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[Kazuichi Souda x Reader]

"I owe you, after everything you've done for me." You huff with a gasp. Your eyes were clenched shut with the strain being put on your arms and back. Kazuichi was with you, also grunting uncomfortably. "B...Besides, you're my friend," you gasp, listening to his disgruntled noises, "and I'm happy to help out when you're in need."

You were helping your pal move out of his room and into an apartment. He was finally eighteen, old enough to escape his dad's harsh beatings by moving out, and you offered to help him at the first opportunity. However, you didn't expect he would have so many heavy boxes. "Despite my willingness to help, I have to ask. What the hell is in these boxes!?"

He lets out a breathless laugh and sets the box he was holding down. His grin was a very cocky one, and it only made you pissed when he pulled his hair back to put it in a loose ponytail. "Miscellaneous machine parts, my tools, some clothes. I don't really have any furniture to move out, so you needn't worry about that. However, it's going to be kinda lonely living by myself." He chuckles, slipping up the sleeves of his tank top before letting out a strangled noise as he picks up his box once more.

"What? Do you propose I move in with you like some sort of reality tv rom com?" You ask, almost throwing his things into the moving vehicle. "Let me guess- 'the unlikely friends move in together and slowly fall in love with each other after developing feelings'. Would that sum it up?"

"I mean," he begins, shoving his heavy load next to the one you just placed, now leaning against the truck, "that wouldn't really be it, because I've already developed feelings. Whatever, the offer still stands." He smirks, grinning cheekily while walking away to get another box.

The way he confessed to you, it took you aback quite honestly. He was so casual about the whole thing, which was much unlike him. Usually, he would stutter. After all, you've been with him the countless times he's tried to ask someone on a date, and either they said no because of his nervousness or they would say yes and he would chicken out.

"Wait, what?" You call out to him with annoyance in your voice. The shock had quickly subsided, leaving you angry at how he casually walked off to let you sit in confusion. His retreating form was oozing confidence, as if he knew there was no way you could say no now. The cheeky bastard probably had the whole thing planned out, starting from when he knew you couldn't refuse helping him. "Kazuichi Souda, I am not done talking to you about this!" You yell at him, quickly jogging to catch up to him and turn him around.

Today he didn't have his colored prescription contacts in, replaced by tinted prescription sunglasses. Because he had those glasses, he was able to look sassy by tilting them down. ( Reader, if you have glasses, now would be the time that you snootily push them up on your face. ) "You know, just think about it like compensation."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm offering you a place to stay for helping me move out of this old place," he motions to his house, "and in return, you should be my girlfriend."

This caused you to snicker. "What caused you to be so cheeky all of a sudden? I'm fine with staying with my parents until I turn eighteen in a few months. Besides, even if they knew that you also had a job, there's not a chance they'll let me stay with you."

"Why not?" He whines, picking up one of the two suitcases that held the minuscule amount of clothes he had. "I'm a trustworthy person, aren't I?"

"It isn't that you aren't, they're just concerned about me. I'm sure if we talk to them about it though, they'll let me, but I'll have to compensate for any money they give me to start is off."

"Does that mean a yes to being my girlfriend?" He asks, getting a slow nod from you. The suitcase drops out of his hands as he wraps his arms around you in a massive hug.

"Please...ack, you're squishing me, and it's the middle of sweltering summer-" He cuts you off with exclamatory words as he let go and kicked into overdrive to get everything done.

"I have to hurry up and get everything moved so we can ask your folks if you can live with me!"

"Be careful!"

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[Kazuichi Souda x Reader]

"I owe you, after everything you've done for me." You huff with a gasp. Your eyes were clenched shut with the strain being put on your arms and back. Kazuichi was with you, also grunting uncomfortably. "B...Besides, you're my friend," you gasp, listening to his disgruntled noises, "and I'm happy to help out when you're in need."

You were helping your pal move out of his room and into an apartment. He was finally eighteen, old enough to escape his dad's harsh beatings by moving out, and you offered to help him at the first opportunity. However, you didn't expect he would have so many heavy boxes. "Despite my willingness to help, I have to ask. What the hell is in these boxes!?"

He lets out a breathless laugh and sets the box he was holding down. His grin was a very cocky one, and it only made you pissed when he pulled his hair back to put it in a loose ponytail. "Miscellaneous machine parts, my tools, some clothes. I don't really have any furniture to move out, so you needn't worry about that. However, it's going to be kinda lonely living by myself." He chuckles, slipping up the sleeves of his tank top before letting out a strangled noise as he picks up his box once more.

"What? Do you propose I move in with you like some sort of reality tv rom com?" You ask, almost throwing his things into the moving vehicle. "Let me guess- 'the unlikely friends move in together and slowly fall in love with each other after developing feelings'. Would that sum it up?"

"I mean," he begins, shoving his heavy load next to the one you just placed, now leaning against the truck, "that wouldn't really be it, because I've already developed feelings. Whatever, the offer still stands." He smirks, grinning cheekily while walking away to get another box.

The way he confessed to you, it took you aback quite honestly. He was so casual about the whole thing, which was much unlike him. Usually, he would stutter. After all, you've been with him the countless times he's tried to ask someone on a date, and either they said no because of his nervousness or they would say yes and he would chicken out.

"Wait, what?" You call out to him with annoyance in your voice. The shock had quickly subsided, leaving you angry at how he casually walked off to let you sit in confusion. His retreating form was oozing confidence, as if he knew there was no way you could say no now. The cheeky bastard probably had the whole thing planned out, starting from when he knew you couldn't refuse helping him. "Kazuichi Souda, I am not done talking to you about this!" You yell at him, quickly jogging to catch up to him and turn him around.

Today he didn't have his colored prescription contacts in, replaced by tinted prescription sunglasses. Because he had those glasses, he was able to look sassy by tilting them down. ( Reader, if you have glasses, now would be the time that you snootily push them up on your face. ) "You know, just think about it like compensation."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm offering you a place to stay for helping me move out of this old place," he motions to his house, "and in return, you should be my girlfriend."

This caused you to snicker. "What caused you to be so cheeky all of a sudden? I'm fine with staying with my parents until I turn eighteen in a few months. Besides, even if they knew that you also had a job, there's not a chance they'll let me stay with you."

"Why not?" He whines, picking up one of the two suitcases that held the minuscule amount of clothes he had. "I'm a trustworthy person, aren't I?"

"It isn't that you aren't, they're just concerned about me. I'm sure if we talk to them about it though, they'll let me, but I'll have to compensate for any money they give me to start is off."

"Does that mean a yes to being my girlfriend?" He asks, getting a slow nod from you. The suitcase drops out of his hands as he wraps his arms around you in a massive hug.

"Please...ack, you're squishing me, and it's the middle of sweltering summer-" He cuts you off with exclamatory words as he let go and kicked into overdrive to get everything done.

"I have to hurry up and get everything moved so we can ask your folks if you can live with me!"

"Be careful!"