ScarletFlame26

Jimin spoiled you so much. He gave you everything that you ever wanted no matter how expensive or difficult it might’ve been to obtain it. Since the commencement of your relationship, Jimin was always displaying grand gestures in order to show you his love. On your first date, he greeted you with flowers and chocolates, and took you to an extravagant restaurant. Personally, that was a bit too extra for your taste for a first date. However, he was a total gentleman, and you had a pleasant time with him, so you weren’t complaining. This led to the second date and once again, he greeted you with flowers and chocolates. Only this time

[Exchange] You whined as you jumped and tried to grab your book out of Sasuke's hand. The said male simply stood still, his hand reached over his head, with a book in his hand. Simultaneously, he wore a smug smirk at your futile attempts. "Give it to me, please!" You begged, as you tried once more to grab your book out of his hand. But like before, your efforts were fruitless because the male simply stepped away. "You know as well as I do that I won't give this to you until you give me what I want," Sasuke stated. In response, you pouted in disappointment, furrowing your eyebrows in frustration. "What the hell do you want?" You cried, gla

[Paper Planes] Due to the absence of your Homeroom teacher, Kakashi Hatake, your class was assigned to a reliever. Obviously, this meant no work and goof off as much as you wanted to.  And hence, Naruto was the first one to start goofing off, while you tried to complete the work given to you. From the opposite side of the class, the blond began to rip the papers in his notebook, write something on it, make it into a paper plane and throw it in your direction. The first plane landed right on your notebook, and you opened it with a sigh. It read: Girl, it looks to me like you mastered your sexy no jutsu ;D To this, you felt your eye twitch

The skies were sombre and grey clouds were suspended in the sky. It was a bit past afternoon, and transitioning into evening. The premises were wet due to the heavy rain that had occured half an hour ago, and the dark clouds overcasted the premises so much, that it appeared to be nighttime. The strong winds howled and swatted against the tree branches, as noises of the thunder booming were heard loud and clear. It was evident that a storm was brewing, and it would occur soon, and not stop for a long time. [Name], who was currently over at Oikawa’s place, sighed in disappointment when it started to rain, again. “Looks like I̵

Luka was infatuated with the way you smiled. He loved the sight of your smile so much that he wanted to see you smiling all the time. No other emotion mattered, except for your happy and smiling face, and he wanted to be the only reason behind your smile. Confined and isolated in a small room where you were in contact with no one else but Luka, you wanted to do nothing but cry and cower in fear and agony. But alas, the only thing you were allowed to do in his presence was smile. “Come on baby,” Luka said, as he pecked the corner of your lips. In response, you whimpered, and tried to pull your face away from him, with your lips for

It was a dusk night sky with an ambient shade of blue which blended in several pale shades before it was orange on the other side of the sky. Black clouds loomed over the premises, and and the city lights glowed brightly. At this hour, you entered the apartment you shared with Zen, feeling slightly stressed, and embarrassed. “I’m home,” You called out, as you hung up your coat on the coat rack, and walked into the kitchen. Slowly, the delicious aroma of noodles entered your nose. It was in that moment that you realized how hungry you were because your stomach emitted a growl, which caused your cheeks to flush pink in embarra

She was in love with him. She had been for years. She was with him since childhood, and she had watched every moment that really mattered--the moments where there was no facade to conceal his emotions--the moments where the true emotions of Oikawa Tooru shown through. For most of her life, [Name] was nothing but a background character, an unnoticeable and faceless person. She was always part of the shadows, gazing up high at the burning, and almost blinding sun in desperate hopes that a part of it would shine on her, and expose her to its warmth and light. In this case, the sun was Oikawa Tooru. She recalled when they were in kindergarten

[Sweet Kiss] "[Name]," Sasuke muttered, brushing a lock of your hair behind your hair, as he pecked your cheek. Now, one would expect this to be a romantic moment where you ended up moaning, and yearning for more of his kisses. However, it wasn't because instead, you groaned in annoyance and shoved his face away from you, cursing in agitation. "Go away Sasuke, I'm eating," You snapped, shoving his face away further, as you bit into your chocolate bar. Your continuous  shoving caused an anime vein to appear on the raven-haired male's head, before he grabbed your wrist in anger, and pushed it away. With anger fully evident in his voice, he hi

[Surprise Presents] You stared at your homework with your eyebrow twitching in agitation. Just staring at the amount of it, made you want to rip your hair out, and so, that is exactly what you did. Not to such extreme though. You leaned your forehead against the palms of your hand as you clutched your hair strands tightly in your hand. "School sucks fudgeballs," You groaned to yourself. For the next few moments, you continued to curse the existence of homework, when you heard tapping on the window next to you. This caused you to whirl your head towards it, and you slid your window up while raising your eyebrows. Instantly, sunflowers were s

Presently, [Name] and Oikawa were resting in a cafe, indulging in a break from all the walking that they had done. They were sitting opposite each other on couches, with a table in between them, that was placed in one of the furthest corners of the cafe. The [h/c] female lazily leaned against the couch, and mindlessly sipped on her cold [favourite flavour] iced tea. Simultaneously, she stared down Oikawa, with a harsh glare, and an angry expression formed on her face. Oikawa, who knew that [Name] was raging in anger and was trying to glare him to death, merely smiled sweetly. He wore an angelic and innocent expression. His elbows were on top