synopsis: wherein you’re dating your brother’s enemy.
genre: fluff
warnings: slight manga spoilers, mention of a blade in chifuyu’s
characters: mitsuya, chifuyu, rindou x f!reader (separate)
(sanzu, ran)
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mitsuya:
“are you sure you’d rather walk than have me drop you off at your house?” your boyfriend, mitsuya, asks as he slows down his bike to a stop. one foot on the ground to balance the both of you as you stepped off.
“next time?” you replied, a small uneasy smile on your face, one that mitsuya didn’t fail to notice.
“but you’ve already said that last time, love.” mitsuya said quietly, eyes casted downwards and thumbs fiddling against the brakes of his bike. “i’m really sorry, taka… but i promise, next time for sure!” you say with a small smile on your face.
“...if it’s alright to ask, why do you not want me to-” “oi, oi, oi. what do we have here?” a familiar voice cut off your boyfriend’s question. you tensed, the sound of a baton slapping against a palm reaching both of your ears.
“a toman prick? in this area? and who do we have with him… wait- (y/n)?” you gulped before turning around and facing your brother.
“hi, ran.” you say, backing up enough to feel mitsuya’s warmth around you.
“don’t ‘hi ran’ me, (y/n), what the hell are you doing with him?” ran replied with a blank face, but you knew that he was seconds away from using that baton against your boyfriend.
“i was… out on a date” “what.” the tone your brother let out sent a shiver running down your spine.
you weren’t afraid of your brother per se, it was more along the lines of what he would do to mitsuya.
“we were out on a date.” mitsuya replied for you, pulling you behind him and going face to face with your brother.
“you bastard. do you want to have your head bashed in again?”
you could feel the tension between the two, you were about to intervene but mitsuya had already beaten you to it as he bowed down to your brother, shocking both you and ran.
“i have let go of what happened in the past, i do not care anymore. all i care about is your sister and i swear that i will protect her with everything i have.” mitsuya said firmly, eyes casted on the ground as he bowed before standing and looking your brother in the eye.
“that’s a promise.” mitsuya finished, a determined gaze radiating in his lavender orbs.
ran slowly let the baton fall to his side, a blank look on his face before he let out a “tsk.”
“you didn’t even let a fight break out.” “there is no need for me to physically fight if i know my intentions with your younger sister are true.” mitsuya replied, still not breaking eye contact.
you could only watch as your heart fluttered at the way mitsuya faced your older brother, the most feared delinquent in roppongi.
“tsk. say your goodbyes for today, (y/n), time to go home. i’ll give you 15 seconds.” ran said, walking ahead at a respectable distance before leaning against the wall, eyes on both you and mitsuya, ensuring no funny business were to occur like the annoying older brother he was.
“so that’s why you didn’t want me dropping you off to your house.” mitsuya says after a second of silence.
“taka, i swear it wasn’t because i was embarrassed of you! i was only-” “you don’t need to explain, love. i get it. i’m not offended.” mitsuya says placing a comforting hand around the small of your back. “if anything, i should’ve known. the name haitani isn’t unknown, especially if you’re a delinquent.” you sighed, letting your arms wrap around your boyfriend.
“does it change anything?” you ask quietly, “why should it?” mitsuya mutters against your hair, you smile against his chest before raising your head and placing a peck on his chin.
“oi! that’s more than 15 seconds, hands off before i get rindou to realign your boyfriend’s joints.” ran’s annoying yell cut the short moment between the two of you, mitsuya chuckled before placing a peck on your forehead.
“i’ll see you tomorrow, go ahead, love.” mitsuya said, walking you towards your brother who was waiting. he gave ran a small nod of acknowledgement before turning around and walking to his motorcycle.
once he was strapped in, he let out a tiny wave towards you before his engine revved then he was off.
when you know mitsuya has already left your vision, you looked at your brother with a tense smile.
“ran?” “hm??” “what do you mean by, ‘bash his head again’?”
shit. rindou was about to be the eldest.
chifuyu:
to say that chifuyu was nervous was an understatement. he was shaking inside, the bouquet of flowers he held was miraculously still intact despite a few fallen petals from the way his hands were shaking.
he was finally meeting your family, or the family you were currently staying with. the both of you have talked for so long about meeting each other’s families but with the events that occurred the past christmas hindered you from meeting him.
chifuyu was beaten and bloody during the christmas season, you’d rather not give your parents a heart attack when they see that your boyfriend could barely stand. so you rescheduled. and with that, a week has passed and chifuyu stands before your door with shaky hands and a nervous demeanor.
the blonde sucked in a slow breath before exhaling and pressing the button of your doorbell. the sound of the buzzer has never sounded louder than it has at the moment. he could hear soft footsteps from behind the door, he knew that it was you, but it did little to calm his nerves down.
“fuyu!” you smiled, and a flutter set off in chifuyu’s stomach. whether it was due to the warmth he felt seeing you, or constipation, he doesn’t know. what he does know is that he smiled back at you before pushing the bouquet towards you. “your favorite.”
“you really shouldn’t have, fuyu.” you say before standing to the side and letting him in, chifuyu excused himself before taking off his shoes and following you further into your abode.
“my parents will be joining us for dinner, and my brother just left his meeting. you came early.” you say taking a seat beside him on the sofa. “so it’s just us for now.”
chifuyu tensed up.
he was alone? with you? in your house?
alone with you?
before he could stop himself, he could feel the warmth of a blush forming on his cheeks and he covered his mouth with his hand to regulate his breathing. but before he could say anything, he was met with you who was looking at him with a knowing look.
“w-what?” chifuyu asked, averting his gaze from you, fixating them on his hands that were nervously twiddling with his thumbs.
“does being alone with me bother you, fuyu?” you say, in a quiet voice, face nearing his.
“no. it doesn’t,” chifuyu said, letting himself be pulled into you. you let out a small smile before cupping his face and running a thumb against the bandages on his face.
“you really should stop getting into fights. the bandages hide your pretty face.” you mutter before placing a soft peck on his cheek, one that he barely registered. chifuyu blinked at the girlish grin you gave him before he muttered a small ‘again’ to which you obliged, a little longer this time before placing another one on the bandage on his other cheek.
chifuyu could only bask in the affection and warmth you gave him, that he failed to hear the door open and footsteps get louder.
“what the fuck is happening?” the both of you jumped apart as you heard the deep voice of your brother reverberated against the living room walls.
in a flash, chifuyu was up from the couch and was pushed harshly against the wall, your brother’s switchblade pointed at his neck.
“seishu!” you screamed, standing up and placing a hand on the offensive item.
“you.. you bastard.” chifuyu snarled when he realized who was wrinkling up his collar (which he spent half an hour ensuring the ironing was perfect, but he would never admit that.)
“is the sprain on your ankle not enough, do you want more pain?” seishue said menacingly, tightening the grip he had around the fabric, the switchblade being strangled out of his grip by you.
“what the hell is going on?” you say, tucking the switchblade away and taking your brother’s hand off your boyfriend’s dress shirt.
“how do you even know each other?” you asked, keeping yourself between them, being in the middle of their fiery glares towards each other.
“he’s the annoying pest that wanted to kill our boss.” “idiot. we were there because we had to save your boss from his younger brother. get your information right.” chifuyu rolled his eyes.
“wait… you did these to fuyu?” your eyes widened as you looked towards your brother who could only scoff.
“the bastard had it coming.” “did you not listen to a word i said?”
“knock it off, the both of you.” with that both boys scoffed and turned their heads away from each other.
you sighed, pinching the skin in between your brows. “clearly there is a lot to unpack. but if you’re both going to fight, don’t do it here.” you say as you turn to face the both of them.
“now, if you don’t want to lose a girlfriend this night” you turn to face chifuyu, “and you don’t want to feel like an only child” you continued, facing seishu.
“i suggest you both have a truce, even if it’s only for this night.” you said before walking away to prepare dinner.
begrudging grunts of acknowledgement were heard from both males, you heard chifuyu mutter “this doesn’t mean i like you. i’m doing this for (y/n).” and seishu with a “right back at you, bastard.”
with a knowing smile, you rinsed the vegetables you needed to prep.
well that’s a small step into them getting along.
rindou:
“will you hurry up, the dock for the firework viewing will be crowded by the time we get there!” you say, pulling at your two-toned boyfriend.
“you say this as if they wouldn’t make space when they see me.” rindou mutters quietly, letting himself be dragged by your frame.
“i don’t need conflict for this day, rin! just hurry up.” you answered back, a sigh was heard from behind you but he did pick up his pace, albeit a little.
a sad sigh escaped you as you saw the mass of people around the dock, awaiting for the firework display. rindou tugged you elsewhere, leading you away from the crowd and towards a small landscape surrounded by trees where no one was in sight.
“you know… with the vibe you’re setting up here, i might assume you’re about to murder me.” you teased, rindou rolled his eyes, hand still clasped to yours.
“i might if you don’t shut up.” he said, slumping down a tree, you followed suit as your legs were side by side.
a comfortable silence surrounded you both as you leaned into his shoulder, sighing contently at the moment of peace that you both had.
“it still surprises me that you invited me to this.” you say, starting a conversation with the male beside you who glanced back at you then your intertwined hands.
“is it so weird to take my girlfriend out to the festival?” rindou answered back, you hummed in disagreement before raising your head from his shoulder. “not really, but i kinda expected to spend this night lulling my little siblings to sleep.”
rindou just let out a hum, the fireworks display was taking forever and in all honesty, he didn’t know how much more patient he could be. so to pass the time, he decided to ask you more questions about yourself because in all honesty, he just wants to hear your voice.
“well… i don’t know where to start, shouldn’t you know this already? seriously, what kind of boyfriend are you?” you joked, rindou let out a scoff before tugging your head back to his shoulder, his hand that was formerly intertwined with yours was not stroking the side of your head, lulling you to a state of comfort.
“just start talking… about yourself, about your family, anything. just wanna hear your voice” rindou’s deep voice said quietly to your ear. you hummed in acknowledgement before starting.
“well… i’m the second out of four siblings. my older brother is usually the one who takes care of our family, but i try to help as much as i can.” you say, as the gentle breeze brought about by the trees surrounding you slap gently against your skin.
“the other two are just small bundles of headaches.” you snickered at the thought. “but i love them, i really do.” you say in a fond voice that warms rindou’s usually stone-cold heart.
“do you wanna meet them?” you suddenly questioned, sitting up and looking at rindou’s lavender eyes.
“huh?” rindou couldn’t process what he heard. it wasn’t as if he didn’t want to, but he knows he wasn’t cut out for this. or he thinks he isn’t. even if he is a feared delinquent, it doesn’t mean that he knows how to handle a relationship.
hell, he was even lucky you said yes to dating him.
“nevermind.” you say with a small smile. “look, it’s not like i don’t want to meet your family or anything, bu-” “rin, it’s fine, i understand, really.”
because you did understand. after all, you haven’t been dating for long, and meeting the family is a huge step in the relationship.
but rindou knew how important acknowledging your partner’s family is, he could still remember the warmth that engulfed his being when he first introduced you to the most important person in his life, his brother, and saw that the both of you got along well.
“are you mad?” rindou carefully asked. it was laughable that the most feared delinquent in roppongi was reduced into a shy boy in the presence of his partner.
“not really, it might be too soon. but i know it’ll happen eventually.” you comforted him. rindou nodded, wanting nothing more than to kiss the daylights out of you for being understanding.
“so… what time do the fireworks sta-” “(y/n)!!” you were cut off by a familiar voice, the both of you whipped your heads around the source and saw a small body running towards you being flinging herself to your chest.
“luna? what’re you doing here?” you say once you’ve stabilized your hold on the little girl.
luna nuzzled herself further on your chest, her tiny arms wrapped around you. “taka-chan promised that if we were good, he’ll let us watch the fireworks!” your little sister giggled before narrowing her eyes to the male beside you.
“(y/n), who is this?” she gripped your neck tighter, as if she were protecting you.
“yeah, mind explaining what this is about?” you were so caught up with luna that you failed to realize your older brother was walking towards where you were.
“takashi!” you say, standing up, leaving rindou in a daze as he looked between you and mitsuya.
“it’s uh… i-..” you stammered, not exactly knowing how to explain the situation.
sure, it would’ve been easier to say that you were with your boyfriend but rindou has obviously expressed his unreadiness to meet your family. mitsuya quirked an unamused brow at you, his right hand holding onto your youngest sister, mana.
“he’s a-” “i’m her boyfriend.” rindou said, turning both your attention to him. by now, luna returned to mitsuya’s side and tugged mana a few steps away from the scene, not before muttering a quiet “his hair is weird.” which honestly made rindou a bit conscious.
“want to say that again?” mitsuya challenged, cracking his knuckles. you put yourself in between the two delinquents before facing your brother.
“taka… i know i should’ve told you but!” you tried finding words to say. “but what?” your brother questioned back, arms crossed.
“i told her i wasn’t ready.” rindou said from behind you, you turned around to see him stepping forward and facing your brother eye to eye.
“she brought up meeting you and your family, i didn’t want to at first.” he continued, mitsuya only stared back at rindou, waiting for the next words to fall off his lips.
“but now i realized how important it is to show my seriousness. i am haitani rindou, and i like your sister.” rindou said, not breaking eye contact. from the corner of your eyes, you can see luna and mana gossiping amongst themselves as the two males have a standoff.
mitsuya could only scoff. “and you expect me to believe that?”
rindou shook his head. “i don’t.” mitsuya tilted his head as if to say “then?”
“i guess i just need to show you.”
“rindou…” you said, heart fluttering at your boyfriend’s words.
mitsuya stared between the two of you for a few seconds before heaving out a sigh and shaking his head.
“bring her back at a reasonable time.” your brother said before turning around, you and rindou stared at each other in shock.
“what?”
“(y/n) is old enough to decide who she wants to date. and if she decides on you, i can’t change her mind.” he said as luna and mana held either of your older brother’s hands.
“the fireworks are about to start soon, we’d rather not be a third wheel on whatever this is.”
“takashi, shut up!” you mutter as rindou snorted a quiet laugh. mitsuya only nodded to the both of you before walking away with luna and mana waving frantically at both of you.
“bye (y/n), bye weird-hair!” luna yelled, you heard mitsuya chuckle before they blended in with the crowd.
you looked back at rindou with a small smile on your face.
“i… i just wanted to show you that i was serious about us. you had no problems with meeting ran so i didn’t know why i doubted meeting your fam-” he was cut off with a small kiss on his cheek. you felt rindou’s cheeks warm up as you pulled away.
“thank you, rin.” you said before carding a hand through his bi-colored locks.
“and for the record, i don’t think your hair looks weird.”
“shut the hell up.”
note: wow it's been a while since i wrote anything, so here's my writing debut into tokrev :DD i might make a part two (or three) but with different members, lmk if you'd like to see any!
synopsis: wherein you’re dating your brother’s enemy.
genre: fluff
warnings: steamy kisses in both parts (not that detailed), implied f!reader,
characters: sanzu, ran x f!reader (separate)
(mitsuya, chifuyu, rindou)
sanzu:
“haru, you have to go now.” you say as you pull away from your boyfriend’s lips. sanzu pouts as you push him away.
“but doll~” he whines, you let out a sigh. “haru, you know that we’re hiding our relationship from my brother, right? he’s about to get home in half an hour and i need to air out the room.”
“are you saying i stink?” you rolled your eyes at him. “don’t put words into my mouth and get out.” sanzu huffs, making himself more comfortable on your bed, his pink hair splayed on the pillows.
“what’s so wrong about your brother finding out?”
“haru… kakucho doesn’t like you.” sanzu snorts, a laugh getting stuck in his throat. “must you say it like that, doll?”
you shrug your shoulders, lying down beside him. “i don’t know what you did to piss kaku-nii off, honestly. he’s one of the most patient people i know.”
“i don’t know either, doll. don’t worry your pretty little head about it.” he says as he pecks your forehead.
“now close your eyes, i’ll leave before he comes home.” sanzu says as he wraps his arms around your waist, “‘bet he’s not coming home for a few more hours, though.” you clicked your tongue but closed your eyes nonetheless, trusting in his words and succumbing to the warmth your boyfriend gave you.
—
“what the hell is going on?” your slumber was harshly awoken by your brother’s deep voice inside your room. you jolted from your position, causing sanzu to groan and open his eyes.
“kaku-nii!” you stood up from the bed, eyes widened as you looked at your brother who stared back at you, arms crossed against his chest.
“i-uh.. it- it’s not what it looks like!” you try to say, wanting to punch sanzu for being so sluggish in his movements.
“then tell me what i’m looking at right now.” kakucho replied sarcastically.
“it’s uh…” “we’re dating.” sanzu interrupts you as he sits up from the bed and scoots closer to the edge.
sanzu barely got his bearings before kakucho grabbed him by the collar and pressed him against the wall, a gasp leaving your lips once you see that kakucho has a gun pressed right on sanzu’s temple.
“give me one good reason why i shouldn’t blow your brains out right now.” kakucho asked, pressing the metal harder on sanzu’s head.
“kaku-nii!” “stand down, (y/n).” kakucho replied, not even looking at you.
sanzu coughed, letting his hands fall on his sides, not struggling against bonten’s number three.
“it’ll be such a hassle to clean up her clean floors, no?” “i should’ve killed your smug ass when i got the chance.”
“kaku-nii, please stop this!” you say, pushing your way in the middle, your hand behind your back, intertwined with sanzu’s as your eyes were widened with fear.
“i said stand down, (y/n).” you couldn’t recognize your brother, it was unlike him to talk to you with his tone devoid of emotions.
but then again, he’s told you numerous times to never date his co-workers, and you did just that, his most hated one at that.
“nii-chan, i can explain!” you practically begged for your brother to stop glaring daggers at your boyfriend as you fully pushed him off, settling a distance between the two of them.
“explain.” kakucho pushed, you gulped silently, you can feel sanzu’s hands tighten around yours comfortingly as you try to find the words to say.
“haru and i have been dating for five months now…” you tread lightly. “and within those five months, you couldn’t have told me?”
“how can i? you hate haru.” “because i’ve seen what he does to women, (y/n).” kakucho said, glaring once more at your boyfriend.
“i’ve seen him enter a club with a woman then leave with a different one, you don’t deserve that, (y/n). i won’t let this bastard ruin your life.”
“kaku-nii…” you gulped, struggling to find the words to say, but thankfully, sanzu stepped in.
“i’ve stopped bringing girls around bonten for the past year. i courted your sister for seven months before she even said yes to me.” he starts and continues before kakucho could intervene.
“i stopped using substances ever since i began courting her because she deserves better and i plan on being the best for her.”
“i know how important she is to you because she’s your last surviving family and i respect that, but i fell for her and i too, want to keep her safe and protected.” he ends, you could see an unusual glint of seriousness in his eyes as he stared straight at your brother, even kakucho couldn’t recognize the man he was talking to.
“i love her and i don’t give a fuck if you kill me right now just to prove that.”
kakucho closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.
“i don’t fucking know what kind of curse you placed on my sister, but the minute you hu—” “i’d rather slice myself with my own katana than ever think of hurting her.” sanzu was dead serious as he said these words.
“i’ve been sober for the entire year and a half. i can even get tests to prove it, i’ve changed and it’s all because of your sister.”
kakucho still seemed a bit apprehensive, not wanting to believe in his co-worker’s words right off the bat.
“prove it to me.” kakucho finally says, being a bit lenient on the pink-haired male. you looked at your brother in shock, not believing that your boyfriend managed to sway his opinion.
“i will.” sanzu agrees, putting his hand out for kakucho to shake. it was quite hilarious, actually, this entire ordeal seemed like a business proposal as your older brother shook his hand.
“nice doing business with you, in-law.” “don’t fucking push it.”
ran:
growing up in a house with a recovering abusive older brother, overprotective younger sister and a younger brother that is clingy with you is something that you’ve grown used to.
being the second eldest in the shiba family was no easy feat, so to have a day to yourself was something that sounds nothing short of a blessing.
“can you check if that one blush we like is on sale? i’ll pay you back once you get home!” yuzuha calls out as you open the door to your house, you yell back an affirmative before shutting the door and walking away.
“where’s (y/n)-nee going?” hakkai asked as yuzuha flipped a page on the book that she was reading. “oh? nee-san? she went out to the mall, said she was going to check something out.”
“eh? no fair, i wanted to go to the mall too!” yuzuha hummed at the subtle whine the youngest shiba let out.
“i think you can still catch up to her if you leave now.” hakkai waved yuzuha’s suggestion off. “i’ll head in about 30 minutes, i still need to shower.”
—
your trip to the mall was nothing short of a disguise as you pulled away from your boyfriend’s lips.
“you could’ve just said you missed me, dollface.” you clicked your tongue as you pushed his face away.
“you’re the one who begged me to make up an excuse to my family just because you missed me.” you retorted. ran smirked before leaning closer and pecking your cheek. “well, that’s true. ‘missed you.”
you scoffed at the cheesy behavior your boyfriend showed. to be fair, it has been two weeks since you and ran last saw each other. you were too busy with your family and he was too busy running his club. but that didn’t stop your secret late night video calls, your daily good morning texts (even if he’d text you good morning at 3pm.) and even him having food delivered to you.
your siblings were none the wiser, but you do admit that there were times that you felt your heart drop whenever they walked into your room while you were in a call with ran, but they didn’t manage to catch up and you would deem it safe for now.
“doll, what did you want to eat?” ran asked as he intertwined your fingers together as the two of you walked away from the random alleyway he pulled you into before.
“anything, really, but i have to check on this blush product yuzuha asked me to.” ran hums absentmindedly as the both of you strolled around.
“hm? do you want to check before we look for somewhere to eat?” ran asked and you nodded. “sure, just so that we don’t have to think about it anymore.” you shrugged as the both of you headed to the cosmetics shop, making idle talk along the way.
“babe?” ran hummed, “can you go check on this product? i sent it to you, i’ll have to go to the other side of the store to see if my favorite concealer is on sale.” ran gave an affirmative but not before asking, “why don’t we just go together?” you replied with saying how you can save more time and have lunch quicker.
ran went ahead, comparing the products he sees to the one on his phone, his lips quirked up just a bit once he saw the product match the one on his phone.
he reached out, only to be intercepted by another hand.
“uh, excuse me, i need to get this.” the other person said, ran quirked a brow as he looked at him, the man before him looked familiar but he just couldn’t really put his finger on it.
“yeah? my girlfriend told me to grab this, so tough luck, bud.” he ignored the click of the tongue of the stranger but before he could get away, he was stopped by the stranger’s hand tightening around the product.
“you don’t understand–” “i really don’t care. i grabbed it first.” ran scoffed, the stranger then furrowed his brows at the man before he lets out a small gasp.
“you’re a haitani, aren’t you?” the aforementioned raised a brow. “how is that relevant?“
“you–” “babe, you got what we need?” maybe it was the wrong time to call out to your boyfriend as you entered the aisle, looking at the foundation in your hand before lifting your head up to see your brother and boyfriend gripping the same blush.
“hakkai?!” “nee-san?!” ran looked between the both of you before it clicked. hakkai wasn’t a stranger, he was your youngest brother. well, this was an odd time to meet the family.
“oh, shit. uh–” “nee-san, what… what is going on here?” hakkai’s blue eyes flickered to you and ran, trying to connect the bold dots right in front of him.
“don’t tell me…” “hakkai–” “nee-san, how could you?!” your eyes widen at the sudden boom to your younger brother’s voice.
“you know what that bastard did to taka-chan!” you blinked, not really knowing how to respond. sure, you were aware of the conflict that happened between your brother’s gang and your boyfriend’s, but to be frank… you didn’t care.
“right…” you nod slowly, not wanting to aggravate your youngest brother.
“does taiju even know about this?!” “i formally asked taiju to court her.” ran cuts hakkai’s ramblings off, hakkai’s eyes widened before furrowing.
“does yuzuha know?” “she caught the note in the food delivery ran sent…” you interjected.
“so i’m the only one left in the dark about this?” you stayed quiet, letting your brother go off a rant in the middle of the cosmetics store, before ran cuts him off.
“where are you going with this?” “i’m saying, you don’t deserve my sister!” “hakkai. that’s enough.” your stern voice cuts him off but he continues to glare at your boyfriend.
“honestly, i don’t give a shit on what went down in your petty little gang fights, but that’s in the past.” you start, “but the moment you talk shit about my boyfriend, that’s when i start caring, seriously, haikkai. do you actually think i’d be with him if i think that he’d mistreat me in any way?” you looked to both your brother and your boyfriend before snatching the blush that was now in hakkai’s hand.
“i’m going to pay for yuzuha’s blush, you two, sort whatever is going between the both of you because i don’t need a headache and i’m not responsible for your tension.” you say, turning around and walking to the register.
hakkai glares at the older haitani.
“you know, she’s right, right?” “i’m not playing your games, haitani. i know what you did to taka-chan.”
“i’m not trying to play anything.” ran sighs. “look, i even went through the whole process of courting her and —” “are you saying you didn’t want to?” “don’t put words into my mouth.” ran glares at him.
“i’m saying, i love your sister a lot and i wouldn’t put in as much effort as i did if i didn’t. and your taka-chan and i are fine. i literally just commissioned a piece from him last week.”
hakkai blinks, the revelation causing gears to turn in his head. “do you get it now? we’re all over it.” ran says, “even your taka-chan.”
hakkai clicks his tongue, not wanting to take ran’s words into mind but he remembers how mitsuya commented on the pieces he was working on, he said that it was for some roppongi hotshot. it clicked that it was for the haitanis.
“fine. but i still don’t like you dating my sister.” ran laughs at that and waves his hand away as he walks towards where you were.
“i mean it, haitani!” “yeah, yeah.”
ran places an arm around your waist as you looked at him with an unamused expression.
“how’d the talk with hakkai go?” ran smirked and winked at you.
“he’ll warm up to me soon.”
note: wow it's been a long time since i wrote one of these things,,, i hope i still managed to do it right lolz,, there are four more of these coming, i'm not sure when... but there will be more!
small ydh taglist: @siimp4youu, @inuiseishusan, @osalotte
hiii i luv your writing! may i request tenjiku! kakucho x haitani’s little sister? i remember reading rindou and ran’s character profile and their respected person being kakucho. it’d be funny seeing their reactions to him being a potential brother in law haha
haitani!reader x kakucho
synopsis: the haitani brothers find out that you’re dating their superior.
character/s: tenjiku!kakucho x reader
genre: fluff, a bit of crack in the end
warning: none!
masterlist
“oi, who are you texting, (y/n)?” the older haitani asked, trying to peek out of his sister’s phone.
“none of your business, ran! do you not know about personal space?” you say, clutching your phone protectively in your grasp.
“oh? are you hiding something from your big brother?” ran couldn’t help but be intrigued with your behavior.
you were often aloof to your brother’s antics, not even batting an eye when they come home drenched in blood and you’ve always been open with them. so why the hell were you acting so strange?
“too careless.” you hear from your side as the phone in your hand was ripped away and now on your other brother’s grasp.
“rindou, give that back!” you launched towards him, only to be stopped by ran who held you in his arms, indifferent to the way you were struggling.
“rindou!” you yelled, flailing around ran’s grasp as you noticed rindou’s eyes reading your screen, scrolling occasionally.
“you guys are assholes!”
“tell us something new, little lady. we raised you so you’re technically one as well.” ran teased before letting you go and scurrying over to your other brother to see what was on your phone, only to freeze at the sight of it.
“(y/n).” uh oh.
“what?”
“who the hell are you calling baby? and why have we not known this?!” ran practically screamed at you, you were taken aback.
ran has never used that tone with you, even when he was frustrated with you, so this was a new experience and in all honesty, you didn’t like it.
“i.. ran-” “rindou, tell that fucker to come to this address.” you didn’t like where this was going.
“better pray your boyfriend knows how to fight, (y/n).” “ran, you’re being ridiculous.” you start. “rindou, please don’t! i swear i’ll introduce you properly but please.” you try to dissuade rindou into following your older brother but it serves to be futile as rindou hands you back your phone with the instructions of ran sent to your lover.
“you’re coming with us.” ran said as he dragged you gently. you knew that your brothers were mad but they would never hurt you.
“it’ll pass soon, (n/n).” rindou said when ran was out of earshot as the three of you walked towards the location. “you know how protective he gets.”
you only sighed, knowing rindou had a point. ran basically protected the both of you ever since you were children. with no parental figure, he was forced to stand up as one and he’d be damned if he just lets you be with someone he doesn’t even know.
“i know but we could’ve discussed this in a mature manner.” you mutter, still a bit bitter on how the events have turned out.
“to be fair, you did keep this from us.” rindou poked, you only gave him a glare before the both of you stopped, reaching your destination where ran was waiting outside the gate.
ran only looked at you once, face devoid of emotions before turning to rindou. “alright. time to beat this fucker” “ran-!” he didn’t let you get another word in as he pushed the gates open.
you felt rindou pat you on your back comfortingly before the two of you headed inside as well.
“what the hell are you doing here, kakucho?” ran asked as he saw the scarred man sitting down by the cargo containers.
“what- what the hell?” kakucho questioned back, eyes firm as he looked at the braided haitani.
“i should be asking you that, haitani. why the hell are you-”
“you’re our little sister’s boyfriend?” rindou interrupted, catching the attention of both males who were having a staredown. kakucho’s eyes softened when he saw yours staring at him guiltily.
“ha?” ran went back to glaring at tenjiku’s strongest. he was prepared to fight, he didn’t give a damn if he was the strongest. to hell with that.
kakucho didn’t spare a glance at the older haitani as he noticed you walking towards him. ran clenched his knuckles as he sees you stick yourself to kakucho’s side, looking a bit sheepish
“uhm… so… this is kakucho…” “yes, (y/n), i know that. i work with him.” ran deadpanned. you rolled your eyes at the snarky tone your brother used. you felt kakucho’s hand crawling at the small of your back, rubbing gentle circles. he felt the atmosphere shift and knew this was the least he could do. after all, from all the stories he heard about your siblings, he knew this secret relationship wouldn’t last long.
“i’m assuming you weren’t the one to send me the message.” he says, looking at you. you shook your head in reply.
“it was rindou.” “i see.”
kakucho turned towards ran and quirked a brow. “so? why did you ask me to meet here.”
“we were supposed to beat up (y/n)’s boytoy, but we didn’t know it would be you.” ran muttered, rindou stayed quiet.
he has always had a hunch that you and kakucho had something. he always saw the way kakucho’s head perked up discreetly when they talked about you amongst themselves and how kakucho always seemed to be interested in their past memories.
it all made sense now, kakucho could give less of a shit on who the brothers beat up or who’s gang they defeated. kakucho only asked to find out more about you. sneaky bastard.
“and? now that you know. what now?” kakucho asked, ran let out a low huff.
“clearly we’re not going to fight you.” ran muttered. kakucho looked puzzled. he was expecting a brawl to happen but he was rather surprised with the older haitani’s composure.
“if (y/n) were to date anyone…” ran started, seemingly stammering over his words, he was too prideful to admit that he approves of the relationship. he believes that no man was worthy for his little sister but kakucho once again proves him wrong.
“we’d rather it be you.” rindou finishes his older brother’s thoughts. kakucho’s widened for a fraction of a second, a blush slowly rising to his face.
he didn’t know why gaining the approval of your brothers made his body warm, but when he felt your hands intertwine with his, a small smile on your face. he thought that he could take on the haitani brothers even if he dies just as long as you stay by his side.
“but.” ran interrupted the small feeling of bliss that kakucho was indulging himself in, he felt your hand squeeze his tighter, he squeezed back reassuringly.
“if i ever see her crying because of you.” he said, whipping out his baton. pointing it at your lover. “you best believe you’re as good as dead.”
kakucho only nodded. “i would never intentionally hurt her.” he promised.
ran let out a dry laugh before turning around. “we know. you’re too damn loyal for your own good.” before walking away. “oi, (y/n). let’s go, you’ll see your loverboy tomorrow.” ran called from behind his back as rindou snickered but followed ran outside.
you turned towards your boyfriend, a sheepish smile on your face.
“well… that turned out better than i thought it would.” you admitted, swaying your intertwined hands. kakucho let out a chuckle before raising your hands and placing a soft kiss on your knuckles. “it was bound to happen eventually, my love.” he said, you laughed softly, agreeing to what he said before cupping his face, thumb running over his cheekbone.
“i’m really happy we don’t have to hide anymore.” you say, kakucho smiled before nodding. “me too.”
“oi, (y/n). didn’t you hear what i said? we’re going home! come on before i ground you.” you hear ran’s obnoxious voice yell from the gate. you let out a huff of annoyance, causing kakucho to let out a small chuckle.
“you’re still alright with meeting izana tomorrow, right?” kakucho asked as he pulled you to his embrace. you nodded against his chest before pulling away.
“yeah, pick me up?” “of course.” he said before placing a kiss on your cheek.
“oi! bring the girl over here right now.” ran yelled, you could hear rindou telling ran off with a “you’re embarrassing.” to which they both bickered over.
“i’ll walk you there.” kakucho said, hands still intertwined with yours as the both of you took your time to walk, which only caused your brothers, mostly ran, to complain.
“i’ll see you tomorrow, love.” “ew.” “shut up, rindou!”
you waved goodbye to your lover as your brothers dragged you away. kakucho was about to head to the other direction when he heard rindou ask a question.
“seriously… with that haircut?”
“rindou, shut up!”
note: kaku's haircut timeskip >>>>> anw, i hope you liked it! i wasn't really familiar with kakucho before writing this so i hope i did his character justice!
synopsis: in which tenjiku tries setting you up... with your boyfriend.
warnings: none! romcom, i make fun of shion too much, kind of an open ending but there's a bonus in the end
wc: 2k
note/s: the necessary pibby tag @kakujis mwa i told you i had a kaku wip in the dms but i never said im dropping it today so surprise :DD
“ne, (y/n).” you turn your head to the source of the call, seeing kurokawa izana looking at you with a thoughtful look.
you hummed in question, replying to the gang leader.
“don’t you think kakucho looks decent today?” you tilt your head in confusion, turning your head trying to locate the scarred male. you let out a noise of acknowledgement.
“he looks the same?” you answer back. izana gives you his infamous ominous smile, one that you don’t know whether you were in trouble or you’ve managed to fall into his good graces. and you hope to whoever was listening that it was the latter.
“but doesn’t he look very… enticing to you?”
you give izana a look. “izana, if you want me to tell kaku that you lik–” “not another word.” “fine.” you huff, izana smiles once more.
“i think you and kakucho would make a perfect pair. you both serve me efficiently so i believe that you and him are meant to be.”
the look you gave izana was one for the books. “where are you going with this, exactly?” izana smiles and shakes his head.
“i’m only giving you a choice, and i think it’s in your best interest to take it.” you blinked in confusion. “i’m gonna need you to speak japanese because what you’re saying is starting to sound like filipino.” izana raises an eyebrow at the response.
you sigh, “it means you’re not making any sense.”
izana laughs, pushing himself up from the crate that he sat on before dusting off his hands.
“right, i’m going on ahead and ensuring tenjiku is in top shape.” izana bids goodbye, walking away but turning his upper body towards you after some distance, the lower part of his coat swishing with the wind, making the scene much more dramatic than this was intended.
“just think about it, okay? i’ve seen the way my servant looks at you.”
“stop calling him that, we both know you care for him as a younger brother!”
he waves his hand with his back turned to you, walking away. “would you look at that, i can’t hear you anymore.”
“izana!”
after that very weird encounter with izana, you continued on with your week, trying not to think much of it.
“oi, (y/n)!”
you look back and waved at the new company. it has been three days since then.
“oh hey, ran.” you smile as he catches up to your pace, walking alongside you.
“do you have any plans today?” you shook your head. “‘m gonna head home, i think i can still cook something for dinner, why?”
“join tenjiku and i for dinner tonight, our treat, come on.” “eh? you don’t have to do that.” ran shakes his head with a smirk, “no seriously, izana told me to fetch you, said he wants to talk to you about something.“
you were beginning to get confused, sure you and izana were somewhat on decent terms but you don’t really expect to be having dinner with him or his little gang buddies, but who were you to say no to free food?
“where?” “some ramen place by the corner of this block.” ran slings an arm around your shoulder, luring you into the inside of the street.
“do i have a choice in this?” “depends if you want some rando to get beaten up by izana because you didn’t follow his orders.” the both of you laughed before you agreed, letting him lead you to the ramen shop.
once you both enter, you see izana and his heavenly kings in one booth, discussing amongst themselves. when rindou catches sight of you, he waves ran over and you can see the way rindou’s eyes kept flicking to the side, as if he were nonverbally telling ran something, and with the way those siblings worked, you wouldn’t be surprised if they did.
“ah right.” ran clasped his hands together before smirking. “there’s only one chair left so you’ll be separated.” a frown enters your face. why bother inviting you over if they’re just going to isolate you?
before you could voice out that you’d rather just head home and eat in the comfort of your own home than eat alone in public, you hear a deep voice apologize from behind you.
“sorry, i’m late.” izana tilts his head, the usual smile plastered on his face.
“it’s not like you to be tardy, kakucho.” you turn around to see the aforementioned standing behind you, a smile unintentionally enters your face, not slipping under tenjiku’s sharp eyes.
“oh? it looks like a booth just opened up.” it didn’t. mochi was just saving the seat for when you and kakucho arrived but you didn’t need to know that.
without another warning, you and kakucho were pushed into a booth by muto and shion, a goofy smirk on shion’s face was made evident when he pushed kakucho to sit in front of you.
kakucho, being caught off guard almost throws a punch but luckily his mismatched eyes caught sight of you looking at him and all plans to carve shion’s face in disappears.
“enjoy.” was all muto says before the two of them go back to the booth that the other tenjiku members were occupying.
once the two of you were alone, you gave kakucho another look before giving him a smile.
“hey.” you greet. kakucho nods in acknowledgement, lips subtly quirking up.
“hey.”
look. rindou wouldn’t call himself a nosy person– that’s a lie, he and his brother eat gossip up for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, maybe even as a snack. but he isn’t nosy, he swear. (he has an innate talent of making himself seem indifferent.)
“ne, kakucho.” rindou asks as he sets down the dumbbell with a grunt. kakucho, who was working on bench presses, huffed out a reply. why he didn’t bother putting down the weight was beyond rindou.
“what do you think of (y/n)?” kakucho puts down the weight he was pressing as he sits up, “where is this coming from?” rindou plays it off cool as he sips his bottle of water.
“dunno, just thought i’d ask. she seems to be hanging out with tenjiku often. just wanted to know what your thoughts were.” kakucho looks at rindou warily. “you know she has a boyfriend, right?”
rindou did not know that. his eyes widened, he looked as if he wanted to ask kakucho for more information but kakucho was already preparing to do his next workout.
rindou will ask later, for now, he whips out his phone and messages ran.
[aniki, you won’t believe what i just found out.]
to say the next tenjiku intervention was annoying would be an understatement.
you’ve got all the heavenly kings’ eyes on your every move, trying to decipher out who your boyfriend was. at first, it was honestly quite funny having mochi converse with you and try to get you to talk about your love life– he failed.
next, you had shion try to woo you into his charms and that didn’t work, although the slap mark he presented when he walked around the warehouse was hilarious.
hell, even izana tried to find out who your boyfriend was, but in the end, it was for naught since he realized that he doesn’t need to ask you. he can just ask his servant himself.
“kakucho.” “yes?”
“who’s (y/n)’s boyfriend?” kakucho looks at izana with a blank expression before he focuses his attention on his phone.
“i’m not the person you should ask.”
having enough of the secrecy, it was ran who concocted a plan to find out who your boyfriend was.
it wasn’t as if they really cared that you were in a relationship, but they’ve dug so far out that they want to see something come out of it— read: they did not want to admit that they were bored and really curious to know. so they resorted to their last plan.
follow you around.
“madarame i swear if you won’t stop breathing down my neck–” “maybe if you give enough space, you’re taking it all you fucking gorilla–“
“rindou, are you sure that this is where (y/n) will be?” ran whispers, ignoring the chaos happening in the background. rindou nods, “saw it on (y/n)’s phone. the contact name was a heart but i didn’t manage to see the contact picture.”
they hear a huff from behind them, muto was squished between the squabbling mochi and madarame, he was this close to knocking their heads together just to shut them up.
“could’ve saved us a lot of trouble than having to stand and hide here for the past hour. why do we have to hide anyway? isn’t this still considered tenjiku’s terf?” muto’s question was left unanswered as the ran shushed everyone when he heard the door open.
the soft pitter patter of your feet was heard as you walked in further in the warehouse. they held their breaths, as another heavier pair of footsteps contrasted against your own.
rindou peers from one of the crates, squinting at his very best to figure out who you were with.
“what?! what do you see?” shion harshly whisper yells, if your ears were any sharper, you would’ve realized that you and your boyfriend were not alone.
“shion, shut the fuck up.” ran drags him by his hair and situates himself to where shion has just been.
“what do you see?”
rindou squints more, “can’t see them properly, but the guy is wearing a hoodie, the hood’s up. can’t see him properly but he’s built nice.” blinks and silence.
rindou glares at his colleagues. “what? it looks like he works out.”
“you got everything you need, baby?” they hear your voice ask, they all quiet down. waiting to hear your mystery man speak, hoping to at least hear his voice for further research.
it seems like your boyfriend only gave you a nod because they heard your voice once more, asking if he was ready to leave.
“wait.” your boyfriend whispers to you. your hand tightly held with his. “we’re not alone.”
before you can ask what he meant, you were startled when he let go of your hand and threw a wooden box to the metal crates where the rest of the tenjiku members hid.
they winced at both the vibration and the sound of the metal being hit.
“whoever you are, you have a minute to get the fuck out of here before i beat you up.” jaws were dropped by the tenjiku members once they realized who the voice belonged to.
it was ran who walked out first, wanting to confirm who your boyfriend was. the rest of the members barrelled out once they heard ran say,
“kakucho, you fucking bastard.”
bonus, before the revelation:
“babyy.” you whine as you stretch in kakucho’s embrace. kakucho smiles at you, mirth in his eyes as he drops his head down and presses a quick press on your forehead.
“izana was trying to get us together.” kaku huffs out a laugh, “i’ll tell him about us next week.” you nod, arms tightening around him as you find comfort in his embrace.
“the haitanis were acting weird too. i think i caught rindou looking at my phone when your text notified.” kakucho listened to your voice, rambling about how tenjiku was acting weird ever since they found out you had a boyfriend.
well, kakucho did tell rindou that you had one, but kakucho never denied that it was him. rindou never asked anyway, so he technically didn’t do anything wrong.
“you’re okay with them finding out that you’re with me, right?” kakucho asks, wanting assurance.
you cup his hands in response, pressing a soft, yet sweet kiss on his pouty lips in response.
“you’re all that i could ever ask for and more, kaku.” kakucho smiles, feeling undeserving of your love yet still holding you tight that he never wants to let go.
not that he’d let you go, either.
if his friends– or colleagues find out, who cares? he’d keep you private but he’d never deny you. too bad they didn't just ask, though.
note/s: gasps. two fics in one week? this is so not like me (let's enjoy my fic spurts while we can)
.✦ ݁･˖ ℛ.𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 ݁･✧˚. would stay inside his pretty wife, forever if he could. 𝟏𝟖 + 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈 ꒰Fem!reader ⋮⋮ Trueform!Sukuna ⋮⋮ p in v ⋮⋮ c-pied ⋮⋮ belly bulge ⋮⋮ intimate sex ⋮⋮ kissing꒱
Sukuna’s chamber was dim, lit only by the faint glow of a single oil lamp that burned low on the far table. The faint glow of flickering flames danced across the wide futon. You're laying on your back in the center of the silk sheets, thighs spread wide around Sukuna’s powerful hips.
The weight of him presses you deep into the bedding, four massive arms caging you in, four crimson eyes stay locked on your face with an intensity that steals your breath with every passing moment.
One of his massive cocks fills your cunt, stretching you open so completely that every tiny shift of his body sends jolts of overwhelming fullness through you. He's been inside you for so long that you've lost all sense of time.
It feels like hours his cock has been keeping you full, letting you feel every inch of him. The burn in your muscles deepening with every breath. Your legs tremble from holding the position you're in.
Sweat cools on your skin. Tiny droplets tracing paths down your sides. Yet the heat radiating from Sukuna wraps around you like a living flame, keeping you warm, while his first cock rests heavy and thick against your tummy. Its warmth seeping into your skin where the fat head is nestled perfectly in the soft dip of your navel. Thick, sticky precum dribbles steadily from the slit, filling that little hollow and spills over where the taut skin beneath your belly grows warmer from inside out. The sensation makes your breath hitch.
You can feel the way your own pussy drips around his second cock, sweet juices soaking his girth and the sheets below with every flutter of your walls. Sukuna felt every little pulse, every flutter of your walls around his massive length. Your cunt's molded itself to him now, gripping him tightly and welcomes him deeper with each subtle shift as you clench helplessly around his massive length, pulsing and squeezing as if trying to pull him in even deeper.
Your fingers are fisted tight in the silk sheets, knuckles white, the fabric's scrunched up in your palms so hard that if you let go, the imprints of your grip would remain. Every muscle in your body felt deliciously sore already. The kind of ache you knew would linger tomorrow and remind you exactly who had claimed you so thoroughly.
Sukuna moves with aching gentleness. He fucked his cock into you slowly. Just a little more with each rock of his hips, pushing a little deeper, then easing back only to press forward again. Every thrust paired with a tender-rough kiss to your neck. He's sucked purple kisses into your skin, marked you as his, over and over again, he can’t help himself.
This was one of those long nights, where he had you right where he wanted you. His version of making love to his sweet wife involved this slow worship. He kissed your beautiful skin. He felt your warmth and revelled in the pace of your heartbeat under his palm. The way your blood circulated throughout your body hypnotized him. It captivated him completely alongside the tight constricting heat of your cunt around his cock.
Wet squelches were significantly audible now, sopping wetness that flowed out thickly from your cunt, made them most prominent in the quiet room. He loved those lewd noises. He loved the scent of you even more. The warm salt of your skin. The sweetness of your hair and the sweet, heady aroma of your arousal that hung thick in the air around you both. His eyes traced every detail of you.
The heat across your cheeks. The way your lips trembled. The subtle sheen of sweat making your breasts glisten. He noticed how your nipples peaked in the cool air, noticed the rapid rise and fall of your chest. The soft thrumming of your heartbeat under his fingertips calmed him. Love made him drink in all of it. You were his. Utterly and perfectly his.
By now, you started to whine as the pressure built unbearably.
“s'too much...haaah...Sukuna-” The words left your lips high pitched and dazed. Voice coming out soft and breaking on little incoherent babbles when another slow thrust nudged his thick cockhead against that deep, sensitive gummy-soft spot inside you.
Sukuna shushed you gently, lips brushing your ear. “Shh, little wife. I know. I know it stretches you so full. But you are taking me so well. Just a little more. Let me feel you.”
His crimson eyes drank in every detail of your face, the way your lashes fluttered, the way your lips parted on little gasps as he rocked into you more intentionally but tenderly. He knew he was big. Everything about him was. He always tried so hard not to overwhelm you. Yet the stretch of his huge cock already did that. Your body always tried its hardest to take him. It fluttered and clenched around him. You wanted to cum.
The need to is excruciating but his resilience held him back from fucking you roughly. He wanted to savor you first and only then he'd make sure to fill you full with his cum, and leak him for days. Pump load after load into you and watch your lower tummy swell with him. It was always so much. It always had been and always will be.
Right now, he savoured you. You kept taking him deeper and deeper, then his gaze left your face. He looked down at your body, eyes focused on your breasts. The slight movement of them every time you heaved for air entranced him.
The way Sukuna took his time was excruciating. One of his lower hands trailed from your shoulder down your sweat-slicked skin, cupping the soft weight of your breast. He stroked it tenderly, thumb brushing over the nipple before pinching it lightly and tugging the stiff bud. It grew firmer instantly under his touch, so sensitive and soft.
You arched with a quiet cry, and Sukuna groaned low in his throat as he leaned forward to capture your nipple between his lips, mouth closing around it tenderly as he sucked gently at first, with slow devotion. Then harder, tongue swirling and teasing around the taut bud while his hips continued those shallow, devastating thrusts.
Pleasure coiled tighter inside you. Slowly, his hands moved down, two big palms finding purchase on your soft curves. His eyes followed the expanse of your body as he gripped your waist lightly, both thumbs pressing on the swell there, his first cock still resting on your lower tummy, smearing thick, warm precum on your skin.
He massaged the sticky mess, thumbs rubbing slow circles on your bloated lower tummy. Feeling his other cock under your skin, shift as he moved and began fucking into you deeper with purpose, now that he had a proper hold on you. Pulling you down on his cock to meet his thrusts.
You cried out. It felt so good, yet it was too much. The fat tip of his cock meeting the puckered tight entrance of your cervix, bullying it sweetly. More and more, it yielded gradually. You felt him so deep. So impossibly deep. Body trying so hard to take him. Your walls fluttered and clenched, milking his thick cock with every movement. The pressure built inside you, excruciatingly perfect, until it finally broke.
The intensity crashed over you. You came hard, body shaking as your pussy milked his cock with powerful spasms. Sweet juices gushing around him. Sukuna's control finally snapped. He held you tighter, four arms wrapping around your trembling body as he fucked into you with desperate, deep strokes claiming you completely.
His second cock rubbed hot and heavy against your tummy, smearing more precum across your skin. With a guttural growl he buried himself to the hilt and came. Heavy pulses of thick cum flooded the narrow channel of your cunt. So much of it. Your lower belly swelled visibly with the warmth of him. You felt every spurt, every throb, walls milked him greedily, drawing out every drop as he emptied himself inside you.
He stayed buried deep, arms cradling you close while the last tremors ran through both of you. His forehead pressed to yours. Crimson eyes soft in the dim light as he looks at you with something close to wonder.
“My perfect wife,” he murmured, voice rough and low. One hand stroked your swollen tummy, he pressed gently feeling the evidence of his release there. “So full of me. So good for me, always.”
You whimpered softly. Your cunt still fluttering around his cock. Yet you smiled up at him, arms wrapping around his neck. Sukuna kissed you slow and sweet, savouring the taste of your lips. The warmth of your breath. The way your body yielded so completely to his. He noticed the way your lashes brushed your cheeks when your eyes closed. He noticed the faint tremor in your thighs still wrapped around him. Noticed how your pulse slowed under his palm. Every detail etched itself into him. His wife. His light in the endless darkness.
He would stay like this for a while longer, still warm against and inside you, savouring every pulse, every shared breath, every quiet moment where the King of Curses could simply hold his beloved wife and feel utterly at peace. Outside, the night continued on. Inside, wrapped in each other, time held no meaning. Only love and the burn of pleasure remained.
i tried to pick the characters which would match with the original tweets, there’s not many as i kinda gave up scrolling through twitter! if you want more just comment. enjoy!
abit of a heads up the users for them i came up with i deadass had no clue what to put😁 i also dont like takeomi much so i dont know if his tweets suit him or not, ive never cared to really dig into his character if that makes sense.
and the trailer for season 4 came out today!! its official season 4 is going to be released in october im so excited!
Everyone's bad at something. Even our Tenjiku boys.
(200 words)
Featuring: Izana, Kakucho, Rindou, Ran, Shion, Mucho, and Mocchi
Ran, who can't carry a tune in a bucket. It doesn't stop him from singing in the shower at the top of his lungs. Rindou has considered moving out on several occasions.
Rindou, who is bad at remembering birthdays, even his own. Ran has had to remind him every year. For the past ten years.
Izana, who is awful at asking for help. Whatever it is, he'll do it himself. Even if it takes ten times as long.
Kakucho, who can't lie to save his life. His face won't betray him. He's too controlled for that. But the half-second where he becomes a little too controlled? Everyone who matters sees it.
Shion, who damn near burned down the kitchen after watching three episodes of Great British Baking Show. He thought soufflé looked "easy enough." Izana banned him from being within ten meters of the oven.
Mucho, who can't keep a gift a secret. A birthday present for you? He's already texting "where are you" as he's leaving the store with the gift bag in his hand. Two weeks before your birthday.
Mocchi, who absolutely sucks at small talk. His reply to "Crazy weather we're having, huh?" is an immediate "Thanks, you too."
Tagging @plebbypebblepleb for the little bit of Rindou fluff! There will be more! 😉
sneaking up behind your husband naoya and planting a smooch on the sensitive nape of his neck, just for him bristle like a jumpy cat. he whips around, snarling, “what the fuck was that?”… later on, right in the thick of systematically destroying your guts, his large hand migrates from groping your tits to wrapping around your windpipe, giving it an absent squeeze as he luxuriates in the feeling of your cunt milking him. gently, he brushes your sweat-damp hair aside, before sinking his teeth vindictively into that exact same spot on your neck. petty ass bitch that he is.
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