bnha scenarios

tamaki amajiki | ☁

prompt: tamaki finally comes out about being en-bee :)
category: fluff
character: hentai haven's tentacle antagonist
word count: 1380
requested by: Stanlymoods

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HE WAS A NERVOUS WRECK. Well, when wasn't he? Still, though, this time was somehow worse than all of the other moments. Mirio was even worried to the point that he'd take Tamaki to the hospital if he could, but the boy had been practically rooted to his bed the past few days. Not to mention there wasn't an inkling of sunlight flooding into the apartment.

Despite being a pro-hero (albeit not a very well known one), Tamaki still struggled with their confidence; especially when it had something to do with them personally. Ironically, they were decent enough to be able to order for someone if their own anxiety was worse than theirs, but it wasn't one of those situations.

For once, they had one of the biggest internal struggles known to mankind; coming out.

Of course, it was more of a privilege than a mandate and it's not like he was being forced to come out to anyone in particular, but part of him felt guilty for not telling his girlfriend so soon. She was involved in the relationship, so she obviously needed to know, right? In fact, even Mirio was tempted to call her over to drag her significant other out of the depths of his bedroom.

However, she was stuck in a volleyball tournament that was happing in a totally different region of Japan. Thus, Tamaki was left to sulk on their own. They knew Mirio would hear him out if they did come out to him, but they were more concerned for his girlfriend's standpoint on it. Initially they had asked her about how she felt about the LGBT community.

In all honesty, her support for them seemed to even shock Tamaki.

He had never seen her so passionate over something other than food and sports until then. Although her response to such a question was one of openmindedness, Tamaki still had his doubts about how she would feel about their relationship. That's why his phone laid open in front of him now, the empty text box at the bottom teasing him.

It was easier to text their feelings and their own thoughts instead of choking on their own words in front of her. However, every time their fingers inched towards the keyboard, they would pull their hands back out of anxiety. At this point, what do I have to lose? If she came back, she would hear about how they had become a hermit and ultimately get worried.

From there, she could either reject or accept him. If he sent a text now, then it'd be easier to deal with the outcome when she came back since he would be able to tell how she would act towards him based on their conversation. Nervously, they grasped at their phone again, their fingers dancing across the keyboard.

They swallowed harshly, hesitating for a moment before finally hitting send.

octonauts 🐙 | 11:56 a.m.
i know you're busy, but i just wanted
to talk about something. i'm not really sure
if i'm a "boy" anymore? i don't feel like a girl
either, i'm just confused. i tried searching it up
online a few weeks back and i saw this thing
about they/them pronouns. . . it felt right. i feel
okay about being male sometimes but other times. . . 
it just doesn't feel right. i don't feel boyish? it just
feels like i'm not in a category. i'm sorry if this is so
out of the blue, but i really wanted to tell you. i love
you a lot, but i understand if you break up with me.

pro-defenestrator 🏐 | 11:59 a.m.
we're on break rn, but i'll txt u later
abt this :)

pro-defenestrator 🏐 | 11:59 a.m.
not bc i don't want 2 talk rn!!

pro-defenestrator 🏐 | 12:00 p.m.
i know this is an important topic
2 u and i want 2 give this my
full attention when i can. 

pro-defenestrator 🏐 | 12:02 p.m.
just know i love and support u always jiki <3

Tamaki let out a sigh of relief, glad that it was clear that she was at least supportive. Still, some part of his anxiety ate at him over the conversation that would occur later. Some of him felt a bit relieved to have sent that text in the first place, but having her reply so fast had scared the absolute shit out of him.

They glanced at the clock and then back at the blur of notifications spread across from their phone; most of them from Nejire and Mirio. Amajiki sighed, managing to slide off the bed before planting their feet onto the floor. They meandered towards the door, already knowing the hell they'd face from both of their friends.

After eating lunch and getting a good thrashing and mouthful from both Nejire and Mirio, he had returned to his phone that was set right on top of the blanket he tossed off earlier. A notification with a little green icon popped up, becoming the newest of a series of texts and game app reminders. 

1 missed call from pro-defenestrator 🏐

Tamaki slowly picked up his phone, coughing dryly before clicking it and entering his password, knowing his phone would automatically call her back. Just as he thought, Y/n picked up quite quickly, the whir of a bus and shouts of her teammates ringing in the background. "Hey Jiki," She smiled, swatting away the hand of one of her teammates.

Tamaki stuttered out a greeting as well as Y/n sighed. "It isn't exactly ideal to talk to you like this, but I knew leaving you in the dark would—HEY, WATCH IT—well, it would only make your anxiety worse." He could hear her grumble in the background at one of her friends as someone else softly apologized in the background.

"Thank you,"

"Don't thank me," Y/n said, sounding irritated; Amajiki knew it wasn't because of them though. "I love you so it's only right for me to be concerned about you like that." Sometimes Y/n said things that held so much worth to Tamaki with little to no knowledge. She was pretty much the opposite considering her confidence, abrasiveness, and literal tom-boyish nature.

However, that didn't bother them one bit and Tamaki still loved her all the same; she was Y/n and that's all that mattered. "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, but just know I'm supportive nonetheless. You're you and I won't love you any less; you're still figuring yourself out and we agreed to be there for each other through thick and thin."

Her cute speech was cut off by someone throwing a volleyball at her for being so 'cheesy with her boyfriend' to which she tossed the ball back and shouted something a little too explicit for Tamaki's liking. "Did you want to talk about anything else?" She asked, only to shout again at someone else in the bus.

They felt their heart flutter; despite her recklessness, Y/n was a caring and selfless person. She had known of their anxiety and still chosen them nonetheless. She always asked for consent first and double-checked with Tamaki on almost everything, even if it seemed menial. "Could you. . . could you not say anything to Nejire and Mirio about this?"

Y/n toothily smiled and nodded like an idiot, thinking her significant other could see her.

"M'kay! I'll be home soon, so is it okay if we talk more then?"

A weight lifted off his chest and Tamaki let out a sigh of relief, smiling. She still referred to it as their home. It was miniscule, but the smallest things tended to mean the most to Tamaki. "O-Okay. C-Can we watch a movie too?" Y/n laughed lightly. "Sure! As soon as I get this sweat off me—RIKU, QUIT IT!"

Before they could even say bye, the call cut off and they could only figure that Y/n accidentally hit the end call button. As if sensing their questioning, Y/n texted them.

pro-defenestrator 🏐 | 5:06 p.m.
accidentally ended call oops

pro-defenestrator 🏐 | 5:06 p.m.
see u at home 

pro-defenestrator 🏐 | 5:07 p.m.
love u <3

Tamaki sighed, warmth filling their chest as they glanced out the window.

She'll be home soon.