You're G O L D|| Sugimoto Saichi x f!Reader x Ogata Hyakunosuke

yes, really.

Omg, what was this??

I legit forgot what I was writing about !!

So we're just gonna have drabbles or one-shots until I stop procrastinating and pick-up where I left off... Unless...?

Prompt: Stare

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You watched as Ogata watched you. Intently. His grey eyes bored blankly into your (e/c) ones. This happened for no real reason. He just happened to stop gazing at his phone for a second and noticed you staring at him. Why you were staring at him in the first place?

Then you wondered, 'Does this handsome fucker ever blink?'

30 seconds later, your question was answered.

no.

This fucker doesn't blink. 

You studied his partcially shaved hair, he studied your... face. Once again, WHY WERE YOU STARING AT THIS DUDE IN THE FIRST FUCKIN PLACE? I mean, who wouldn't? This guy is lowkey hot as hell. Once you get past the fact that his eyes are literal trapezoids of course. Who wouldn't love to trace the scars stitched on his cheeks? Who wouldn't love to drag your fingers across his jawline? Who wouldn't love to touch the unscarred skin of his abdominal muscles? 😳

Even I, the author (who hates Ogata with a burning passion), would absolutely love to. The only problem? He's a bit small. 

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You took a long drag from your favorite [starbucks-like] drink and stared at the man-child sitting in front of you. It didn't take long for him to notice and copy the action. You kept one hand on your cup and used the other hand to take your hat off and scratch a small ~~nonexistent~~ itch on your scalp.

Sugimoto did the same. You watched carefully as he moved his toned arms to run a hand through his curly hair. God forbid you to think about running your fingers, pulling, and tugging at his hair. Even though God forbade it, did you do it anyway?

Yes. 

Yes, you did.

You rebellious little thing. 

You raised one hand, Sugimoto raised one hand.  You inhaled sharply, he inhaled sharply. You dug at a booger in your nose, he, with no shame, remorse, or regret, did the same. The only difference?

His booger was bigger than yours.

Asirpa stopped wiping the countertop to watch in disgust, "Shiraishi! They're doing it again!" 

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You had been trying to get closer to this man for weeks. Not because you're a hoe, but simply because he looked a bit lonely. Having just departed with his "son" he only had a dog to keep him company. So, you invited him to a mutual friend's cafe! The Cise.

Tanigaki sweat a bit as you vivaciously stared at his thick eyebrows. He seemed to be looking for help. Or, he was just too embarrassed to stare back.

"[N-Name]... Could you stop?"

A smirk etched at the edge of your lips, your gaze on his flustered face never faltered "Just what am I to stop doing, Tanigaki?"

"You know..." He mumbled.

Your eyebrows rose and your eyes widened, "No! I don't know! Please tell me Tanigaki!" You whined a bit.

He sighed, "Could you please stop staring at me?"

"Why would I not want to stare at this thick ass hunk who just happens to sit right in front of me?" You questioned, tapping your chin in thought,  "You're not a bad sight you know...Quite handsome actually. And that baby scar on your cheek just makes you even manlier-" 

"aSIRPA! THEY'RE DOING IT AGAIN!"

A shrill shriek came from the kitchen of the little cafe, "LEAVE TANIGAKI THE MATAGI ALONE!"

You dropped your head down in defeat and picked up your things so you could go to the register and pay for the Latte you barely drunk out of. Before you stood up though, you made sure Tanigaki got the wink you sent him, "I'll try not to be so noticeable with it next time." You whispered. 

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You walked down the street with your best friend, Koito. Both of you having a hot chocolate in hand. He was telling a quick story about how Tsukishima slipped down the stairs and accidentally pulled Nikaido's pants down.

"And his dick just dangles from his-" Koito's little story was interrupted by a familiar figure walking down the street in front of you two!

Koito gasped loudly and rushed to hug the man, "OH, TSU-" He was cut off by the man pushing his face away from his, "Oh! [Name]-chan! How are you? It's pretty cold out, isn't it?" You smiled and took a small sip of your hot cocoa before replying, "Hi Tsurumi-san! It has been really cold lately!" You walked a little closer to the man and gave him a side hug. It's been a few years since you've seen the man, but you were still remotely close nonetheless. You figured a side hug was better than a cold handshake. 

Koito stood there, flabbergasted, "WH- WH-" Since when where you allowed to even touch Tsurumi? 

Tsurumi held you by the shoulders and stared eagerly at your face. You watched as his eyes darted from your hair, to your lips, to your eyes and eyebrows. You focused on the head plate he was wearing and the rippled skin that showed a tiny bit under it. What happened? 

"hOW-" Koito sputtered in the background.

When you noticed his dark pupils stopped moving, you cocked your head to the side, "Is something wrong, sir?"

He smiled a bit and shook his head, "It's just been a while since I've seen you last! You look just like your father!" He commented, giving your head a small pat. 

Your confused expression slowly soured at the mention of your father. He had been deceased for some time now, but you still couldn't get over what he'd done. "Is that so...?" you mumbled.

Koito quieted down after you did, "When...? Nevermind, [Name], let's go." He called to you.

Tsurumi's smile never faltered as he waved both of your bodies goodbye, "Bye [Name], Koito!" Surprisingly, Koito didn't respond as quickly as possible. He simply nodded and prodded your body closer to the Cise.

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Any suggestions? Should I even keep writing this story ??