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You sat in your bed, curled up in a little ball, your teeth clenched from the pain.
Yes, it was that time of the month, and boy, were you loving it. Not.
You picked up your cell phone and dialed his number. He answered on the second ring.
“Hello?”
“Makotooooooo!”
“Yes?”
“Come oveeeerrrrrr!”
“Why…?”
“I’m in pain and I nee-“
“I’m on my way.”
In 15 minutes there was a soft knock on your door.
“[F/N]? I’m here!”
“Coming!”
You pulled yourself from your slightly less painful position and stumbled to the door.
First thing when the door was opened, he threw his arms around you.
“[F/N]! ARE YOU HURT? WHAT’S GOING ON?”
You laughed.
“Mako, I’m fine… Just-“You winced. “It’s my uh… lady thing…”
He blinked.
“What’s that?”
Your eyes widened.
“Y-You don’t know..?”
“No.”
You winced again.
“Eh.. Long story short –it hurts my tummy…” You whined.
“Say no more.”
He smiled warmly and picked you up.
“You won’t have to move all day.”
You smiled back weakly.
TIME SKIP~
You laid on top of him, his arms wrapped around your waist and your head snuggled warmly in the crook of his neck.
The cramps had died down a lot by now, so you could enjoy his sweet warmth.
“How are you feeling?” he asked, planting a kiss on your nose.
“Better. Thank you.”
He nodded and played with the bottom of your shirt.
“No problem. I love you.”
“Love you, too”
Yes, it was that time of the month, and boy, were you loving it. Not.
You picked up your cell phone and dialed his number. He answered on the second ring.
“Hello?”
“Makotooooooo!”
“Yes?”
“Come oveeeerrrrrr!”
“Why…?”
“I’m in pain and I nee-“
“I’m on my way.”
In 15 minutes there was a soft knock on your door.
“[F/N]? I’m here!”
“Coming!”
You pulled yourself from your slightly less painful position and stumbled to the door.
First thing when the door was opened, he threw his arms around you.
“[F/N]! ARE YOU HURT? WHAT’S GOING ON?”
You laughed.
“Mako, I’m fine… Just-“You winced. “It’s my uh… lady thing…”
He blinked.
“What’s that?”
Your eyes widened.
“Y-You don’t know..?”
“No.”
You winced again.
“Eh.. Long story short –it hurts my tummy…” You whined.
“Say no more.”
He smiled warmly and picked you up.
“You won’t have to move all day.”
You smiled back weakly.
TIME SKIP~
You laid on top of him, his arms wrapped around your waist and your head snuggled warmly in the crook of his neck.
The cramps had died down a lot by now, so you could enjoy his sweet warmth.
“How are you feeling?” he asked, planting a kiss on your nose.
“Better. Thank you.”
He nodded and played with the bottom of your shirt.
“No problem. I love you.”
“Love you, too”
Literature
Nagisa x Reader - every single time
We began to hold hands a few months into the year. A little thing to do as friends while we walked to class. "We have something to talk about." Then, he asked me, "Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
I was ecstatic. Shocked. Nervous. We were both bisexual back then. He was my first boyfriend. I said, "Yes."
We entered the building from the campus. Butterflies flew around in my stomach all day.
"Am I really your girlfriend?"
"Yes!"
We stopped halfway through the hallway. His class was at one end, mine on the other. He latched onto my wrist and pulled me toward the wall. A kiss on the cheek. That's all it was... every single time.
* * * * *
Literature
Love Without A Face [Makoto x Reader] EDITED
It didn't really matter how many times it happened in a week, or a month, you were never expecting it. It was always an adorable surprise. So that morning, when you entered the classroom with a mess of grammar and equations floating around on your mind, the big box waiting on your desk surprised you yet again.
Your classmates were all standing around the desk and whispering to each other, calling out for you to open it. It was already known in your class that any time during the day, you'd be bumping on presents or letters from someone as dear as they were secretive. There wasn't a name to the gestures, only a letter.
You were okay w
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The First Time [Makoto x Reader]
-- The first time you met --
The first time you met Makoto you were a freshman in high school. Born and raised for most of your life overseas, you felt like a deer in headlights in your classroom after you were introduced. Although you were fluent and highly proficient in the Japanese language, bilingual in English and Japanese to be exact, everyone looked at you and treated you differently.
Recently, your parents brought up the bright idea of returning to their hometown of Iwatobi. You were adamantly against moving to another country and wanted to stay home. Unfortunately for you, you're now stuck in Japan.
You sat by yourself on the roof
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Credit to tiedye-hippie for the edit!
Sooo I'm on my period and I've been thinking I NEED A MAKOTO TO CUDDLE WITH AND CARRY ME PLACES AND TO MAKE OUT WITH AND JUST ASDFGHJKL so this happened
Sooo I'm on my period and I've been thinking I NEED A MAKOTO TO CUDDLE WITH AND CARRY ME PLACES AND TO MAKE OUT WITH AND JUST ASDFGHJKL so this happened
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I'm going through the same and I want this so bad.!~ XD I NEED MY OWN IRL MAKOTO.!~