Miyuki x Reader - SightVillainTypeGirl
The blush on your face grew when Miyuki had walked out of the dug out in his catcher gear. The uniform was something you always liked. The way it fit on the players was drool worthy, but Miyuki was something else when he wore it.
“_______-chan? Are you ok?” Haruna asked you as she placed her hand on your shoulder.
The heat grew hotter as the blush was staining from your cheeks to your ears. “I-im ok! Don’t worry about me Haruna-senpai.” Your eyesight was still on Miyuki watching him crouch into position as he hit his mitt and yelled to Furuya who was on the mound.
“Are you sure? You’re face is red.” She was slightly worried and moved her hand to touch your forehead.
“I’m alright! I’ll be right back.” You closed your eyes and smiled to the girl as she said ok and took her hand off of your forehead.
Haruna stood back and turned back to the other managers to help get the food ready once practice was over. You wo
B r e a t h || [Ryosuke Kominato x Reader] 8/8 ENDglassxhearts
I'll take your, take your, breath-breath-breath away.
A head of pink-hair flooded your vision. You scowled and shoved the door, attempting to close it. Ryosuke's hand and foot shot out, stopping the movement.
"(Name)-chan," he cooed softly. "I think we need to talk."
You shook your head, adding more force to the door handle. "Go away, there's nothing to talk about." You retorted harshly, and you were sure that if you looked hard enough, a small expression of annoyance swept over his pale face. If it even existed, it passed by quickly.
"But that's not what you said a few days ago," Ryosuke hummed, pushing the doo
Play Wrestle (Kuramochi X Reader)riceyrice89
"Youichi!" (F/N) squealed. "Get off!"
Kuramochi currently had his girlfriend, (L/N) (F/N) pinned on the floor. She squirmed underneath him and tried to get out of his grip. The idiot just wouldn't get off of her!
Kuramochi kept his grip on the (H/C) iron solid. "Not a chance! I'm going to keep you like this for a while until you learn your lesson!" His fingers went underneath her shirt and started tickling her.
She started laughing loudly and squrimed even more underneath him. "Y-Y-Youichi! Stop! I didn't e-even do a-a-anything!"
He tickled even more and laughed. "Hyahaha! You were talking to Miyuki bastard and I don't like when you talk to that megane bastard!"
She laughed more. "Y-Youichi! H-He was just asking w-w-where you w-were!"
He pinned her on the ground. "You sure, (F/N)-chan? Or do you want more tickles?"
She shook her head and giggled. "N-no! No more, Youichi!"
He smirked and kissed her forehead. "Good girl. No more talking to Miyuki, okay?"
She stuck her tongue out at