Chigiri Hyoma x reader oneshots

1. Group Project

Initially, you two were merely classmates and teammates with only soccer in common. Chigiri being the main star of your high school's team, it was unexpected to say the least when the two of you became friends, especially since you were just an average teammate.

However, as the days went by during your time together, you began to notice a different side of him - a side that wasn't solely focused on soccer. You didn't even think he'd spare a single glance in your direction, let alone bond with you over novels surprisingly out of all things.

It all started with small gestures, like him offering to share his snacks during breaks or staying late after practice to chat with you about anything and everything. You found yourself enjoying these moments, and before you knew it, you were spending more time together outside of soccer practice.

Chigiri couldn't deny the growing warmth in his heart whenever he was around you.He found himself stealing glances, admiring your dedication, your skills, and the way you brought a unique energy to the team.

At first, he dismissed these feelings, attributing them to the closeness of friendship. But deep down, he knew there was more to it.

As time went on, you and Chigiri became closer. You celebrated victories together, consoled each other in defeat. The simple act of being near you filled Chigiri with a sense of happiness and contentment that he couldn't ignore.

Chigiri started to express his feelings in (not so) subtle ways, showering you with compliments, offering to walk you home, and making an effort to spend more time with you outside of soccer practice.

These small gestures show the affection he held for you, even though he hadn't yet found the courage to put his feelings into words. It was quite obvious to everyone at this point that the redhead likes you, although you are very oblivious to the fact, dismissing his gesture as being close friends.

One evening, as you and Chigiri sat side by side, poring over their textbooks, he realized something that sent a shiver down his spine. He was falling for you, and he couldn't stop it.

Chigiri's heart raced as he imagined a future where he could be more than just friends with you. But the fear of ruining their friendship held him back. What if you didn't feel the same way? What if confessing his feelings made things awkward between them?

One day, after a particularly productive study session, Chigiri was walking you home. The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden glow over the streets. They chatted about their dreams, ambitions, and the things that made them smile.

As they reached your doorstep, you turned to Chigiri with a bright smile. "Thanks for walking me home, Chigiri. You're such a great friend.”

Those words pierced Chigiri's heart like a dagger. ‘a friend,' he thought, feeling a pang of disappointment.

For now, Chigiri kept his feelings locked away, buried beneath layers of friendship. He didn't want to risk losing you, even though his heart yearned to express the love he was beginning to feel.

One sunny afternoon, you and Chigiri found themselves paired up for a group project in one of their classes. They decided to work on it together at Chigiri's house since it was quieter there, away from the distractions of the school library and bustling cafes.

You both settled in his room, books and notes scattered on the desk. As the hours ticked away, you found yourself growing tired from the day's activities and the project's demands. The warmth of Chigiri's room and the rhythmic tapping of his keyboard gradually lulled you into slumber.

Chigiri glanced over at you, his heart softening as he watched you sleep. In this quiet moment, he allowed himself to acknowledge the depth of his feelings for you. His gaze traced the gentle rise and fall of your chest, and he couldn't help but smile.

Minutes turned into an hour, and Chigiri couldn't help but be distracted by the sight of you sleeping so peacefully in his room. The soft rise and fall of their chest, the gentle curve of their lips in a contented smile—it was all too much for Chigiri's racing heart.

As your soft snores filled the room, Chigiri couldn't contain his feelings any longer. He carefully set aside their project and moved closer to you, his heart pounding in his chest. Gently, he brushed a strand of hair away from their face, his fingers lingering on their cheek.

He leaned closer, his voice barely a whisper as he murmured, "I love you," the words barely audible in the stillness of the room. He knew you couldn't hear him in your slumber, but he needed to say it, even if it remained unspoken.

Chigiri continued to work on the project quietly, occasionally stealing glances at you. You looked so serene in their sleep, their gentle breathing the only other sound in the room. Chigiri couldn't help but smile as he watched them.

As he worked on the project, Chigiri's thoughts drifted to you. He couldn't deny his feelings any longer; he was deeply in love with them. Their friendship had become the most precious thing in his life, and he longed for more, but he was afraid of risking what they already had.

For now, he made a silent promise to himself—to cherish each shared moment, to be there for you as a friend, and to wait patiently for the day when he could finally tell you those three words in his heart.