Tokyo Revengers Oneshots

𝔼𝕧𝕒𝕕𝕖 Wakasa I.

Warnings: Swearing & an angry Akashi sibling

Sighing, you looked away from the dual colored haired male. "Can you like- I don't know- not look so bored when I'm talking to you?"

Wakasa, your friend's best friend, raised an eyebrow, face still looking emotionless as ever. "Y/N this is my resting face-"

"Well change it. I don't like it," you puffed out looking towards him once again.

Wakasa moved his lollipop stick to the opposite side of his mouth before speaking, "Well change the topic. I don't like it."

You squinted your eyes, anger bubbling up inside of you. Is this moron being serious? Deep breaths Y/N. Do it for Takeomi. Deep breaths. 1...inhale...2...exhale...3...inhale-

"WELL MAYBE IF YOU FUCKING CONTRIBUTED TO THE CONVERSATIONS YOU'LL LIKE IT!"

"BUT NOOOOO. ALL YOU'RE DOING IS STARING JACKASS."

The sudden outbreak caused Wakasa's eyes to slightly widen, making you smirk hence you finally got a reaction out of him.

"Bro, did someone poop on your Cheerios this morning? Like goddamn, you're so loud and grumpy." He muttered the last part, unfortunately for him, you still heard it.

You stared at the male. No you glared at the male, yet he still gave you his uninterested face.

'Did this just turn into a staring eye contest.' Wakasa gave it a thought, but quickly shook it away. A contest wouldn't seem fitting at a time like this.

"Y/N make your eye stop twitching. You look weird." That was all it took. The last straw for you.

You slammed your hands on the table. You quickly stood up from your chair, sending it flying a few inches back, and went behind him. Before he could process what was happening, you grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked it. Lucky for you and unfortunately for him, it was in a ponytail, granting you easy access.

A sudden screech from the long haired male made the male outside, who was eavesdropping, quickly barge into the room. His eyes met a horrifying site. He only wished for his two friends to get along with each other. Why must it always end up being disastrous?

"Oh my god Y/N let go of Wakasa's hair!" Takeomi cried out as you yanked more hair.

"NO Wakasa get off of Y/N- What the hell! Don't pull her fucking hair!" You two were wrestling in the classroom. The once art class now turned into a wrestling ring. Who will the winner be? The grand Y/N or the uninterested Wakasa.

As the mutual friend tried breaking you two apart, a can of paint went flying off the table due to Wakasa aggressively kicking the table. It all went down in slow motion. You and Wakasa stared in shock as the can of paint steadily made its way towards Takeomi. The neon green coating Takeomi's new clothes.

The once lousy fighting ring turned silent. No one moved. All three friends stared at each other. Did Y/n win? I mean you did do the most hair pulling or was it a draw between the two parties? No those don't seem right. How about try adding a new opponent? Yes, that seems better.

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES! I JUST BOUGHT THESE CLOTHES! YOU TWO ARE GONNA BE DEAD! DEAD YOU HEAR ME!" Takeomi roared, making you and Wakasa sweat drop.

The 1v1 quickly turned into a 2v1. Yeah there's no way you were going to fight an angry Takeomi. Before Takeomi could launch at the two of you, you grabbed Wakasa's wrist, swiftly yet harshly pulling him up.