Part 1: “In the Middle of the Storm”

(Intense, emotional, and setting the stage for the romance)

The rain hammered down, relentless and cold, soaking the cracked pavement beneath your feet. The night air was thick with tension, the distant echoes of shouting and scuffling still ringing faintly in the empty streets. The fight had just ended, but the storm inside you hadn’t.

You stood there, heart pounding, breath uneven, staring at him—Matsuno Chifuyu—who was bruised and battered, standing just a few feet away. His jacket was torn, his knuckles bloodied, and his hair plastered to his forehead from the rain. Yet his eyes, those fierce, stormy blue eyes, were locked on you with an intensity that made your knees weak.

You tried to steady your voice as you asked the question that had been burning inside you for days.

You:

"Why do you always do this? Why do you keep throwing yourself into danger like you’re unbreakable? What if you didn’t come back this time?"

His gaze softened just a fraction. He took a slow, steady step toward you, rain dripping from his soaked hair, water tracing down the sharp angles of his face.

Chifuyu:

"Because I promised I'd protect the people I care about. And you… you’re the one I care about most."

His voice was low, steady, but underlined with something vulnerable you hadn’t expected. For a moment, the world felt like it paused—rain falling in soft sheets around you both, the noise of the city muffled by the storm.

Without a word, Chifuyu shrugged off his jacket, the wet fabric heavy in his hands, and gently wrapped it around your shoulders. His fingers lingered there, warm against your cold skin, as if trying to shelter you from more than just the rain.

Your heart thudded painfully in your chest. You looked up at him—his gaze was unwavering, calm, and filled with a fierce kind of tenderness. You wanted to say something, anything, but your voice caught in your throat.

The silence between you was thick with unspoken emotions, but his next words shattered it like thunder.

Chifuyu:

"You don’t have to fight for me. Just stay beside me… that’s all I want."

You swallowed hard, your eyes shining with a mix of relief and longing. The rain continued to fall, but it no longer felt cold. It was a baptism — a moment of connection forged in the chaos.

He took a small step closer, his hand reaching up to gently brush a strand of wet hair from your face, his thumb tracing your cheek softly. His other hand still held the edge of the jacket, anchoring you to him.

His voice dropped to a whisper, a confession just for you.

Chifuyu:

"You’re my calm in all this chaos."

And in that charged moment, as the storm raged around you, something unbreakable sparked between you—ready to grow into something neither of you could ignore.

The storm was fading, but your heartbeat hadn’t slowed. The fight was over — bruises would heal, the rain would stop — but the fear inside you wasn’t so easily washed away.

Chifuyu stood there, inches from you, with his jacket now wrapped around your shoulders. His fingertips lingered, not from hesitation… but from something deeper. Something unspoken.

Your eyes met his — blue and stormy like the sky above. You took in the scratches on his face, the split lip, the way his hand trembled slightly from exhaustion. And yet, he smiled at you. A small, tired smile.

You stepped closer.

The distance between you was nothing now. You could feel his warmth, despite the cold rain.

You:

"Why do you always do this?" your voice cracked slightly. "Why do you keep throwing yourself into danger like you're unbreakable? Don’t you realize… if something happened to you, I—”

You stopped, words catching in your throat. You didn’t want to say it. Didn’t want to show how much it hurt. But Chifuyu heard it anyway.

He looked down, quiet for a moment, before lifting his eyes again — and this time, they were filled with something that made your heart skip.

Chifuyu:

"Because I couldn’t forgive myself if anything ever happened to you."

He exhaled slowly, voice barely above a whisper. “You matter to me more than anything else. More than this fight, more than the gang… more than my own life.”

You felt your chest tighten.

He reached up, brushing a wet strand of hair from your face, then let his hand linger on your cheek.

His touch was gentle. Careful. Like you were something fragile he’d been too afraid to hold.

You:

"Then stop fighting alone. Let me in. I can take the risk... just don’t shut me out again."

His brows furrowed, overwhelmed — and then something in him finally gave way. Chifuyu leaned forward slowly, his forehead resting against yours. You could feel his breath against your skin, soft and ragged.

Chifuyu:

"You really want to stay by my side? Even with everything that comes with me?"

You (whispering):

"I already am."

And just like that, his lips met yours — hesitant at first, then deeper, more certain. The rain fell softer now, as if the world was holding its breath. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer, anchoring you to him like you were the only safe thing in the chaos.

In that kiss, you felt everything: the pain, the relief, the promise.

Because no matter what came next…

You had each other.

Blushes 💗

Heart connect to heart

CHIFUYU :

(Whispers) we are made for Each other 💕

Eyes fell in love

Words are stuck in mouth

The rain scattered

The scene feels so romantic ❤️

YOU: (blushes deeply) clears the throat and cannot control the eye contact

Chifuyu tracks his finger in the face and said see me (chuckles)

BOTH CHUCKLES ( BLUSHES DEEPLY )

SEE YOU ALL IN NEXT PART

BYE ALL IN PART 3

The kiss had ended, but the feeling hadn’t.

Your lips tingled, and your heart beat in a strange rhythm — both fast and calm, like you were floating and grounding at the same time. Chifuyu didn’t move away right after. His forehead rested gently against yours, as if pulling back too fast would break the moment.

Neither of you spoke.

The silence wasn’t awkward — it was sacred. The kind of silence that holds meaning. It felt like the world was letting you breathe again.

Rain still dripped from the eaves of the nearby buildings, but the worst of it had passed. You could hear the occasional splash of water from a puddle, a distant car horn, the rustle of leaves. But all of it blurred behind the sound of your joined breaths.

Chifuyu opened his eyes slowly, looking at you like you were the only thing that had ever made sense.

Chifuyu (softly):

"Did I hurt you… back there? When I went silent, when I tried to keep you out… I thought I was protecting you."

You shook your head, voice quiet.

You:

"You didn’t hurt me. You scared me. There’s a difference."

His lips curved into the tiniest smile — one that didn’t quite reach his eyes. You gently reached up and brushed your fingers along his cheek, feeling the warmth beneath the bruises.

You (whispering):

"But you’re here. That’s all that matters."

Chifuyu pulled you close again — this time not from desperation, but peace. His arms wrapped around you tightly, chin resting atop your head. He let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding.

Chifuyu:

"You’re the only thing that makes this fight feel like it’s worth it."

You closed your eyes, listening to the steady beat of his heart against your ear.

It felt like a rhythm you could follow forever.

After a few minutes, you both began to move — slowly, still reluctant to let go. He kept an arm around your shoulders, guiding you down the quiet street. You didn’t speak. You didn’t need to. The connection had been sealed in that kiss, in that moment beneath the storm.

Soon, you reached a small covered bus stop — just enough shelter to rest. Chifuyu gently sat you down, then plopped beside you, letting the cold breeze hit his face. His arm stayed behind you on the bench, fingers brushing your shoulder now and then, as if checking if this was all real.

Chifuyu:

"I’m not perfect. I don’t always think before I act. I mess up a lot, actually."

You (smiling):

"I know. That’s why you need me."

He chuckled softly and turned his head toward you. His eyes were shining now, not from tears, but from something deeper — admiration. Affection. Maybe even love.

Chifuyu:

"You’re dangerous, you know that?"

You (teasing):

"Oh? Why?"

Chifuyu:

"Because with you around, I actually want a future."

That hit different.

You looked away, flustered, but he gently tilted your chin back toward him.

Chifuyu:

"And for the first time… I think I might deserve one."

You leaned into him again — not for a kiss this time, but for the comfort of being with the one person who could make chaos feel like home.