MON AMOUR. inazuma eleven imagines

stubborn | fubuki atsuya

『 stubborn 』

requested by sfwjimin [✔]
[☁️]
pairings; fubuki atsuya x reader

warning; it is kindaaa spicy towards the end. but not really- just a little hot ( idk if that made sense 💀 )

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atsuya smirked as he opened his locker. there were letters, love letters to be specific, in it, that did not fail to increase his ego.

picking up the letters, he scanned through them. most of them had the name of the sender written. however he was a bit disheartened when he didn't see the name he was half expecting in one of the letters, but he didn't show his disappointment.

" atsuya, you'll be late to class if you take so much time" shirou said, as he closed his locker, and glanced at his brother. humming slightly, atsuya nodded. quickly taking his essentials, the brothers walked to class.

"but i can't be sure can i yuki ?"
the salmon haired boy suddenly halted when he heard the voice that was speaking. the voice that didn't fail to make butterflies in his stomach.

(y/n) walked down the corridor with her friend yuki. noticing the boys, she gave them a polite smile, and walked to her class. controlling his blush, atsuya looked away while the other brother smiled back.

shirou chuckled at his brother as they neared their classroom.
" just admit it already atsuya, you like (y/n)-senpai don't you ? i think you should confess to her."

"huh, i don't know what you're going on about aniki" the salmon haired boy huffed slightly. "and besides i already have many other girls who like me. i'm not going after her"

the periwinkle haired brother rose an eyebrow. "as you say.." he said, but they both knew that what shirou said was the truth.

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ego and pride are stupid and funny things. they interfere with your desires and blind you with a false sense of superiority.

that was exactly what atsuya was facing right now. it would have been so much easier if he could just straight up go and confess to his crush, but no.

he was far too prideful to be the one who proclaims their love first

that was until fate had enough.

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" a-aa senpai !"
atsuya silently cursed himself for stuttering.

" oh hello there atsuya ! quite a surprise seeing you here "
(y/n) grinned at her underclassman.

atsuya sneakily eyed (y/n). even in casual clothes she looked beautiful to him. once again he could feel the butterflies in his stomach. the male nodded slowly , glancing towards the manga the (e/c)-eyed girl was holding.

" looks like you're a fan of this manga."
(y/n)'s eyes widened a bit, " oh yes. it's my favorite actually " she chuckled.

" what about you ? are you here to get the last season of it as well ? " she asked.
' we even share the same taste , what a coincidence ' atsuya thought. it was a small thing, but yet it made blush lightly.

however, atsuya clicked his tongue and looked away.
" i don't read such sappy stuff "

(y/n) lifted an eyebrow. humming slightly she flipped through her book " sure you don't . . " she chuckled.

" but in any case, even if you don't read it, i recommend you to read it. y'know one of the male leads are quite similar to you. "

" huh ? what do you mean ? " atsuya inquired truthfully. sure, he had read the manga, but he didn't know what (y/n) was referring to.

" i'm taking about saito."

(y/n) took a step towards atsuya, and the boy unknowingly took a step backwards.

"he's very much like you if you ask me." another step ahead and the boy's breathing hitched and he backed behind " a prideful person "
another step "can't confess to his senpai"
by now (y/n) was standing extremely close to atsuya whereas the boy was backed against the wall of the shop.

the boy now knew what she was talking about. his thoughts were running wild, he wanted to say something but he couldn't even open his mouth, his face was a bright red -quite a rare thing- and his heart had suddenly learned how to do acrobatics.

(y/n) brought her moth near the atsuya's ear. he could feel her hot breath on his ear, their bodies nearly touching. suddenly everything was too hot.

" is stubborn and yet devilishly handsome " with that,
the (h/c)nette presses her lips against atsuya's soft ones.

the kiss lasted only for two seconds, however for the teenagers it meant a lot more. quickly parting away, (y/n) threw her manga at atsuya , which the boy caught neatly.

winking at him, she left, leaving the salmon haired boy standing on the corner of the street, dumbfounded and flustered.

quickly snapping out of it, atsuya tried to recollect if what happened was real or just a dream.

he unconsciously flipped open the book he was holding and there on the last page he saw a phone number scribbled on it with the caption ' text me you dumbass — (y/n) '

suddenly i'm simping for (y/n)- 😳😳😩✋🏻

oKay so hear me out- i kinda have a hc that atsuya likes to read romance mangas in secret 🤠✨

anyways i hope you liked it because i honestly enjoyed writing it 🤩😼😼

but i think this was a bit messy and rushed , especially near the ending lmao so i apologize for that 👯‍♀️

sorry if there were a few grammatical errors bc i didn't really proofread it lolol
&& sorry for the delay , i was kinda procrastinating- 🙈😽