HI I HAVE A QUESIRON SORRY IF THIS IS ALREADY ANDWERED but is your rin smau gonna end in fluff?? (i put my hands together and pray you say yes) thank you have a nice day/night!!
HELLO SORRY i only saw this now.. but I do have a happy ending planned!!
synopsis — all you wanted was a peaceful and productive uni life, but despite your pleas, your plans start crumbling when the star of the football team, itoshi rin, begins to beat you in every aspect possible. as you confront the inevitable, what happens when you uncover secrets behind an unforgettable event from the past?
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ATSUMU MIYA goes through the five stages of grief before he finally gets to his relationship with you. he meets you at a college party, finds your instagram through a mutual friend, shoots you a message — gets completely ghosted. yikes. pride hurt, he vents to osamu. who, to his demise, smugly reveals that you’re his best friend.
tsumu’s world comes crashing down in real time. he goes through denial first — “no way. must be a different y/n.”
then came anger: “you knew and didn’t tell me? you just let me embarrass myself? I thought I was your best friend.” ( -> 😒 )
next, bargaining. “c’mon, samu, put in a good word for me. just one. I’ll work overnight shifts at your future restaurant for the rest of my life. anything.”“you’re as good as dead if you even try her.”
depression manifests itself in the form of a sprawled out atsumu on osamu’s couch, dramatically mourning his loss like a man stripped of everything, eating his weight in cocoa puffs.
and finally — acceptance. if he wanted a shot with you, he had to do it the hard way. not as nationally renowned athlete atsumu miya in your DMs, but as the piss haired twin who refuses to leave you alone.
but that fragile acceptance shatters the second he walks into class, his only class this semester, the one he absolutely needed to pass to graduate, the one he just can’t skip — with you standing at the front, setting down the professor’s notes. osamu’s best friend. the girl who left him on read last week. this year’s teacher’s assistant.
and as if the universe hadn’t humiliated him enough, the professor claps a hand over his shoulder and says, “miya, you’ll be working closely with our TA this semester. I trust you’ll get along well.”
atsumu swears he hears fate laughing at him.
and judging by the way your eyes flicker to his, and then to his lips, with the subtle tug at the ends of your mouth — atsumu realizes he might be in for the longest semester of his life.
a request for my 1.5k milestone eventclosing february 20th. haven’t written for this silly little guy (nor the fandom) in a hot minute 🥱🥱 hi kory i hope you like this <3 <3 <3
it’s no secret to the public that itoshi sae is allegedly in a relationship
there has been speculations from media outlets that the soccer superstar, re al’s famed midfielder has been seeing someone behind the public eyes. some sources say he is dating a famous model while some say he’s seeing a local girl next door he met at some coffee shop in the streets of madrid
but who really knows?
recently though, a mystery woman (you) has been seen around sae’s known manager. you were chatting along with the man that has been with sae since he was 14 when he first moved to madrid. knowing that sae doesn’t really hang out with his peers that much, this was certainly a little odd to say the least
who are you to itoshi sae and why are you seemingly close with his team?
this caused an uproar with the media. for the next following weeks after your first appearance with his manager, all interviewees and reporters questions towards sae was “who was the mystery woman seen with your manager?”
sae simply brushes them off with his infamous blunt short ended answers but he manages to shake these media reporters off his back
for now.
however, one candid shot by his fan changed everything
it was just an innocent picture of sae walking along the boarding gates of madrid’s international airport when you had accidentally walked into the frame mid picture, wearing what seems to be his tracksuit jacket that’s typically reserved for players
so that could only mean one thing..
twitter and tiktok blew up overnight and re al’s pr team (mostly sae’s team) was in shambles
articles after articles being published left to right about speculations and insider scoops about who you are and your relationship with sae. luckily, you aren’t in the spotlight and long before you even started seeing the famed midfielder, your social media accounts were always on private. you had little to no information about you on the internet much to sae’s delight. this way his fans and the media that he hates so much can’t say much about you since there was nothing to report about you
it’s a win win situation
or so he thinks
sae tried. sae tried so hard to keep his relationship off the public’s eye but since he was a high profile athlete, all eyes and cameras were almost (if not) always directed at him whether he likes it or not. it’s hard to keep things like a whole relationship a secret
it didn’t help that sae had managed to tick off a referee during an official game causing him to get suspended for the next 5 official games. something about vulgar language being thrown around. whatever, sae probably meant every single word he threw out in the field. referee or not, sae does not give a single fuck
maybe all this speculation of his profound relationship was getting to him the way he was ticked off by every little thing his team was telling him to do like “don’t get caught again” or “try to lower the attitude” and the likes
and how does sae react to his suspension plus all the reprimanding from his pr team? he decides to metaphorically say ‘fuck you, fuck this and fuck everything i’m going to expose myself and my relationship so you all could hop off our dicks’ by showing up to the next official re al game with you
it was his first official game where he sits out of the match. there he was in all his glory, seated comfortably on the vip section of re al’s home stadium all cozy with you, his long time partner
the very same partner that’s been seen with his manager and the mystery woman on the infamous itoshi sae airport sighting photo that went viral on twitter a few weeks ago
sae fails to hold in his smirk when all the camera flashes were aimed at him instead of the ongoing game. even if he was off the field, he still manages to take control and lead the scene. talk about immense star power. literally and figuratively
sae leans back on the cushioned seats, lazily throwing an arm around you. pulling you plush against him after hearing whispers and gasps all around the stadium after arriving
he decides to take it up a notch by leaning towards your ear to whisper something, seeing that you were skittish and fidgeting with your hands with all the attention being directly onto you
“relax,” sae murmurs in your ear, causing you to tense up as you were not used to all this. if you were being honest, you would’ve preferred to be kept away from the limelight
“i’m trying. it’s just weird feeling all eyes are on us right now” you mumble, strictly keeping your hands on your lap
sae shrugs, turning around to look at all the cameras before he simply mouths, “enjoy the game” before turning back around to watch the game before him
though its looking like no one seems to care about the match anymore. not when the suspended soccer superstar itoshi sae just basically hard launched his relationship after getting suspended from official matches
even if you guys don’t check, you all know that social media is going crazy right now. everyone is tweeting, posting about this one hell of a way to hard launch a relationship— unapologetic, direct and straight to the point, just like his passes
you glance at sae, expecting some kind of reaction. maybe a smirk, a knowing smile, the typical bitch face he makes when reporters are around but no. his face remains stoic and calm. not a single thought behind those teal eyes that’s just watching the game below without a single care in the world
like the world isn’t going crazy at what he just did
that’s when you realize something. all these flashing lights, cameras, reporters and the like are nothing to him. it’s not another misleading headlines for articles, it’s not just a moment, this is him showing to everyone that if you mess with him, he’s going to hit back harder in ways you don’t expect him to
for what itoshi sae is, he once again proves that he is untouchable
after all, in itoshi sae’s world and everyone (with the exception of you) is just living in it
synopsis — all you wanted was a peaceful and productive uni life, but despite your pleas, your plans start crumbling when the star of the football team, itoshi rin, begins to beat you in every aspect possible. as you confront the inevitable, what happens when you uncover secrets behind an unforgettable event from the past?
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those are chapters are sooooo good! and they make perfect sense chronologically , i just read read em all together and it flowed so well!!!!! thank you for posting this and making it!
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for you!
we all cheered fr 🙌🙌
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE WARM WELCOME BACK T_T and thank good that the chapters made sense HAHAH i would love to write a whole series about rin and y/n’s dynamic in hs but unfortunately i don’t have the time to </33 and it doesn’t fit the plot LMAOO but yesss!!!
i appreciate the flowers as well!! here’s a cookie for you 🍪🍪🍪
i’ll try to upload all the chapters i have in my drafts before the inevitable 3 months hiatus comes again as we wait for the written chapter..
synopsis — all you wanted was a peaceful and productive uni life, but despite your pleas, your plans start crumbling when the star of the football team, itoshi rin, begins to beat you in every aspect possible. as you confront the inevitable, what happens when you uncover secrets behind an unforgettable event from the past?
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˚୨୧⋆｡🍓˚she see money all around me, i look like i’m the man
includes: itoshi sae x fem! reader. 0.8k wc. fluff.
a/n: provider sae, we all cheered !! inspired by that one tiktok trend lol
not much grabs itoshi sae’s attention, so you have to get creative.
“sae, i can’t help pay rent this month.”
even though he doesn’t glance away from the computer screen, the twitch on his face is obvious. the furrowed brows, his fingers coming to a halt on the keyboard, the imaginary question mark brewing over his head—all of it subtle but still priceless.
to be fair, he doesn’t even recall being this confused when his parents agreed to send him abroad at the ripe age of thirteen—that too, all by himself!
for someone as strict as itoshi sae, he should receive an award for how quickly he paused his work to simply process whatever the fuck just came out of your mouth.
“you can’t, what?” he finally says, still keeping his gaze focused on the screen.
this is harder than you thought. not the pranking part; the holding in your laughter part. you somehow manage to keep it in for the sake of the bit.
“yeah, i just don’t have the money to help you pay our rent this month,” you continue, further emphasizing your dilemma (knowing damn well it doesn’t exist) awaiting his reaction.
but of course, your prank backfires spectacularly. the dramatic reaction you were hoping for? nowhere to be found. instead, he just crosses his arms and finally turns his chair to stare at you like you’re the ridiculous one in this scenario.
sae leans back in his chair, letting linger another one of those infuriatingly calm looks that make you want to simultaneously throw something at him and admire how annoyingly composed he is.
“i know?” he claimed, neutrally, with a quirk of his brow like…duhh?
he continued, not even trying to be offensive, just merely stating the facts he has gathered living with you over the years. “when have you everpaid rent?”
…why would you?
he’s suddenly wondering if, overnight, youforgot you’re itoshi sae’s girl. hell, he doesn’t even let you pay for something as little as webtoon coins—hence why he made sure his card info was saved on your phone. rent was too far of a stretch to claim, even as a joke, and you know this too.
with how adamant sae is, the world could collapse before he let you contribute a single penny.
but damn, did that make it make it hard for you to continue this act.
you open your mouth to say something, anything, to salvage the prank, but your brain is running on a blank slate.
“i mean,” you clear your throat, trying to recover. “it’s about the…principle? you know, of financial responsibility and, um—”
sae tilts his head, looking wholly unimpressed. “do you even know how much rent is?”
your mouth opens. closes.
he waits.
you scramble. “well, yeah, of course, i—”
“how much?” he asks, deadpan.
your lips part, but the number? nowhere to be found. you had not, at any point in your life, thought to ask.
sae quirks a brow, clearly entertained by your pathetic attempt to keep going. he rests his chin in his palm, watching you struggle with the kind of calm that makes it painfully obvious he’s enjoying this.
“you were saying?” he prompts, his voice laced with amusement.
you huff, cheeks growing warm. “forget it. you ruined it.”
but before you can even sulk properly, sae reaches forward and hooks an arm around your waist, pulling you in with zero effort. a yelp escapes you as he shifts you into his lap, securing you there with both arms now locked around you.
your heart does this stupid little thing where it stumbles over itself because you can feel the warmth of his body, the steady rise and fall of his breathing, and—oh god—the way his lips are ridiculously close to your ear.
“did i? or did you just get caught?” he murmurs, voice low and entirely too smug.
“you—!” your hands instinctively grab onto his shoulders, trying to put some space between you two, but he doesn’t let you. if anything, he picks you up to place you fully against his chest.
“go on, finish your little act,” he challenges, lips curling into a smirk.
you glare at him, ignoring the rapid pounding of your heart. “i hate you.”
“yeah?” his voice is a quiet hum, teasing, daring you to keep going. “i guess that’s what i get for absolutely spoiling the shit out of my girlfriend.”
you pout, trying to look annoyed, but your resistance fades as you sink into his arms.
instead of staying smug, sae softens his grip just a little, his tone becoming more serious. “i take care of what’s mine, so don’t bother pulling tricks on me before you empty my bank account.”
“do you understand?” he continues, his voice low and steady as he presses a gentle kiss to your temple.
the softness of the gesture contrasts with the firmness of his words, leaving you to wonder how he always manages to make you this flustered every time.
all you can do is just nod, giving in to the fact that your boyfriend is a rich snob who always gets his way—one you’re completely obsessed with, no less.
