Midorima Shintarou/Reader ~ EffortsMidorima Shintarou/Reader ~ Efforts by faline4
"_______-san. I like you. Please go out with me," said a certain green-haired three-pointer, his green eyes looking through yours with much sincerity and seriousness. After a few seconds, he broke the gaze he was sharing with you then averted his eyes to the side, his cheeks turning into a shade of pink. At that moment, Midorima Shintarou, the Midorima Shintarou, Shuutoku's shooting guard and former vice-captain and shooter of the Generation of Miracles, confessed his well-kept feelings for you as his cold, stoic and intimidating demeanor came crashing down, revealing a shy, awkward young man.
Of course, you couldn't deny that you couldn't possibly turn down this confession. You always wanted to know how it felt like when some guy asked you out and you got your wish. Plus, the guy in front of you is, well, cool in his own way. He's Midorima Shintarou for crying out loud! Also, you developed this small crush on him the moment you watched him play basketball at this match against
[Omiai] Midorima x Reader[Omiai] Midorima x Reader by gekokujougirl
You were living with Midorima Shintaro. He was 5 years older than you are. He asked you to live with him a year after your father died.
You met him at the hospital where your father was admitted for almost a year before he died. Midorima was the doctor-in-charge when your father passed away.
Your father is the only one left to you. Your mother passed away when you were young. And since your father is sick you have to stop attending the university to start working and at the same time attend to your father's needs.
He didn't want you to stop schooling, so you secretly processed it, and hid the fact that you have stopped schooling from your father.
You pretend to go to the university when the fact is that you're just going to the nearby coffee shop and working there as a waitress.
It was one day that your father again was having hard time that he noticed that you were staying longer to look after you father instead of leaving for your class...
"Your father is stable now, (name)-san." He
Lazy Sunday (ErwinXPregnant!Reader) CMIt had been a quiet morning, starting with whispered conversations in bed, half-awake kisses not finding their goals but tasting sweet nonetheless. Even as the two of you had lain there in bed, bodies ensnared and legs all tangled, you could feel the soft breeze that rustled the curtains. Your hands had found their mark, just along the juncture between his shoulder and neck, fingers rubbing the tanner skin soothingly. With the widest of smiles, he had lingered in your arms as long as he could, until he went off to make breakfast and serve you in bed. And now you found yourself there, in his arms and as snug as a bug.Lazy Sunday (ErwinXPregnant!Reader) CM by shihachii
The laziness of Sunday afternoons was contagious, ensnaring even your normally so busy husband. Though his shoulders had been stiff with stress, his forehead a permanent furrow these last few weeks, he was now half dozing in the cushy armchair your mother had given you. His arms were around you, long fingers stretched out around your engorged belly. His chin poked your sho