Miritama one shots

by fimlover66

This will be a collection of random one-shots of Mirio X Tamaki. Right now I don't have it rated M, but that will change when I get to a smut chapter. These stories will range from fluff to smut, to angst, I'll let you know at the beginning of the chapter. Feel free to give me requests, I might just use them! They will probably all be from Tamaki's perspective or 3rd person.

8. Not getting out of bed(poem hc)

The morning was halfway over and Tamaki never came to class I wish I pushed him more this morning when he told me to go ahead to class and that he'd be there soon! "Togata!"

"Yes? Yamada-sensei?" I responded jerked out of my thoughts by our teacher calling my name.

"It's time to get ready for training, can you get Amajini... I'm really really just not good dealing with him when he's in one of his moods," he admitted.

"Of course!" I replied hurrying to his dorm.

"Tamaki? Are you awake?" I spoke gently for fear of disturbing him.

"Unfortunately," not good! He sounded like he was crying.

"Tamaki, I'm coming in," I open the door, and just as I feared the lights were off, but I could still see from the light coming from the window. He was sitting curled up under his blanket in the back corner of his bed.

I sat down, next to him and he curled into me, and I kissed his forehead.

"Mind telling me what's wrong?"

He tried to start talking a few times, before pointing to his poetry journal, laying on the bed. "It's in there," his voice was weak and unsteady and it always breaks my heart to hear him like that.

I picked up the book found the newest one and started reading When,

It feels like
The world,
Is against you.
And there is nothing
, That you can do.

When,
What's expected,
Is just,
too much
To bere.

When,
You don't know
What you're doing.
So it always,
Comes out wrong.

When,
You're at your wits' end,
And,
You have
No idea
What to do.

And,
there is no
End in sight.

And,
There is nothing
That you can do.

No way,
To end the suffering.

No way,
To ease the pain.

The pain.
The suffering.
That is stored inside

Only,
This overwhelming
Feeling,
Of shame.

Shame,
Caused by,
Your inability,
To function.
Your inability,
To get things done
. Things,
that should be easy,
But for you.
The solutions,
Are out of reach.
And your fear.

Your fear.
Of reaching out,
For help.
For fear,
Of their response.
For fear,
Of waisting
Their time.
For why
Would they,
Want to help you.
Why would they care.
About
me.

I let out a sigh. Ok, I knew that he was having some trouble in math, but I didn't think it affected him this much, but this is Tamaki, all problems are exaggerated and lumped together, it's just how his mind works.

I held my boyfriend tight as I spoke. "Tamaki, having difficulty isn't something to be ashamed of and I'm sure if you asked sensei, he'd help you, don't ever feel like your wasting anyone's time. Your amazing Tamaki, I know that you don't always see that but I do, and so do lots of other people!"

He raised his gaze to meet mine, and I brushed a lock of hair off his face, his eyes were still puffy from crying, it hurt me to see him like that. I planted a kiss on his forehead.

"As much as I would like to just hold you all day, I was kinda sent here to bring you back to class..." his response was somewhere between a whimper and a groan. "I know babe, but we need to get to class. Please, for me," I begged. And he started to shakily get off of me and out of bed.