran, etc.

Prompt: TR characters reacting to reader passing out

Genre: Fluff

Characters Included: Draken, Ran, Rindou, Mitsuya

Warnings: mentions/suggestions of syncope in Rindou's part , mentions/suggestions of hypoglycemia (low blood pressure) in Mitsuya's part, mentions/suggestions of anemia in Draken's part, Arrhythmia (heart condition) in Ran's part, reader passes out/temporarily loses consciousness

A/N: heyy luv, here you go! Enjoy!

Draken

The first time you passed out on him, he was freaking out.

He left to go get groceries while you preferred to stay inside and relax since you felt a bit light-headed from the workout you had engaged in with Draken not too long ago.

As soon as he leaves, you pass out right on the couch, immediately blacking out.

Checking for his keys, Draken realizes he must have left them back in the house, so he goes back inside, only to find you passed out on the sofa.

Now, he's used to knowing what to do when things go south, always staying composed and making sure you weren't in any lethal danger, but when he doesn't understand what had caused you to pass out, he immediately dials your doctor's number, which was embedded into a silver bracelet you wore that had all your medical information.

When he gets through, the doctor immediately explains the situation, informing him that you suffered from anemia and things like this are normal for you and instructs that the only kind of danger you would be in is if you weren't breathing or waking up after five minutes had passed.

When the doctor explains that passing out is inevitable, Draken somewhat relaxes, but was still concerned about when you would wake up.

Thanking the doctor, he hangs up and gets you comfortable on the couch, making sure to prop your head on a pillow so you could breathe easier.

When you do eventually wake up, he's asking you if you're alright, how you feel, or if you need anything.

When you confirm that you're ok, he immediately scolds you while flicking your forehead. Half angry and half hurt that you didn't tell him about your condition sooner.

"What if you needed actual medical attention and you weren't wearing your bracelet? I wouldn't have been able to know what to do!"

Don't worry though, when he does calm down, he's quick to pull you close to him and nuzzle into the crook of your neck as his tough exterior melts away, making him succumb to your gentle touches and loving words.

From then on, he always goes to your frequent doctor appointments and makes sure to know all he can about your condition, so next time he'll be prepared.

     Ran

You had Arrhythmia, a heart condition, and on some occasions when you drink caffeine or don't keep your cholesterol under control, you end up having to take your medication or deal with passing out for a few minutes after taking your medication.

Of course, Ran was aware about your condition after he had experienced you passing out on the floor after accidentally drinking some of his coffee.

When there were days you would pass out he'd still be a bit on edge, since sometimes you'd stay out cold for a little too long, but he'd stay calm and prop your head up while occasionally checking if you're breathing was steady.

Sometimes when he'd tease you or prank you, you would use your condition to scare him by acting like you had passed out again.

When you would do that, he'd scold you and apologize to you as long as you didn't try to do it again. (despite how teasing and carefree he is, he couldn't stand the thought of losing you.)

I suggest you get use to him wanting to follow you wherever you go. He's scared to leave you alone, even in the confines of your home, since he knows you can be vulnerable when you do pass out.

When he's not around, he makes sure that Rindou or some men are around you or knows your location at all times.

When you get a medical ID bracelet for your condition, he goes the extra mile to customize it and decorate it with your favorite charms.

Rindou

Similar to Draken, he wasn't aware of your health condition that causes you to pass out and ends up finding out when he finds you passed out.

However, Ran, your best friend, was quite aware that you suffered from syncope and was sworn to secrecy to not tell his younger brother.

Your reasoning for not telling Rindou was due to the fact that you were scared of how he would react, and more importantly, you didn't want to be a burden to him. But, you knew he'd find out at some point, so you decided you would tell him when you felt ready.

He left you with Ran at his place when he decided to go to the corner store to surprise you with your favorite snacks.

On cue, when he had stepped out of the house, you immediately told Ran that you felt dizzy.

The older haitani was quick to guide you into the living room and lay you down with your head resting on a couple of pillows, while covering you with a blanket.

He sits close by on the floor, scrolling on his phone while occasionally checking your breathing.

When Rindou comes back with a bag full of goodies and sees you "asleep" with Ran next to you on the floor, immediately his boyfriend senses start to tingle.

He'll question Ran and why he was on the floor, knowing well enough his brother prefers the comfort of pillows than the harshness of flat surfaces.

And, with a straight face, he answered, "Oh, yeah, y/n's passed out and won't wake up for a while, so I let her have the couch."

Rindou is slack jawed with wide eyes as he glances between your "sleeping" form and Ran's calm expression before dropping the bag of snacks and smacking him upside the head away from you as he shakes your shoulders and calls for you to wake up.

Let's just say it took all it had in Ran to not knock his younger brother out to calm him down, since he was practically fuming and freaking out at the same time.

When he's got Rindou in a hold, he quickly explains your condition and the occasions of you passing out, and the reason why he wasn't told earlier about your health condition.

He's shocked, as well as saddened by your fear of how he'd react, understanding that he wasn't the best at handling his emotions or expressing his feelings and realized it was reasonable as to why you hesitated to tell him.

When the two of them seperate from one another and Rindou is calm, he settles next to Ran on the floor beside you, while holding his breath anxiously as he waits for you to wake up.

When you do wake up, he's quick to pull you into a hug and mutter a bunch of apologies and 'I love you's' in your ear.

"Don't ever hide something like this from me. I'll love you no matter what you idiot."

After that, expect to be pampered more than usual.

He'll accompany you to your doctor appointments, walk with you even if he doesn't feel like it, and constantly text you to see if you're ok.

Goes the extra mile to order cute matching emergency bracelets so you can notify him when your passed out as well as a medical ID so just in case he isn't around you, someone will see it on you and know what to do.

     Mitsuya

Eight months into your relationship with Mitsuya, you had worked up the courage to tell him about your health condition and that you suffered from hypoglycemia since you were a kid after Hakkai had insisted you tell him at some point.

He wasn't shocked since he had noticed you were careful with what you ate and how much sugar you consumed.

However, he became more aware of you and was extra careful with you as well, since he wanted to make sure you were comfortable around him with your condition.

He did a lot of research about hypoglycemia and how it to affects you.

When you first pass out on him, he's quick to react and check if you were breathing.

He sets you down on your shared bed and waits for you to wake up with your hand held in his.

When you wake up, you're quick to apologize, since you were embarrassed that you had passed out in front him for the first time.

"There's no need to apologize. After all, a sleeping beauty like you has a prince she can rely on, so don't worry so much." SBJSBDJ HE'S SUCH A SWEETHEART

Expect a lot of acts of service. He'll make sure you don't lift a finger and make alternative foods for you to eat so you can enjoy the same things he can enjoy.

When you aren't in the mood for eating, he'll coax, or sometimes beg, for you to eat something because he is worried about your blood pressure dropping too low.

However, when you are in the mood to eat, but not in the mood to follow your dietary restrictions you try to sneak eating a few sweets or some junk food.

Keyword "try"

Mitsuya almost always catches you trying to eat things your not suppose to, lecturing you that it wasn't good for you and that you shouldn't be careless about your health.

When he's done scolding you he'll let you slide with eating one or two sweets or the junk food you were craving, since he understands that it must be hard for you to be limited to things other people can enjoy. When your finished and end up feeling dizzy after eating, he'll watch over you when you pass out.

When he sees you stir when you are about to wake up from passing out, he'll press a long, sweet kiss to your lips to wake you up.

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