Misaki AyuzawaXMale!Reader (2/2)

(A/N: there's mention of abuse and violence, but i dont feel like it really needs the mature content warning, just figured I'd put this up just in case!)


~One work day~

It was finally the end of Misaki’s shift. Stretching out her arms, she walked to the locker room to change and head on home. As she turned the corner, she caught (y/n) just pulling off his shirt, his bare back to her. The fact that he was practically half naked in front of her wasn’t what shocked Misaki, it was the scar that started at his right shoulder and ended at his left hip. She let out a loud gasp and out of reflex, (y/n) yanked back on his shirt.

“What the-!? Misaki!!?”

“(y-y/n) . . . . what? How?”

(y/n) was silent for a minute, then sighed deeply before saying, “Here’s not the place to be talking about this.”

She nodded and after (y/n) left through the back door, she quickly changed and joined him in a walk to the nearby park. He sat on a swing while she leaned against the set.

“So?” she asked.

(y/n) was silent before he began his tale, “When I was a kid, my dad’s brother was always envied him for marrying my mom. They all knew eachother, but she chose my dad over him. But then he died from a heart condition when I was little. My mom wasn’t working at the time and we didn’t have any other relatives that lived close by, so we had no choice but to move in with my uncle. It was just pure hell. He tried to ‘get it on’ with my mom and would abuse me in front of her in order for her to comply with his wishes. A few years later, she died as well. The doctors couldn’t really find a reason for her death, but their biggest guess would be that she literally died from a broken heart. After her funeral, my uncle became my legal guardian. He only keeps me for the check he gets from the agency, just spends it on his drinks and smokes, I practically lived off leftovers living with him, not to mention most of my clothes were stuff he threw away. That big scar I have, I was only twelve when he gave it to me, all for just accidentally dropping his beer bottle. It’s just been one huge nightmare.”

“So then, all those times you’ve come to school with an injury, that was from him!?” Misaki asked after (y/n) finished talking.

He nodded.

“Then why don’t you go to the police about this!?”
“My uncle and a bunch of his friends have pistols, I’d be dead before the police could help me.”

Misaki’s heart dropped.

“But about a month ago I caught a break,” (y/n) added, “He was drunk out of his mind and for the first time in forever, he left the front door unlocked. So I bolted. I ran and ran till I couldn’t run anymore. Out of exhaustion, I collapsed on the side of a road and blacked out. When I woke up, I found myself in a bed; it belong to this couple, we talked and they explained that they found me just lying there on the ground and they couldn’t just leave me there. We then agreed that I’d stay just until I became eighteen, you know, old enough to strike out on my own. So I decided to start earning and saving money, hench why I’m working at the cafe.”

A small smile graced (y/n) mouth, “Heh, the couple really treat me like I was their own son, it’s a pretty cool feeling. The lady said she and her husband had been trying to conceive a kid, but they’ve been unlucky. It’s too bad, they’re really nice people.”

Misaki found herself smiling along with him.

“Course, they really wanna adopt me, but that’d mean contacting my uncle and revealing what he’s done, I can’t put them in danger like that, not after everything they’ve done for me.”

“You’re a really good guy (y/n), and I’ll have you know I don’t say that very often.”

“Heh, I’m honored then Madam President. Look, you can’t tell anyone about this, I really don’t want any lives to be at risk just because of me.”

Misaki really wanted to object, but she knew this was a serious situation, so she said, “Ok then.”

After learning this side of (y/n), Misaki and him eventually got closer and closer. She also discovered that his gentleness towards woman was through his mother teaching him the way of a gentleman and his protectiveness from being forced to watch his mother suffer at the hands of his uncle.

Many weeks passed, and one day, Misaki didn’t see (y/n) at school. Thinking that he was sick, she went to work with without giving his absence a second thought. However, that all changed when Satsuki asked her where (y/n) was.

“He was supposed to be here half a hour ago, and we all know he’s very punctual.”

“Hmmmm, well, he didn’t show up at school either, mind if I go to his house and figure out what’s going on?”

“Sure, go on Misaki.”

After getting (y/n)’s address from Chief, Misaki took the bus to the location. Standing in front of a house, she knocked. A woman clearly in her late thirties answered the door, a handkerchief in her hand, already soaked with tears.

“Y-yes?” she said in a cracked voice strained from having cried for a long while.

“Uhhh, hello m’am. I’m Misaki, one of (y/n)’s coworkers.”

“Oh! You’re that nice young lady he’s always talking about!”

“He . . . . . talks about me?”

“Indeed he does.”

“Well, where is he? He wasn’t at school and didn’t show up for work.”

The tears returned to the woman’s eyes as she answered, “I wish I knew dear, he’s been missing since he left for school yesterday.”

“What? But I saw him at work yesterday!”

“What!?”

“M’am, do you know the address of (y/n)’s old home?”

“So then, he told you his story did he?”

Misaki nodded.

“Well, he made up not tell anyone, but this is an urgent matter, so give me a minute,” the woman went into the house and came back with a scrap of paper, a single address was written on it, “My husband and I asked for it for just-in-case reasons such as this.”

“Thank you m’am!”

“Should I . . . call the police?”

“(y/n) will probably hate us for that, but his uncle needs to pay for what he did to him and his mom.”

“Very well then dear, please be careful.”

“I will!”

~0~

Misaki looked at the run down house and back at the address. This place has got to be the saddest building she’s ever seen, and to think that (y/n) lived here for a good portion of his life just made her sick. Taking in a deep breath, and knocked on the door. A moment passed before a big, sloppy man holding a beer in his hand answered the door. He looked down at Misaki almost with disgusted and asked rather rudely, “What?”

“I-I’m looking for (y/n)!”

His look suddenly had a smirk, “In his room. All the way down the hall.”

Misaki entered the house, the smell of alcohol and smoke filling her nostrils. Holding her breath, she walked through the rooms of filth until she reached a door that was down the hall. Gulping, she grabbed at the knob and turned, nervously entering the room. When she saw before her practically made her heart stop. (y/n), on the ground, his hands handcuffed behind him, no shirt, gagged, and with fresh wounds all over him that looked to have come from a whip, a few already beginning to bleed.

“(y/n)!!” Misaki exclaimed. She removed the cloth from his mouth, but could do nothing about the handcuffs around his wrists. Sitting him up against the wall, she took his face into her hands as tears threatened to leave her eyes. The warmth from her hands jarred him awake, he looked at her with empty, pain-filled eyes.

“Oh my gosh, what has he done to you?” she whispered.

“Heh heh heh, better get comfortable, cause you two are gonna be roommates for a very long time.”

Misaki looked towards the door and saw (y/n)’s uncle at the doorway before he slammed it closer, the sound of a lock clicking was heard. Rushing to it, he tried to jiggle it loose somehow, but it didn’t budge one bit. Seeing that any attempts to get free is futile, she returned to (y/n)’s side.

“Not that I’m not happy to see you, but what are you doing here?”

“When you didn’t show up for school or work, I feared the worst. And after talking with your caregiver, I knew that my hunch was right.”

(y/n) sighed deeply, “Misaki, you really shouldn’t have come, he’ll never let you go now that you know what’s been going on here.”

“Don’t worry, the police have been called, we’re going to be fine.”

(y/n)’s eyes widened at this, “Misaki, what were you thinking!? Have you forgotten that he has a gun!? Once he finds out, he’ll kill us both!”

“O-oh, I’m sorry, I really wasn’t thinking to be honest, I was just so worried.”

With this new information, (y/n) staggered to his feet, “Well, it doesn’t matter. I’ll be dead before he tries to take a shot at you.”

“Eh!?” Misaki bolted up to her feet, “How can you say something like that!?”

“Heh, you really don’t get it, do you?”

“Huh? Get what?”

(y/n) leaned in close to Misaki’s face and without a moment’s hesitation, kissed her full on the lips. Her eyes widened in shock, however, not even the faint taste of blood from his mouth made her move away. (y/n) pulled away and looked straight into her eyes, “I’ve grown to love you, Misaki.”

Despite the condition they were in, Misaki’s face exploded into many shades of red. Before she could give him a response, the door opened and there was (y/n)’s uncle, a whip in his hand and on his belt a gun holster with his pistol in it.

“Ready for another round you brat? Maybe we can include your little girlfriend too.”

(y/n) positioned himself protectively in front of Misaki, “You leave her out of this!”

“Heh, don’t worry, I’ll treat her nicely~”

His uncle lashed out with the whip relentlessly, creating fresh, new wounds on his body. Misaki tried to help (y/n) by attacking at his uncle, but she only received a sucker punch to the face from him. After a while of this torture, police sirens were heard outside the house.

“Huh? Police? You brat!! You led them right here huh!?” (y/n)’s uncle drew his pistol, “You’ll both be dead before you can watch them put me behind bars!!”

In an instant, (y/n) threw himself at him and bit down on his uncle’s fingers, stopping him from shooting by making his main focus getting (y/n) to stop biting him. He punch and punched his face and head, but (y/n) showed no signs of letting go. All through this, Misaki banged on the door and cried out to the policemen. They soon broke through the door just as (y/n) was thrown to the ground, before his uncle could fire a shot though, he was instantly tasered and feel with a “thump”. The policemen retrained him and led him away. Seeing that his uncle was finally no longer a threat, (y/n) slipped into unconsciousness.

~0~

(y/n) woke a day later in the hospital. He blinked many time as the white lights slightly hurt his eyes that were just waking from their slumber. Some hair covered his eyes and when he tried to move one of his hands, he found that he couldn’t. Confused, he tilted his head to the side and find the reason why he was unable to move his hand. Misaki was seated in a chair, her upper body resting on the bed, with her own hand clutching his rather tightly, as if any sign of weakness would be the cause of him slipping away from her. Hoping it would wake her up, (y/n) gently squeezed her hand, luckily it did the trick, she woke up instantly and practically screamed out his name.

“(Y/N)!!!?”

“Morning Misaki.”

“Oh (y/n)!” she stood up and softly hugged him, minding his injuries. When she released him, he asked, “How long have I been here?”

“A day, the doctors said you suffered from a mild concussion due to your uncle beating you on the head. (y/n), lunging at him while he had a gun was the stupidest thing I’ve ever seen you do . . . . . . . but, I guess for that, I owe you my life, so . . . thank you for saving me like that.”

“Heh, anytime.”

“Oh, and well . . . . considering the other matter . . .”

“Eh? What other matter?”

“Well . . . . this,” Misaki sucked up her shyness and gingerly pressed her lips against his, making him go wide-eyed, but he quickly kissed her back to the best of his efforts. She pulled away, showing her bright red and embarrassed face, “I guess . . . I’ve grown to really . . . love you too.”

“Glad to hear it.”

~0~

A few more days passed before (y/n) was released from the hospital. His uncle, along with his trigger happy friends, were now serving lengthy sentences, his uncle for all the abuse he put both him and his mother through while his pals were put away for aiding him in the threats he made to (y/n), the couple that he was living with were made his legal guardians, and now he and Misaki had begun dating. After having met her family, (y/n) took note of the state her house was in, how it was basically just falling apart. So one week later, he arrived at their doorstep with a box of tools he had borrowed from his new dad. Misaki was stunned to say the least and tried to assure him that he didn’t need to do that, but he only responded by kissing her on the forehead and saying, “I gotta make sure my princess’s castle is in proper shape don’t I?” She blushed big time, her mother giggled, and her sister gave her a thumbs up.

“Besides, this’ll be good practice for me, gonna aim to become a mechanic after all.”

After having fixed the broken floor, cracks in the wall, the front gate, and some leaking sink pipes, (y/n) was woking on the washer machine when Misaki approached him with some lemonade.

“Hey, you thirsty? I made some-” she stopped herself when she noticed that he was no longer wearing the shirt he came in, having worked hard enough to start sweating, he figured that he’d work more comfortably if he didn’t have the now wet article of clothing sticking to his body. He looked up from his work and wiped his brow.

“Yeah thanks.”

He stood up and took the glass, taking a nice big swing from it.

“Ah~ That’s better. Thanks a lot!”

“No problem. U-uh, hey, you wanna stay for dinner?”

“Hm? Uhhh, well I don’t think-”

“We’d be more then happy to have you with us!” Misaki’s mom said from the other room, “Come on, think of it as payment for all this hard work, the least I can do I send you off with a full stomach.”

“Heh, I can never say ‘no’ to you can I, Mrs. Ayuzawa?”

“You know it!”

“Heh heh, sure then.”

“Since you’ll be joining us for dinner, please go shower, otherwise I wont be able to eat my food if you reek of sweat.”

“Awww, don’t be so mean Misaki,” (y/n) said, enveloping her into a hug.

“Oi oi!! You’re all sweaty!”

“That’s the point~”

“Oh gross!!”

~0~

After both teens had bathed, dinner was served. (y/n) ate very well, taking three helpings of everything.

“Man, I forget how big boy’s appetites can be,” Miss Ayuzawa said, handing him his refill of rice.

“O-oh, sorry about that.” (y/n) said feeling guilty.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it. Seeing you enjoy my cooking brings me much happiness.”

“Heh, everything’s delicious.”

“Thank you!”

Afterwards, when everything had been eaten, (y/n) lied down in the living room couch as the girls did the dishes.

“Whew, that sure was good.”

He only meant to relax a bit, having his stomach filled to the brim with food, but he was then taken over by a food coma and a while later was snoring softly on the couch. Misaki went into the living room and found him there sleeping peacefully. Seeing him like that, she couldn’t find it in her heart to wake him up, instead, she sat next to him and ran her fingers through his hair, enjoying this quiet moment.

“Man, you’re something else,” she said.

“Why thank you.”

She almost jumped out of her skin, not expecting a response from him. He lazily opened his eyes and looked up at her.

“Sorry, did I scare you?”

“N-no, not really. Did I wake you?”

“Hmmm, kinda, but I was already on the brink of snapping out of this food coma anyway, so don’t feel bad,” he reached up and tenderly stroked her cheek, “Misaki, I really owe you.”

“Huh?”

“If it weren’t for you going after me when I went missing, I probably wouldn’t be here right now. I mean, yeah sure, it was a bit idiotic for you to just charge into danger like that, but hey, it all worked out in the end.”

Misaki smiled down at him, “Me too. You really showed me that not all men are alike. You really did care for everyone around you, even though you weren’t showing it.”

“Soooooooo you have a more positive outlook on men now?”

“Hmmm, maybe a little more, but it’s not too much of a change.”

“Well, something is something I guess.”

She chuckled and leaned in close, giving him and upside down kiss. He slithered his hand to the back of her head and pressed her lips more firmly against his.

“Wow, never thought I’d ever see sis kiss someone like that.”

The couple fell off the couch in a fright.
“Suzuna! You should know better then to spy on people like thay!!”

“I wasn’t spying, I was just gonna say that mom wants (y/n) to spend the night and then I find you guys sucking face.”

“Suzuna!!!!!”

“Well, he has no choice anyway, she already called his parents and they said it was ok. Just thought you should know,” with that Suzuna left to her room.

Misaki sighed deeply, “I still can’t figure out how she can say such things with a straight face.”

“Your family sure is interesting.”

“I’ll have to agree with you on that.”

(y/n) sat himself upright and hugged Misaki from behind, “I hope one day we can have our own, interesting family.”

Misaki reddened, but then smiled and leaned back against him, resting the back of her head on his shoulder, “That’d be wonderful.”

Me smiled back and kissed her cheek, “I love you Misaki.”

“I love you too (y/n).”

Just then Misaki’s mother came in with some blankets there were meant to be used to make a bed for (y/n) on the couch, but upon seeing him cuddle with Misaki, she giggled and said, “Well, should I set up a bed for you too Misaki so you two can sleep together?”

“Mom!!!”

(y/n) only laughed, “Sure thing m’am!”

“(y/n) not you too!!”

Eventually they all laughed and Misaki did indeed sleep with (y/n) in the living room that night, both enjoying the warmth of the other, knowing that whatever the future may bring, they can conquer it as long as they have each other.



~Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply give you courage.~