{I Can Read Emotions} Fuyuhiko x Reader

**Thank you to @-_trashbin_- for suggesting this ending! You got the most votes, so here it is!

Also this is the final chapter btw.**

Daytime came, it had been 4 years since Y/N and Fuyuhiko had been dating.

Today, Fuyuhiko had planned something very special, as did Y/N. The quiet morning shone on Y/N's face, as she awoke from her slumber.

They had graduated from Hope's Peak, with Y/N ready to pursue her career as a detective. She looked apon her messy room, papers filled with documents everywhere, a full trash can of energy drinks and dead pens.. but she didn't forget two things in particular - a ring on the counter, and her f/c gown, right on her dresser.

She had a date planned with Fuyuhiko, right at noon. Y/N groggily looked at the clock. 11:00am. Her grogginess quickly turned to alertness, as she scrambled out of her bed to change into her gown.

On the other end, Fuyuhiko was already dressed, a lovely tuxedo on, as well as a ring in his pocket. He was now the leader to the Kuzuryuu clan, embracing his insecurities, as Y/N taught him.

He went through his picture book of them together, the times he cried with her, the times he laughed with her, the times she cried to him.. and the time she taught him confidence. That was what stuck with him vividly.

**Flashback**

"So, it must be cool being the heir to a mafia clan. God, am I jelly~" Y/N joked.

"You don't know anything about my fucking clan, dumbass!" Fuyuhiko snapped at her.

"What's so weird about that? I mean, as scrawny as you think you are, I believe you've got guts. I believe you have what it takes to be a mafia clan leader."

"H-hey! The fuck you go and look into my mind without my permission!"

"Hehe.. I've known that part of you for the entire 2 years we've been together so far. VIVIDLY. I mean, come on. All you ever seem to think is that you're weak, but you don't want others to think that? Where's the logic?"

"Shut he fuck up and eat your shit. Stop trying to fucking imagine that you know who I am."

"Well, as far as I know, no one will ever see you as weak if you, yourself believe that you are strong. I'm not saying you have to boast about it, I'm saying anyone can notice it if you have a confident aura. Trust me, I know."

"And how the fuck would you know, miss Perfecto?"

"I used to be pretty weak-minded too."

"ARe YoU FuCKiNG SaYInG I'M WeaK MiNdED oR SoMeSHIt?!"

"Yea? It's not like I'm looking down on you though."

Fuyuhiko felt a pang in his heart when Y/N said that. She wasn't the type to say that without meaning, except when she's drunk or hungover.

"Anyways," Y/N continued. "I used to think I was really weak for having noodle arms. Everyone noticed that but me. Once I finally started to appreciate myself, others did too. I'm not saying you're weak minded, I'm saying you think you are, but you're not. So get your fucking guts and be strong! For me~?"

**Flashback End**

Fuyuhiko smiled to himself. He really did make the right choice with dating Y/N.

He closed the picture book and headed for his car. He got in, on his way to Y/N's house — of course, with a certain ring in hand.

DING DONG~