Tamaki Amajiki oneshots

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WC: 3,704

"Don't let her touch you like that".

Summary: You get a little jealous in class, and you decide to put Tamaki in his place. Maybe Tamaki proves himself to you as well.  

Includes: smut

established relationship, F/M, Fem!readerXTamaki, aged-up,

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"You're staring", Mina says to you under her breath. Your pencil eraser taps at your lips absentmindedly as you admire your boyfriend from across the classroom. You hum a dismissal at Mina, and she just laughs at you, returning to her classwork with a focused expression.

Tamaki is across the room talking with Nejire and looking damn fine while doing it. His hair is neat, his sleeves rolled up past his forearms, and his legs crossed at the ankles as he leans on a desk. He looks at the whiteboard, covered in his own and Nejire's handwriting, as he attempts to explain a math concept to her.

In the thirty or so minutes of free time you guys get as a class every day following your mathematics lecture, you have certainly grown close. Oftentimes, you go out as a group for lunch afterwards or retreat to each other's dorm rooms or the library to study and hang out. You're like a little family, which is precisely why you and Tamaki haven't told any of them that you're dating, which is why you have to tear your eyes away from Tamaki's ass and pretend not to be jealous of Nejire.

"Are you into him"? Mina pokes your shoulder with the tip of her pencil. You pull away, looking at her.

"No, silly, I'm looking at the math". You gesture to the board filled with chicken scratch, which you can barely read from over here. Mina scoffs. "What"? You say, offended when she clearly doesn't believe you.

"Nothing"! She giggles. "He's a cutie, don't be embarrassed", she whispers to you. Your cheeks heat.

Your eyes stray to him again, only to find Nejire's hand resting on his arm. You glare. Get your filthy paws off my-

"Y/nnn", Denki calls, standing directly in front of you. With your view blocked, you afford him a wary glance and a sigh.

"What"? Your voice is clearly annoyed, but that small fact seems to slip past Kaminari because he doesn't move.

"This math problem is stumping me- do you think you could help"? He looks genuinely confused, so you nod.

"Sure, Sparky", you say as he sits down next to you. You can feel Mina side-eyeing you.

As you explain the question to Denki, you see, out of the corner of your eye, Tamaki staring at you vaguely. You wink at him, and you can see his cheeks redden. Yeah, explain that to Nejire.

"I don't get ittt", Denki whines next to you as you see Nejire press a hand to Tamaki's forehead.

"Mina will explain it to you", you say in a chilly voice, patting Denki's arm. "Won't you Mina"? You level her with a pleading look, and she nods.

"Of course, Denki. Mina at your service". She scooches over next to him and, if you hadn't been so preoccupied with storming over to Tamaki, you might have noticed the blush tinting electro-boy's face.

The chatter of the room conceals the sound of your angry footsteps as you approach Nejire and Tamaki.

"You need to come with me", you hiss, grabbing Tamaki's hand. Nejire looks between the two of you worriedly.

"I think he's got a cold or something y/n. Are you bringing him to the dorms"? Her face is tense.

"Something like that", you mutter, dragging Tamaki out the door as he splutters out some weak protest.