Pairing: Mitsuhide x MC (Reira)
Prompt: “I love you. Please don’t go.”
Summary: Their mornings weren’t always peaceful, not with the constant dangerous missions and the war that always threaten to separate them.
a/n: T+, canon verse, spoiler-free, flangst~ because I’m currently dying for Mitsuhide’s route haha.
In the crack of dawn, two bodies laid bare under the sheets in Mitsuhide’s chambers, wrapped up in each other and limbs tangled together as if neither could bear to be apart for a second.
Azuchi castle would soon come alive along with the golden light of the morning sun, and today the Oda forces would march into another war whilst Mitsuhide himself had another dangerous mission on his hands. No one could predict how long a war or a mission would last, not even Mitsuhide. He might be able to calculate possibilities but not fate, not destiny.
Mitsuhide had been awake for some time but he did not move to avoid waking her up. His mind filled with the war strategies and the mission that had to be done, yet he could not resist to stare down at her and allow himself to relish in the blissful moments.
Reira stirred, eyes fluttering open, “Mm..”
Once their gazes met, his lips curved into a soft smile, “Are you awake, my little mouse?”
“Mitsuhide..” Though as her body shifted, she realized how bare she was and the crimson blush creeping up on her cheeks. “Um.. I am.”
Her hand was pulling the sheet upward to hide the rest of her exposed skin, she was aware that her upper body was not as covered as she would like to, but Mitsuhide put a stop on it, seizing her wrist and looking at her adoringly.
“No, do not cover yourself just yet. Allow me to adore you for a little longer.” His smile was much more suggestive by now. “The night might be able to hide your beauty in its barest form, but now that I am able to be appreciative— ”
“Admit that you love being teased.”
“No, I don’t.” A pout on her lips as he looked up to him for some moments then all of a sudden, she smiled teasingly. “Perhaps.. Only if it were you.”
“It’s come to this, hm? The tease is being teased?”
Reira grinned, burying her face in the crook of his neck, “I learned from the best, all those torturous teasing you did certainly wasn’t a waste.”
Mitsuhide laughed cheerily, the genuine laugh that she always appreciated since it did not happen too often.
“Summer mornings tend to be warmer but if by chance you are feeling cold..” He murmured while playing with her hair, twirling the loose strands between his fingers.
Reira smiled at the realization how he was as reluctant as her to leave each other’s side. “You’re keeping me warm so this is more than enough.”
If only she could have this moment forever, just being in his embrace, his presence, listening to his heartbeats…
Oh, she certainly won’t survive a life without him.
The first glimmering rays of sunlight filtered through the shōji door, creating a warm glow inside the chambers — a sign that the morning sun had begun to appear on the horizon. She could hear the chirping birds and the distinct footsteps on the corridors outside. Everyone was preparing for war, it was a wake-up call that was inevitable, no matter how much she wished to avoid.
“As appealing as the thought of being here with you for much longer.. I must prepare myself, little mouse.” He pressed a chaste kiss on her forehead, slowly rising up from the futon.
Out of desperation, Reira rose up as well and circled her arms around his neck before he managed to stand up, pulling him back down to the futon with her, “I love you. Please don’t go..” She knew he had to go nonetheless, but a part of her wanted to be selfish even only for a short moment like this.
“You want to keep me here, all for yourself? That is quite bold for my little mouse.” Mitsuhide let out an amusing chuckle. “Behave yourself while I am away and I will give you a reward when I return. Plenty of them.”
Gently, he laid her down on the futon but instead of leaving her there, Mitsuhide devoured her lips with a kiss. Soon she felt his warm tongue caressing hers while her fingers tangled in his silver hair. He must have known what his kisses did to her, and yet kissing her so fervently in a time like this..
You’re a cruel, cruel man, Mitsuhide.
Never once did she let go of him, arms clinging to him for dear life; she wanted to plead, to scream: stay, stay with me, don’t leave, — please stay alive.
Because the harsh reality would force him to leave her side at any moment.
But.. Mitsuhide would return home, for her.
And he would vow, again and again: I love you. In life and death, I dearly love you. Always.
