[keijisbaby]

welcome to keijisbaby !

— hey, i’m christina (20, she/her) and welcome to my little haven where i like to share my mediocre writing once in a blue moon

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˳✧ recent works:

— marriage pact w/ miya atsumu

— regrets w/ suna rintarou

˳✧ works in progress:

— against the tide w/ suna rintarou

[keijisbaby]

oh my god christina?? i feel like i haven’t seen you around in ages—i’ve missed you so much :(( saw you in my notifs and came here as quick as i could !! how are you bb (^_−)−☆

ryu baby i’ve missed you too !! i’ve been drowning in uni work (hence my inactivity 🥺) but it’s so lovely to hear from you!! how are you my love? i hope everything is going well for you <3

[cultleaderzukki]

peak intimacy: kissing someone’s inner wrist 

[timeaway]

I only need to be told im beautiful and loved 1500 times a day I think thats reasonable

[rogueninja]

maybe you should kiss a cat on its tiny little head then you'll feel better

[rinesei-deactivated20220129]

[ 5:59 a.m ] - MIYA OSAMU

“you ever sleep?,” you yawn, resting an arm on your roommate’s shoulder, looking at the screen he’s staring at - the time reading six a.m. he’s been studying all night. again.

”ya ever mind yer business?,” osamu answers, shoving you off, “yer up too, if ya didn’t notice.“

“hey, i just woke up!,” you walk over to the coffee maker, putting in some hot water, “but ya’ve been up all night,” you raise an eyebrow, “haven’t you?”

”whatever,” he mumbles, looking over at the piles of books, “leave ‘m alone,” -he picks up his textbook and waves it around-, “a’ve got assignments to do.“

”aight, grumpy ass,“ you scoff light-heartedly, stretching your limbs as you wait for your cup of coffee, resting your elbows on the counter. “ya want some?”

”how are ya so perky early in the morning?,” he turns to look at you, only getting a shrug in response. ”because i sleep,” you pick out another mug for him, “at night - like a normal person.“ pouring his share of the coffee, you set it down on the table, pulling a chair to sit next to him. you look at him carefully, observing.

osamu has always seemed interesting - from the day he’d moved in as your roommate, to now, when you’d say you’ve leveled up to friends.

his t-shirt is crinkled - the grey fabric decorated with some stains - probably something he was eating before. deep bags line the bottom of his eyes, the skin dark in contrast to his otherwise pale complexion. his hair are fluffy - in all their dyed glory; they look so soft, sticking out all over, messy strands falling onto his forehead - his signature put together look absent. his hair look like they smell good too.

you really want to touch ’em.

so of course, you being you, do exactly that.

“what are ya doin’?,” his muted voice speaks as you raise your hand to slowly place it on his head, your fingers extending.

”shhh,” you hold up a finger to your mouth, “just, hold on for a minute,” you tell him, grinning when osamu gruffs in acknowledgment, “fine.“

you stretch your hand nicely, running your fingers through osamu’s hair. it feels good, they’re soft — to be honest, you weren’t completely expecting them to be. after a solid five minutes, you‘re about to retract your hand - when his voice stops you.

“can ya-“ he hesitates, sighing as he sets down his textbook, “-do ya mind doin’ that a little longer?”

”sure,” you reply, walking over to the couch - osamu lets out an internal groan at the loss of contact, following you with his hands in his pockets, posture bent.

“c’mere then,“ you point to your lap as you sit up straight on the couch— perhaps trying your luck at flustering the man - which seems to fail as he simply obliges, placing his head on your thighs as his legs rest up on the couch.

you didn’t actually expect him to lay his head on your lap - you pause for a second, shocked, before he pulls your hand onto his head - making you resume.

“now yer choosing to be shy?,” his lips curve into a smirk on your skin, your hands moving to his forehead - almost instantly curing his headache and making him release a soft groan.

well so much for flustering osamu.

it goes on a while— sitting in silence until you hear a little snore, looking down to see osamu‘s body going up and down slowly, his arms resting under his head - he’s using your thighs as a pillow.

he looks so peaceful, so perfectly serene - something you’ve not seen in a while— a stark contrast to his usual deadpan expression, his lips form a pout; his nose slightly nudging you as his legs spread out behind him, falling off the couch (damned tall people with long legs).

your phone kept on the couch suddenly buzzes, causing you to panic and cut the call before it disturbs osamu. (he deserves some rest, after all). others can wait.

”goodnight,” you whisper, readying yourself to move— about to transfer his head onto a pillow - deciding to leave him alone, considering how he may get embarrassed later.

just as you start lifting up your knees— osamu’s gruff voice speaks up, hands gripping on tighter to you.

“stay.“ he’s never felt this comfortable - he feels loved in your arms; and doesn’t want you to let go.

and as you glance at his face, heart warming at his actions; kissing his forehead as you settle down - he can rest assured you won’t let go anytime soon.

you grin at the side of his head, yawning as your hands slip around him. it’s nice, to be friends with your roommate.

and maybe, just maybe, you could level up to something more.

reblogs appreciated !!

[running-with-thewolves]

Fuck off im so in love with this fictional man it’s embarrassing

[oligiri]

omi-kun

[logarto]

this blog is an idiot positive zone. if ur a dumbass thats ok. this is a safe space for people w half a brain

[moontsum-deactivated20220529]

the lyrics are melancholic, lyrics of a heartbreak paired with a silly little melodic tune - but keiji can’t help the way he sings so softly into your hair, chin nestled atop your head as you sway to the soft notes playing from his phone. i love you so…

perhaps it was fate that drew you away from his touch, too. tears blurring his vision and fogging up his glasses - to stubborn or to worn out to remove them, he didn’t know. shaking hands rumple the note in his hands, a testament to the good that had left him soon, that had slipped through his fingers. please let me go…

[keijisbaby]

i want to play animal crossing again omg

[keijisbaby]

what’s wrong love? why the “:(“ ☹️

boys suck :(

[keijisbaby]

:(

[constellatedlove]

subtle intimacy is so soft!! knowing someone’s routine and slowly becoming a part of it. memorising favourite teas and soups and drink orders. good morning and good night texts and messy paragraphs of love written half asleep. nicknames only you know. just!!! small things that say “look how dear you are to me.”

[keijisbaby]

CHRISTINA I’M SCREAMING YOUR DATE SOUNDS SO SWEET PLS I’M ROOTING FOR YOU GUYS HAJSKC

HE'S SUCH A SWEETHEART ??? it sucks bc we both know i'm only here for a year so i'll inevitably have to leave 🥺

anyway we're both still trying to get to know each other better hopefully i don't get played aha

[lyssasdrafts]

head empty just thinking abt lying on keiji’s chest at night when he’s all cute with his glasses on & reading a book together

[keijisbaby]

IM GOING ON A DATE FINGERS CROSSED HE’S NICE

[keijisbaby]

he was so sweet and for what

i’m gonna fall in l*ve

[keijisbaby]

SHUT UP HE BOUGHT ME FLOWERS ON OUR SECODN DATE