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⇒ Series: Intro, 1 ⇒ My Hero Academia ⇒ Dabi x Reader, Toya Todoroki x Reader ⇒ AU where Toya yoinked Shoto and they ran away from Endeavor’s abuse. Story under cut! (Toya is 16, Shoto is 6) ⇒ 812 words ⇒ Chapter 1 coming soon!! Hope you guys like this idea!
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“W-What are you doing?” Toya’s quick movements to shove stuff in a backpack stopped hearing Shoto’s voice enter his dark room. “Come here,” He whispered out, lighting a small blue flame from his palm to see his younger brother. The left side of his face was bandaged up as earlier their mother poured boiling water on his face. Toya tensed up, his eyebrows furrowing together at the resentment he has towards his parents.
“We’re gonna play a game, okay? But I need you to keep this between us, alright?” Shoto nodded, his free eye shining with excitement. “You’re going to go to your room, pack some clothes and then meet me outside under the tree, okay?” Shoto nodded once more, his hands into small fists. “Okay go on,” With that, he left to his room being quiet.
Toya opened his dresser and pulled out a box full of cash that he stole overtime from Enji. Stuffing it into the bookbag, he stood up and took a look around his empty room. ‘I have to do this.’ He reminded himself before slinging the back over his shoulder and slipping out through his window. He proceeded to jog over to the tree. Leaning against the tall trunk, he tapped his fingers against his arm waiting for Shoto.
Within a few minutes, he saw his little brother exit the front door and jog over to him. “I got my bag ready, what now?” Toya bent over and picked up Shoto in his arms. “Now, we go on an adventure.”
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The morning sun coated the town in a burnt orange color. Toya looked over at Shoto who was fast asleep in his arms, wrapped with his jacket. By now they had reached the Shizuoka Prefecture. The only town that he could access by walking. ‘I need to hurry, he’ll find out soon.’ The thought of getting caught made his blood run cold. They both endured a lot, he couldn’t begin to what would happen if their father found them. What would happen to him, to Shoto.
Shaking his head to get rid of the thoughts, he walked to the subway station. Purchasing two tickets, he entered the cart and sat down, holding his younger brother close to him. The only plan he had was to take the train to Tokyo, Japan hoping you would be there. The fact that their future was running on pure luck made him furious but it was a situation where he had to gamble it all on his one lead.
The other day he had seen you on the news, doing Hero work for your internship program. He tapped his foot against the metal floor, his nerves getting the best of him already. The trip itself was 4 hours give or take, but he couldn’t keep wondering what if. Maybe rest would do him good, but he refused to doze off surrounded by strangers. He had to keep an eye on their stuff and on Shoto.
Within 4 hours, they arrived at the Tokyo station and Shoto woke up just in time. “Where are we?” “Tokyo.” He kept a tight grip on Shoto’s hand, not wanting to lose him in the crowd. “What about mom and dad?” His heart tightened at his words. “We’ll see them soon don’t worry. Are you hungry?” He nodded, his bi-colored hair shaking with the movement. “Let’s get some food then.”
They walked to the closest restaurant who was serving mainly breakfast. For it was currently 7am. Toya waved over a server to which they were seated in a booth against the window. “What are you feeling like?” He looked at Shoto. “What can I have?” “Whatever you want.” They both settled on getting Omurice and peach iced tea. A small smile graced Toya’s features seeing Shoto so at peace for once. ‘I have to do this.’
They continued further in Tokyo, Shoto carrying a to-go order of cold Soba. In the distance, there you were. Talking to some classmates. Your (h/c) shining in the sunlight, making you look ethereal. “(_)!” He waved his arms at you to catch your attention. Excusing yourself from your classmates, you ran over to him. “Toya? What are you doing here?” “We need to talk,” he glanced at Shoto, “Somewhere private preferably.”
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“Are you crazy?” You whisper-yelled to your friend, after hearing his plan. “What would you have done if I wasn’t here?” “I don’t want to think about that.” Taking a moment to think what he said over, you watch Shoto feeding the Koi fish. A heavy breath released from your lungs. “If you’re serious about this, then stay with me. Next week I get deployed in Seoul, Korea. He won’t find you guys there.” Your last words were whispered. He nodded, taking your hands in his and squeezing them. “Thank you,” He whispered back.
♉️(1/2) Hello Honey!🌸✨ I was wondering if I could get a part 4 or 5 jjba matchup please? I'm a straight female, standing at 5’4, ENFP, ♉️, and I wear glasses. I have fair skin and long brown, curly hair. I radiate big musical theatre kid energy. Because of that, I’m incredibly outgoing, being able to make friends really easily, and am usually loud. I also radiate massive mom energy (I’m kind-hearted, patient, and I’m really good with children)
♉️(2/2)Though I'm usually all sunshine, rainbows, and smiles, I also enjoy things like true crime. I enjoy artsy things like drawing, singing, dancing, etc... and am a hopeless romantic who gets attached to people very easily. I’m also a self-titled critic of things ranging from video games to movies (though I love both). I tend to go on long rants on those pre-mentioned things. I dress solely for comfort. Thank you so much and I hope you have a great day!
♉️(3/2) Sorry!! I meant to type "part 4 and part 5 matchup" If you only want to do one, then that's totally ok!! I love your writing and I hope you keep up the amazing work! :)
𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝓉: You and Rohan hung out in a similar friend group, so it wasn’t uncommon that the two of you would meet here and there. Although, that didn’t mean you knew him personally. More like his name and face, thanks to Koichi. Koichi invited you to tag along to Rohan’s house for a bit, and having nothing better to do, you accepted. However, you were starting to regret it as you felt emerald eyes watching your every move. “Koichi, can you grab some supplies for me from my office?” He asked casually, Koichi agreed, and left the room. You shifted every now and then, his eyes still on you. “Do you want to hang out sometime?” You looked up at him. His expression wasn’t his usual hard stare, it was softer. It broke off the defenses you didn’t know you were building up. “You mean... just us or?” He nodded. “Um, yeah sure.” You beamed at him, at least now you would get to know him a lot better. “Rohan, you didn’t have any of those supplies you asked.” Rohan groaned, “I guess I’ll go shopping for them soon.” He sent you a glance.
𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒟𝒶𝓉𝑒: A few weeks have passed by since you last spoke to Rohan. You were currently on your way home since you stopped at the mart to buy a few snacks in case any of your friends decided to pop in for no apparent reason. You didn’t hate them for it, you were just extremely used to it by now. “Hey!” Stopping in your tracks, you turned around. Rohan was by your side, “Why haven’t you been answering my messages?” Your brain flatlined for a second. “You’ve been messaging me?’ He pulled out his phone, typing up your contact, and showing you the messages. They were throughout the weeks you haven’t heard from him. “Oh, I’m sorry, you have the wrong number down.” The two of you walked to his house without you even noticing. “Then, we should hang out now,” He stretched his hand out to you, leading you up the stairs and into his office. “I hope you don’t mind, but I used you as my muse.” He uncovered a large canvas, and you gazed in awe at the large portrait of you. “It’s beautiful.” “I know you are.” The two of you spent the rest of the day doodling away on the couch while leaning on each other.
𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒/𝒶𝒹𝓂𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊: To him, you’re the personification of happiness and joy. He loves the little hangout sessions where it’s just the two of you huddled together on the couch, doodling away. He won’t admit it to anyone else, but every drawing that you give him, he keeps with him hung in his office. He loves listening along to your rants, using them as information for his manga.
𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝓃𝑜𝓌: Since you started dating, you two would almost always be together late at night, watching true crime, painting, or just chatting back and forth. He always spoils you with the newest and latest art supplies (you always thank him and tell him you want to pay him back but he’s like just being with me is enough). Whenever you two hang out with the rest of the group, he always admires your concern for your friends as they deemed you the ‘mom’ of the group. Someway somehow, they ended up making Rohan the ‘dad’ of the group as well, but he can’t say he hates it. Even if he has a dislike towards Josuke at times! He loves doing little things for you, getting you gifts here and there, or just showing up to your door with your favorite bouquet of flowers.
𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒫𝟦 𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹: You would be best friends with Reimi!
𝐻𝑜𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝓉: You first ran into Giorno while you were studying abroad in Italy. He offered you a ride to which you graciously accepted, not knowing the place at all. He dropped you off in the center of town, hoping to take your luggage and sell them along, or at least your purse. However, his hands remained glued to the steering wheel as he wished you a good day. He later then went to his gang and explained the situation. “You like her!” Mista gawked at him, squealing along with Trish. “No, don’t.” He shrugged them off. Although, it dawned on him that he left you on the territory of his opposing gang. “I’ll be back.” His absence made them glance at each other and shrugged. He found you where he had left you, speaking to the locals in fluent Italian. “Excuse me,” You turned to face him. ‘My cab driver came back for me?’ “You forgot something.” Your eyes widen as you checked all your bags. “I’m so sorry, what was it?” He handed you a bundle of purple and orange roses. “Are you free this Friday?”
𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒟𝒶𝓉𝑒: He took you to an art museum on your first date together. He held out a single orange rose for you. “Thank you,” You smiled warmly at him. The entirety of the date was spent by you pulling on his hand around the building, pointing at the paintings, and admiring them. Towards, he took you to a small cafe and let you order whatever you wanted. “So you’re a cab driver?’ He tugged at his collar, “Well in my free time I am.” He replied, not wanting to alarm you with his real occupation. He asked what you were doing in Italy, and you told him how you were studying abroad for the time being. “Would you like to do this again sometime?” You nodded, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek before going inside your temporary apartment.
𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒/𝒶𝒹𝓂𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊: He admires how outgoing and compassionate you are. He loves hearing you sing in his free time, and dancing with you. (Although he’s a bit stiff when it comes to dancing) You still think it’s cute that he tries to learn with you. He also loves hearing your opinion on things, so he purposely sets up movie dates or sends you music to listen to.
𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅 𝓃𝑜𝓌: When your short trip to Italy was finished, the two of you kept in contact via texting/calling. You told him how you missed Italy and him, so of course, being the boss of the mafia, he bought you plane tickets and arrangements to come to Italy and live with him. Knowing how pricey that would be, you kept telling him that you’ll make it up to him. But you didn’t refuse his offer. He loves surprising you with small gifts as well as giving you roses just like the day the two of you met. “What’s your real job? I didn’t know being a cab driver paid this much?” Eventually, he came forward and told you that he was the mafia boss. Regardless of his occupation, you accepted him for who he was. In time, you also met the rest of the gang, and you got along with them famously. He loves setting up dinner dates for the two of you, or just a casual day for you two to relax.
𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒫𝟧 𝐹𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹: You would be best friends with Trish!
Hi~ Can I request headcanons for Mike having a little daughter? Like...How Mike with his wife take care of her, what kind of father he is and how the relationship with would be. Thanks you! ^^
Hello my lovely! Of course you can! Some fluff Mike HCs are exactly what I need rn, I haven’t had the greatest of days, so thank you!!
Fic Type: Headcanons
Fandom: Attack on Titan
Character: Father!Mike
He would be the SWEETEST father EVER
Like he wouldn’t show it much but he cares and loves his daughter and wife so much
He would always want the best for her!
He’s generally really hands-on and spends as much time with her as he possibly could
He also loves teaching her new stuff! She’s interested in the ocean? He’ll get as many books as he possibly could to read to her at night. Wants to learn how to ride a horse? You bet he will bring out his steed and give her a practice run on it!
As for being a parent alongside his wife, he treats parenting as a 50/50. If his wife isn’t feeling good, he’ll more than happily step in her place. Most of the time they are both attentive to their daughter, constantly encouraging her strengths and helping her weaknesses.
As much as he hates leaving for work, he has to. But he keeps one of his daughter's ‘family portrait’ that she drew in his jacket all the time. You might even catch him smiling when he looks at it.
Honestly I can see him letting his daughter do makeup on him while his wife is away just to keep her entertained and to see her smile. (Come home and you just see Mike on the couch with his hair tied out of his face and messy lipstick)
Baking!! He loves it when they all bake together regardless of how messy it becomes, and ends up turning into a flour fight (started by Mike)
He ALWAYS brings back a souvenir for his daughter on his expeditions. A rock? Man she is PSYCHED over it. A lot of pretty flowers? His wife makes them into flower crowns for their daughter to wear. Her favorite thing he’s brought back is by far the rock, she drew a face on it and named it after him.
Overall, they are a small happy family who are close and 110% supportive of their daughter!
(n.) A vision that is seen in sleep. A dream.
Fic Type: Oneshot Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x Reader Prompt: “Do you want to watch the stars?” Word Count: 854 words
“Hey.” A voice filled Tamaki’s ears, it sounded so distant. When he opened his eyes the world around him was hazy. In an instant, his eyes found your ( e/c ) eyes. “Are you alright?” You spoke softly to your drowsy friend. Gently moving his bangs from out of his eyes, you smiled warmly at him. He hid his face with his hands in order to avoid your gaze. The fact that his head was resting on your lap caused his face to heat up. “Y-Yes..I’m sorry.” He sat up, removing his head from your thighs. He looked around taking in his surroundings. You two were currently sitting in the grass outside the dorms. “Did... I fall asleep outside?” You let out a giggle that you muffled with your hands. You turned your gaze upwards to the sky. It was painted a vibrant red-orange blend. The clouds looked so hauntingly beautiful to you. If only you had your camera. You would’ve taken a picture to capture the lovely scenery and use it as a reference for your paintings. But for now, you’ll need to settle for a mental picture.
“Come on silly, it’s basically dark out.” You stood up and brushed off some excess debris that was on your dark green skirt. You extended a hang to your friend who seemed to be avoiding your eyes. He accepted your helping hand and fidgeted with the end of his blazer to distract him from the fact that you’re touching him. “Um...are we going inside now?” It was indeed getting late but you didn’t want to leave his side. You would never admit it but his presence gave you immense comfort. “I actually have another idea! Do you want to watch the stars?” You asked grinning at him. With a small nod of his head, you began to drag him with you up the stairs. Not once letting go of his hand.
You two entered the elevator and he pressed the button to the roof. ‘Maybe I should bring my camera.’ You thought to yourself. “Wait a sec!” You said as you pushed the number that was your floor. Once the doors open, you rushed out and ran into your bedroom to search for the camera. At the time you were finished you made your way back to the elevator. ‘Hmm. He should be on the roof by now.’ You tapped your lips with your index finger as you were lost in thought. You almost didn’t see the doors of the elevator open, revealing Tamaki still standing in there waiting for you. “💙?” Your eyes widen and you rubbed the back of your neck, laughing in shame. “I’m sorry, I happened to be thinking.”
You stood next to him and he pressed the roof number again. The rest of the ride up was silent as you naturally drifted off in your thoughts. While you were thinking about photo presets to use, Tamaki was thinking about how he missed the feel of your hand in his. Though, he didn’t want to overstep a boundary and make you uncomfortable. The doors of the elevator opened and you two stepped outside. The sky turned into a cerulean shade, almost matching Tamaki’s hair perfectly. Sitting down on the hard concrete, he soon followed suit. You took out your camera and captured a few photographs of the sky. When you were settled with it, you set it down. “Isn’t it pretty?” You questioned. He hummed in agreement. Although his attention was only on you. The way you admired the stars tugged at his heart. “Tamaki?” “Y-Yes 💙?” “I like spending time with you.” The way the corners of your lips turned upwards made his heart melt. It was then that he had realized that he’s never seen you smile that way towards anyone else. Maybe he was just reading too much into it. The space between you two lessened by the second until your shoulders were touching. “I...like spending time with you too.” His dark blue eyes darted away for a few seconds and then back to yours. He grabbed your arm with a shaky hand and gently pulled you closer. You decided to continue as you bumped your nose with him and giggled. His stomach became a pile of nerves while yours was swarming with butterflies. He closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side, and you mirrored his action, closing the gap.
“Amaji! You’re still sleeping?!” Tamaki opened his eyes. He was currently in his bed in his room. “You missed the first class!” Hado scolded him, smacking him with his pillow. “It’s alright! We covered for you!” Mirio reassured him and put a stack of papers on his nightstand. Tamaki paid no attention to them as he was deep in thought. His eyebrows knotted together and he frowned. “What’s with that ugly face?” Hado questioned. In a second, Tamaki laid face down on the mattress in shame. “That was cruel.” His voice was muffled. Hado and Mirio kept reassuring him and apologizing, but he wasn’t mainly talking about what she said. Although her words did sting.
*me, flirting* so which songs are you going to permanently associate with me?
It’s official. Midoriya will always be All Might’s number one fan
Fic Type: Scenario Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Bakugo x Reader Prompts: Taken from the matchup I did for @ice-cold-taeyong Word Count: 518 words A/N: Songs used: Sextape - Deftones, and Rosemary - Deftones. In the matchup I used lyrics from Bad Habits - Nerv!
“Sorry,” The spiky blond muttered, stepping away from her. Just moments ago, the two of them were studying together for the midterm, listening to music together. One thing led to another and ♡ found herself slow dancing with Bakugo in his dorm room. At 11 pm. When the song ended, he pressed a chaste kiss to her forehead. He pulled away and apologized to her. ♡ was in a tough situation, as her feelings for the hothead started to resurface. “It’s okay,” she grabbed his hand, running a thumb over his knuckles.
His crimson eyes studied her as the next song started playing. It was a more slowed tempo, with melodic guitars and rhythmic tunes. ‘The ocean takes me, in to watch you shake it. Watch you wave your powers, tempt with hours of pleasure.’ He took a hold of her other hand, spinning her around, admiring as her (h/c) moved with her. He dipped her over his leg, making her giggle. ‘Cruising the city, after hours. With me, fusing all of our powers. Here’s to all our dreams. Bakugo raised her back up slowly, as she wrapped both of her arms behind his head, closing the distance between them. Stepping up on the tips of her feet, ♡ pressed her forehead against his. A small smile escaped his usual moody expression.
He lowered his hands to the curve of her back, holding her close. The next song started up, a long intro of guitar strumming. ‘There’s no sound, but the engines drone. Our minds set free, to roam.’ “I love you,” Bakugo muttered, as the song picked up. The two swayed along to the rhythm of the song. “I love you too,” the blond fully smiled now, his eyes gleamed with happiness. ‘Stay with me...as we cross the empty skies. Come sail with me,’ Bakugo sung along, making her grin. How she loved hearing him sing. He separated her once again and spun her around, holding her from behind. The blond rested his head on the space between her neck and shoulder. ‘We play in dreams, as we cross through space and time. Just stay with me~’ His voice was enchanting as he whispered the last part in her ear, causing her face to heat up. It sent a pleasant shiver down her spine.
“Bakugo! It’s 12 am! Why are you blaring music?!” Iida shouted from the hallway, not coming in to respect his privacy. He groaned, turning down the music temporarily. “Shut up I’m going to sleep!” He hissed back. He stayed holding her until he heard the footsteps of the class rep fade away. “It’s parting time,” He mumbled, turning her back to face him. “I had fun,” ♡ leaned on his chest, resting her head on his collarbone. Bakugo embraced her tightly, “Do you want to date?” “Of course I do!” He kissed the top of her head. “Go get some rest silly, we can do this another time.” ♡ pressed a kiss to lips before darting out the room. “Goodnight!” He stood there in shock, before chuckling to himself. ‘I’ll get you back.’
(n.) The inevitable discovery of what we would rather not know.
Fic Type: Drabble
Fandom: Attack on Titan
Pairing: Eren x Reader
Prompt: “Let’s be honest. This isn’t the worst thing you’ve caught me doing…”
Word Count: 291
Your daily exchange with Armin was cut short when Levi asked for your presence. Armin and you exchanged a glance of confusion before you got up from the table and followed your leader to what you assumed was Erwin’s office. “(Y/N)... We need you to go find Eren. We can’t find him anywhere and the idiot knows he’s not supposed to roam.” Levi said coldly to you. “Yes heichou.” You saluted to Levi before leaving him and Erwin to discuss something privately.
It’s been half an hour since Levi had sent you to fetch Eren and you were starting to become doubtful if you could actually find him. Instead, you began trying to convince yourself that maybe a punishment wasn’t so bad. Unless Levi decided to cut your head off for this. It’s unlikely but it’s not out of the question. You sighed and entered the pantry. “(Y/N!)” You jumped at the sudden voice. “Eren?” You responded, turning on the light bulb. “Can you lend me a hand? I’ve been stuck in here all day.” You looked around until you found the brunet contorted in the shelves. “Uh...” “Let’s be honest. This isn’t the worst thing you’ve caught me doing.” He said to your curiosity. “Well yes, but why?” You said gesturing at his situation. “It was a dare.” He admitted in defeat. You started giggling at his misfortune before trying to help him untangle himself from the mess of shelves. “Thanks. And I’d appreciate if no one heard about this.” He said glaring at you. “Oh don’t worry.” You replied smiling deviously. He narrowed his eyes at you before you both made your way back to the main room. “HEY GUYS!” You started, running towards the group. “WAIT NO (Y/N)!”
Fic Type: Oneshot Fandom: My Hero Academia Pairing: Tamaki x Reader Prompt: N/A Word Count: 628 A/N:
Fingers delicately tracing an outline of a photo that you could barely view due to the darkness of your room. The lump in your throat made it hard to breathe, but you couldn’t find a way to free it. Bunched up in the corner of your bed where the walls met, you held your knees tightly to you, as if it’s the only thing that will stop you from falling apart. Your chest staggered as you breathed, the tears flowed down your face. You had excused yourself from your group of friends, muttering a lie that you felt exhausted, and here you were, yearning their company. Negativity clouded your mind. ‘Am I deserving of being their friend?’ ‘Why do they hang out with me?’ The coldness of the room made you tremble, hinting that you are alone. Jaw clenched, you fiercely wiped away the tears on your cheeks.
“💙?” You stiffened, a voice from the doorway called out to you. Keeping your gaze on your hands that were on the blanket, you felt the bed sinking from a new weight. “Hey…”The voice called out gingerly, and they placed a hand on top of yours. You remained quiet, new feelings bubbling inside of you. Tamaki didn’t dare to break the silence just yet, out of fear of agitating you. He became fixated on your palm, as he ran his thumb over it. A thought struck him as he stood up and left the room. You glanced over at the now empty spot, the coldness retreating to settle deep in your bones. The door opened once more as Tamaki stepped in and shut it behind him. He made his way over to your nightstand plugged in what he was holding, then placed it on the nightstand. He sat back down, and his fingers slightly laced yours. “I thought you would like this…” Your curious eyes warmed his heart. He brought out a small remote and turned the device on, casting a galaxy of stars on your ceiling. Your eyebrows raised in amazement. He moved over to sit next to you, letting you rest your head on his shoulder. Grabbing ahold of your hand, he stroked it lovingly. You felt warm again.
“Tama?” You broke the silence. “Yes?” “Do you think I’m weak?’ Your voice was small. He thought about his response, to convey what he felt. Squeezing your smaller hands in his, he spoke. “I don’t think you’re weak.” He turned his body to face yours. “I know I say Mirio is like the sun a lot...But I think you would be the stars.” He tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear. “Even in the darkness, you shine so brightly.” Your face heated up at his cheesy response. “Really..?” He nodded, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Can you stay with me tonight?” You meekly asked. He hummed out a response and adjusted his position so the both of you were laying down, looking at the ceiling. ‘Stars, huh.’ The display of an illuminated galaxy was breathtaking. Had he planned to give this to you, or did he just happen to have it? “What would Hado be?” Tamaki’s head tiled at your question. “Venus.” You folded over in laughter. “Venus?” You repeated. “Yes…?” “Why?” You turned on your side to face him. Your smile had encaptured his heart once again. “Hmm...because in astrology it’s about relationships and harmony.” He raised an eyebrow at your dumbfounded expression. “Did I...say something wrong?” “You seem to like astrology. It’s cute” He hid his face from you at your words. “Well...together we all make a galaxy. Sort of.” You giggled, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “You’re so sweet Tama.” Burying yourself in his chest, he wrapped his arms around you.