[DISCONTINUED] tokyo revengers one-shots.

#-༄ 𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪 𝘔. ́/ swipe of love

𝘼𝙐: Singer! Mitsuya AU (first song fic omg)
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𝙆𝙀𝙔:
l/n: last name
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𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀: mitsuya looks how he is in high school (in manga). PLAY THE SONG WHEN NOTED TO

𝙈𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙮𝙖𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑:

I've never been so nervous in my life. Especially on Y/N's birthday. I sighed as I straightened out my black and white suit in the mirror. ' Growing my hair out, was definitely the right decision. ' I thought, running my hand through it.

When the doorknob in the room turned, I turned to see who it was. "Woahh, Takashi, you're looking good," Y/N said as she closed the door behind her. I let out a laugh and made a slight smile. "I'll look even better when I fix my hair." I was about to pick up a brush when she shrugged her shoulders and said, "Suit yourself, I think it looks good messy ."

Putting the brush down "I'll keep it that way. You seem to have good taste. Despite the fact that Im the singer AND clothing designer here."

"Oh shut up, i'll do something great with my life soon enough,". She crossed her arms and leaned on the door.

Ah, there's nothing more enjoyable like a blank canvas to work with; she practically begged for this to happen.

"Mhm, then you should be with me," I said, my arm resting on my vanity, leaning my head against my palm. We crack a few flirty jokes now and then. And every time, I truly hoped she meant it, I sure did.

She gave a smile and laughed. Oh how I adore that laugh. Its way better than the music I make. "I hope you're not filming Taka." "If your fan girls hear this, they might just cancel you," she says.

"You think you're soo funny, huh?"

"Nah, I think i'm cute" she winked.

"Th-

"MITSUYA, YOU'RE ON IN 2 MINUTES. GET UP HERE!!" Yuzuha yelled. When Mitsuya first made it known about wanting to start his singing career, immediately, Yuzuha offered to be his manager. She was an organized person, so why not?

"YEAH, ILL BE THERE IN A SECOND. Y/N's HELPING ME WITH FINISHING TOUCHES." I sighed, truth is, i'm not prepared for the upcoming show. The ending of it, atleast. There's so much that could go wrong.

I looked in the mirror after feeling the imprint of a hand on my back and saw Y/N rubbing my back. Our eyes keeping contact through the mirror. "Don't be so nervous, Taka; it's my birthday, so pull a bunny out of your hat or something at the end."

"Thanks Y/-"

"MITSUYA WHY THE HELL ARE YOU STILL IN HERE? ITS TIME TO START AND YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SHUT UP YOUR DAMN FANS." Yuzuha stormed into the room and said, dragging my arm and me to the stage. "I'll be on the stage's right side, Taka!" Y/N yelled. Just that little bit of information gave me reassurance that everything would be alright.