Takumi Fujiwara With An Overly Complimentive Crush

Takumi Fujiwara with an Overly Complimentive Crush

a/n: Ugh I totally wanna get Takumi all flustered and tell him how cute and pretty he is omggg <3

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Takumi had always been a quiet, unassuming guy. He wasn’t the type to seek attention or brag about his skills, especially when it came to his incredible driving ability. Most of his classmates knew him as the reserved kid who worked at his dad’s tofu shop.

That was, until you came along.

You, the new girl in town who instantly gravitated towards him since the teacher sat you next to him in class, had called him cute. To his face.

He normally didn't care for his classmates other than Itsuki and maybe Mogi, but you had a way of grabbing his attention.

You were very pretty, with your bright eyes and gloss-coated lips that always smiled so sweetly at him.

He couldn't help but look away, unable to meet your gaze with how flustered you made him.

You were the bright, lively presence that had somehow found a way into Takumi’s everyday routine. From the moment you met, you had a knack for making him blush with your constant compliments.

“Hey, Takumi!” you called out as you spotted him near the school lockers. Your voice was always full of energy, like a ray of sunshine bursting through the morning haze.

Takumi turned, a bit startled, and gave a small, shy wave. “Oh, hey…”

“You look so cool today!” you gushed, eyes sparkling as you looked him up and down. “I swear, you could be a model with that effortless style of yours.”

Takumi felt his face flush, his usual calm demeanor cracking under your praise. “Uh, it’s just my uniform…”

You laughed, clearly enjoying how flustered he was. “Doesn’t matter what you wear; you always manage to look good! Seriously, you're such a pretty boy.”

Takumi scratched the back of his head, trying to hide how embarrassed he felt, but he knew his warm cheeks gave him away. “P-pretty…?”

You nodded enthusiastically, your smile never faltering. "Absolutely! And don't even get me started on how talented you are. The way you handle that 86...You're amazing, Takumi! Like, how do you do it?"

Takumi looked surprised. "You've...seen me race?"

He had no idea you've been showing up to every challenge he's had since you first overheard his friend Itsuki bragging about Takumi to all the guys in class.

Of course, you only had to ask the guy for him to basically ask you out to each race.

(You would always politely decline, but didn't let him know you would be showing up anyways.)

"Yup! The last one with the White Comet of Akagi was insanely tense! I was so happy when you won!" You beamed, cutely raising your arm as a cheer.

Takumi looked away, trying to keep his cool, but your overall adorableness was seriously getting to him. "I mean, I just... drive. It's nothing special."

You shook your head, stepping closer to him. "It's not 'just' driving. You're incredible. I’ve seen you race, and you make it look so easy. You’ve got real talent, Takumi."

He glanced up, meeting your eyes for a brief moment before looking away again, his heart racing. "Thanks," he mumbled, his voice barely audible. "But I'm really not that great."

You laughed softly, the sound like music to his ears. "You're way too humble. But that's one of the things I like about you. You're always so modest, even though you're amazing at what you do."

Takumi didn’t know how to respond. Your constant praise made him feel shy, but at the same time, he couldn’t help but appreciate how genuine you were. He wasn’t used to this kind of attention, but he found himself looking forward to your compliments, even if they left him blushing every time.

You squealed, resisting the urge to reach over and smooch his bright red cheek. "I'm totally in love with you, Takumi! Seriously, if anyone else liked you, I'd be totally jealous!"

Takumi, flushed and speechless, didn't have time to process your blatant confession before it was time for class.

You gave him a wave before turning around and skipping away to your next class, leaving him absolutely flabbergasted.

He reached up and covered his face, turning to hide his face in the wall.

What were you doing to him...?

A few days later, you were waiting outside Takumi's classroom, your usual spot after school. It had become something of a routine for you to wait for him so you could walk home together. You were flipping through a manga, humming to yourself, when you felt someone approach.

"Hey there," a voice said, drawing your attention. You looked up to see an upperclassman you've never talked to before standing in front of you, a confident grin on his face. "Waiting for someone?"

"Yeah, just a friend," you replied with a polite smile, not wanting to be rude.

"Friend, huh? Must be lucky to have a girl like you waiting for him," he said, his tone turning a bit more flirtatious. "So, what are you up to this weekend? Maybe we could hang out?"

You were about to respond when you saw Takumi walking out of the classroom, his expression shifting the moment he spotted the guy talking to you. His usually calm demeanor darkened slightly as he took in the scene, his steps slowing as he approached.

You noticed Takumi's change in expression and immediately felt a bit worried, but also excited. You knew how shy and reserved he was, and seeing this total switch in his personality made your heart race.

Especially since it was so obvious he was jealous.

"Actually, I’ve got plans," you said, your voice hiking in pitch as you watched Takumi get closer.

"Really? What kind of plans?" the guy pressed, clearly not taking the hint.

Before you could answer, Takumi stepped up beside you, his presence making your face turn red.

"Hey," he said, his voice calm but carrying an edge. "Ready to go?"

The guy blinked, taken aback by Takumi’s sudden appearance. "Oh, hey, Fujiwara. I didn’t realize you two were, you know…" His voice trailed off, his flirtatious demeanor faltering.

"Yeah, we’re close," Takumi said, his tone neutral but his gaze steady. He wasn’t one to pick fights, but the way this guy had been talking to you had gotten under his skin.

You could sense the tension, and quickly stepped in, smiling up at Takumi. "Yup, we were just about to head out. Thanks for waiting, Takumi."

The guy hesitated, clearly not wanting to push further. "Alright, well, see you around," he said, trying to play it off casually before walking away.

As soon as he was out of sight, you turned to Takumi, a sly smile curled on your lips.

"Takumi," you sang, stepping closer to him. "Were you jea-lous?" You teased, wiggling your eyebrows.

The brunette pursed his lips and looked away, refusing to look you in the eyes as his cheeks pinkened. "..."

You gasped and practically had stars in your eyes. "Really?! Ohmygosh, that makes me so so happy!" You squealed, jumping in place with excitement.

You heard Takumi sigh before feeling someone grasp your hand. You stopped jumped and looked down, surprised to see his hand holding yours.

You looked up, only to see Takumi's flustered face as he furrowed his brows.

"Calm down, you're being embarrassing..." he mumbled before beginning to walk down the hall, tugging on your hand. "Well? Let's go. I'll buy you something from the convenience store on the way home."

You stood in shock for a moment before utter joy spread across your face.

"O-kay!" You chirped, a skip in your step as you began to walk alongside him, interlocking your fingers together.

"You're so cute when you're jealous!"

"...Whatever"

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