❤︎ fem!reader. suggestive — sfw. pro-player! + ceo!reo. established relationship. making out. implied sex. petnames ( baby, sweetheart, handsome ). word count 1470 .𖥔 ݁ ˖ masterlist
Reo Mikage has tried damn near every single high end cologne on the market, yet he can’t for the life of him figure out which ones don’t make your head spin like crazy. In a bad way.
It’s an almost infuriating song and dance. He thinks he’s finally found the one on his way home from the store, raved about and recommended by his most trusted friends. “It’s foolproof,” they tell him, enabling him to drop the average Japanese citizen’s monthly salary on a full bottle of this stuff. “She’ll be all over you for sure.”
Their assurances ring loud and clear in Reo’s ears as he spritzes a few pumps of the perfume onto himself before he knocks on the door, his confidence soaring through the roof. There’s no way you won’t be able to resist him like this, coming home from work after hours apart and smelling like a million bucks.
You open the door for him as always, all smiles as he leans in for an open mouthed kiss, only to be left high and dry when you furiously shake your head and wriggle out of his hold as soon as you catch a whiff of his new perfume.
“Yuck,” you gag, pulling away from his bear hug with a grimace, nose wrinkling up at the stench of artificial fragrance lingering on his skin. “You smell weird.”
Reo frowns, tugging at the collar of his shirt and giving it a sniff. It smells normal, and the notes in the cologne are quite pleasant— he’s confused as to what you find so extremely repulsive. “It’s Christian Dior, baby.”
The palm of your hand comes up to cover your nose as you step away from your fiancé, even dodging his attempts to press a kiss to your cheek when he inches closer to you while stating simply “Well it smells nauseating.”
hi i’m sorry if the chapters don’t make a lot of sense T_T i don’t make them chronologically and there’s always gaps in my memory when i try to connect them but i always try to the best of my ability 💔 pls enjoy the triple update after i left u guys in a drought for 4 months. lmk any feedback, thanks!
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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note: yes that is my own math hw. don’t zoom in pls 🥹 but anyway this is over the span of 2 weeks! u can see their relationship develop haha
pairing ∗ itoshi rin x f!reader
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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“y/n, can you go refill the water?” the assistant coach calls to you.
“yes, one second!” you reply, hurriedly rushing to the water fountain as soon as you finish your previous task.
it’s been a week since you started as the manager of your school’s football team, but every practice feels like an eternity. at least it was a fun learning experience, despite the constant running around.
the coach finally calls the team in for a huddle, marking the end of practice. a sigh of relief subconsciously slips your mouth; you wish you could be more dramatic about your exhaustion, if only you didn’t sign up voluntarily.
the assistant coach notices however, and walks over to pat your shoulder. “sometimes i think the staff have it worse than the players.”
you smile at her. “i’m beginning to understand why no one was willing to be manager.”
she laughs, but pats your back a little harder this time. “yeah, but you’re not leaving anytime soon. right, y/n?”
an awkward laugh leaves your mouth as you begin to rethink your decisions.
“right?” she repeats, furrowing her brows.
“right!”
“now that’s more like it!” she grins. “i know it’s been extra tiring today, so i’ll you off early.”
you blink. no way this was true—
“after you take all the jerseys to the laundry room. thank you!”
you groan (extra) loudly as you trudge over to the dirty bin of jerseys.
“8, 11, 15, huh, where’s 10?” you mumble while fishing the jerseys out and into the washing machine.
it probably just fell out on the way here. you weren’t really paying attention anyways.
but a wave of anxiety hits you halfway to the field as you remember who wore jersey #10.
itoshi rin. the bane of your existence.
reluctantly, you continue retracing your steps, staying extra cautious in case rin was still around to notice you dropped his jersey.
except the light wind and smell of grass reach you before you retrieve the jersey. in the middle of the field, you notice a tall figure adorning the missing jersey, and of course, you recognized them at a glance.
what is he doing? he shouldn’t even be here now right. isn’t he tired?
a flurry of emotions run through your head. was it surprise? frustration? concern?
whatever the case, you needed the jersey back to go home. it doesn’t matter if he wanted to stay until dawn—you were going to rip that jersey off him if you had to.
“itoshi!” you call out with your hands around your mouth. “don’t you think that’s enough?”
rin glances at you ever so slightly. he looks you up and down, before going back to practice.
did he just ignore you?
“hello?” you shout louder this time, “i know you can hear me!”
“what do you want,” he responds, rolling his eyes. “can you leave me alone?”
“what i want is your stupid jersey,” you swiftly pick up a towel on a bench nearby and wave it at him. “i can’t leave if i don’t finish this.”
he grunts. “well you aren’t getting it anytime soon, so just leave. i doubt the assistant coach would care if there’s one missing.”
you purse your lips and walk closer to him. “i don’t care. take your jersey off, it won’t feel right if i leave without it.”
but before you could finish your sentence, rin’s already running across the field, dribbling the ball faster than you can comprehend.
the fucking audacity this guy has.
guess he doesn’t know you could run, too. you didn’t join track in primary for nothing. still holding the towel, you sprint after rin, to which he responds by speeding up.
the two of you end up running 5 laps around the field until rin finally slows down.
after catching your breath, you question him. “why are you still here? practice ended ages ago.”
“can’t you just,” he pants, “mind your own business? don’t you just need this—damn jersey?”
you scoff, furrowing your brows as you hold yourself back from throwing the towel at him. “don’t let it get to your head, itoshi. it’s an obligation as the manager to care for every member on the team.”
still hunched over with his hands on his knees, rin glares at you, his gaze colder than ice. “yeah, then you shouldn’t have joined if you can’t handle it. must be hard saying no to whatever your boyfriend says–”
the towel hits rin’s right cheek before he can finish his sentence. you would’ve been fine if rin was only shit-talking you to your face, but once he brought up isagi, the last of your patience had finally let out. you didn’t even remember the reason you came here in the first place.
“wow,” rin laughs out of spite. “did i hit a nerve there?”
“isagi is NOT my boyfriend.“ you mutter. “and i joined because i wanted to. there must be something wrong with your head if you can’t understand something as simple as that.”
“fine, now can you just get out of my face?” rin sighs before turning around to resume his routine of endless drills.
you frown at not being able to have the last word, but turn away in anger as you storm off to the club room.
you’re done trying to get through to rin. all of this could’ve been done and over if he had just taken off his jersey and changed into another shirt. if he can’t perform even the smallest act of human decency, than he isn’t worth your time.
the orange from the setting sun peaks through the hallway window, reminding you just how long you’ve stayed after school today. weren’t you supposed to leave early today, anyways?
after cleaning up and finishing all your work for the day, you reluctantly go back to check on rin. you’ve stayed longer than expected, and the sun has fully set now. all the other students who stayed back for clubs have left, leaving just you in the empty hallway.
you can’t help but feel frustrated that you still care for rin even after all your terrible interactions with him.
you want to hate him, but you can’t. you want to ignore him, but you just can’t.
an unexpected silence looms as you approach the corner before the football field. you stop in place in an attempt to listen more closely in case any sounds happen to slip your mind.
but still, nothing at all.
your heart drops, and you sprint to the field. the only explanation behind the eerie silence is that rin stopped practising, but you knew that that wasn’t the case.
frantically, you scan the field as you try to locate rin. the sound of your heart thumping fills the air, sounding loud enough to be an earthquake. after what feels like minutes, you finally locate a lump of blue towards the net.
“rin!” you exclaim, the adrenaline causing you to overlook the usage of his given name.
trying your best to stay calm, you check his pulse immediately and sigh in relief when it’s still beating. carefully, you do your best to pick him up and drag him over to the bench on the side of the field. you take your jacket off and place it around him as you run back into the school to find the school nurse.
as you sprint down that same hallway, you thank your past self for taking that first aid class for fun during freshmen year.
your hand hastily grips the door to the nurse’s office. “miss—are you still—here?”
the nurse, with her jacket and purse, jumps in surprise from the other side of the room. “my, y/n, you scared me! why are you still at school?”
the fatigue from your sprint finally catches up with you, and you pant as you barely manage to get your words out. “rin’s passed out in the field—he’s unconscious, he—needs help!”
quickly processing your words, the nurse drops her stuff and runs out. you turn around to follow her, but she puts a hand on your shoulder.
“y/n, you’re out of breath. i know how stressful this was, and i thank you for responding so earnestly. but i’ve got it now, so you sit down and take a break.”
the nurse smiles, telling you more before you can reject her advice.
“everything will be fine, i promise. now just breathe, and drink some water, would you?”
you nod, seemingly mesmerised by her reassurance. your legs finally give out, and you fall to the floor.
note: hi its been a long time pls don’t mind if my writing sucks u get the point
pairing ∗ itoshi rin x f!reader
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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HII JISU i’ve been sososo busy lately (and burnt out) since it’s my last semester in hs </3 it’s also uni acceptance season so it’s getting rlly stressful… but i have been finding time for myself so for the most part im okay LOL
