nanami laid you down gently on the mattress, his familiar scent crowded you almost immediately as you buried half your face deeper into his pillows, filling your nose with a propinquity that felt like home.
nanami stood close by the bed, gazing at you in a state of unreadiness. his usual slicked back hair was now down and unruly, navy shirt fit him snugly making his arm looked extra delicious, loose pants hanging on his torso. it had been a little late when you called him drunkenly to pick you up, he knew you were on a night out with shoko.
“ugh, it’s so hot,” you mumbled, reaching out to grab the hem of his shirt; nanami played along with a quiet smile on his face, moving a step closer just so your hand could reach. you pulled, beckoning him to sit on the side of the bed, he obliged easily, brushing away the hair that’s sticking on your face. “it’s warm, take off your shirt,” you blinked at him, as he chuckled softly.
“why should i take off my clothes when you’re the one feeling warm, hm?” he asked with a soothing voice, stroking your hair over and over.
“global warming, and stuff,” you rambled, giving up in putting sense on your sentence. nanami looked at you with wonder, curious to hear what amusing things will come out of your mouth next.
“i wonder what’s going on inside this head right now,” he said, rubbing his thumb gently at the side of your forehead. you sighed deeply, enjoying his touch.
“i want a kiss,” you claimed suddenly, proving his point. nanami shot a defeated smile, his eyed narrowed in adoration as he caved, planting a short kiss on your lips; his hair tickling your skin as he leaned down. nanami pulled away before you could savor the feel of his mouth thoroughly.
“more.”
he kissed you once more.
“more.” you whined softly, not liking how he ended each kiss so fast.
the only respond you received was a soft brush of his finger on your bottom lip as he said, “that’s all you’re getting tonight love.”
nanami saw your dramatic expression change, frowning as though it’s the end of the world. a hearty laugh escaped him at your theatric, rubbing your cheek with the back of his index finger, his touch felt feather light against your side, “you’re terribly drunk, the only thing you need to be doing right now is sleep.”
“not drunk,” you mumbled, even though sleep sounded amazing in your ear right now as you felt your eyelids getting heavier by the second, nanami’s ever so softly touch didn’t help you in staying awake at all.
“if you say so,” he replied easily, getting up from his spot without words, leaving you alone in bed. you flashed an exaggerated pout as if the man could still see you, not knowing he’s already returned to the same spot within a minute with a familiar looking bottle on his right hand.
“i don’t wanna drink anymore,” you murmured, giving him a pleading look. nanami chuckled.
“i’m not making you drink this silly,” he claimed gently, pouring three drops of the liquid content to a cotton pad you’re just now seeing, before wiping away your face tenderly like you’re made of glass.
right. that’s your bottle of make up remover. “oh.”
the soft dab of the cotton on your face over and over made you sleepier, the consistent rhythm of rubbing and tapping nanami was working wonders, almost like a magician in soothing you. but the focused expression on his face as he leaned close to you held you back from going into the dream land.
“you’re so handsome,” you whispered, staring the man like he hung the moon.
“am i? thank you love,” he replied without missing a beat and at this point you knew this man would always respond patiently to whatever nonsense you were cooking in your mind even though it's easier to ignore what you're saying while you’re under the influence, instead he was spoiling you rotten.
“what about me? am i pretty?” you asked, eyes half-lidded.
“the prettiest.” he smiled tenderly, stopping just to give you a smitten look before going back to work, the soft wipes of cotton underneath your eyes knocked you right into a daze, deciding to just close your eyes because it was too much work to keep them opened.
“ken?”
“yes love?”
"d’you think cats are sad they don’t get to blow candles on their birthday?” you asked in a serious tone, half your body felt like it’s being pulled into slumber, nanami’s laugh sounded like as though it’s underwater.
“maybe, but they’re going to be even more sad if you don’t go to bed now,” he said, the last thing you heard was the sound of an object being put on the bedside table and the feeling of your hair being brushed gently. nanami saw it happened as your breath slowed, head limping to the side.
he kissed your head softly, adjusting the blanket and tucked you all proper.
your boyfriend always gets flustered when you kiss his neck
megumi is incredibly touch deprived, especially so around his neck and throat.
obviously, you love using that fact to your advantage.
and as much as he protests that he hates it, he and you both know that he loves it.
the other night, you two were laying in his bed as he went on a nerdy rant about pokemon. his arm was loosely wrapped around your waist, your head resting against his chest.
despite how much you love hearing him talk about subjects he was passionate about, you were growing a little bored of his chatter and decided to tease him a little.
you tilted your head up, pressing soft, slow kisses to the side of his neck, and the sensitive spots around his ear.
“so it’s- ah.. i mean, th-the water types and fire types- uh..” megumi stammers quietly, entire train of thought completely wrecked.
he feels you grin against his skin, amused with yourself. “quit it.” he mumbles.
you hum, innocently glancing up at him. “mm, sorry. what were you saying?” you ask, smiling sweetly.
“you don’t care.” he grumbles, not looking at you.
“don’t say that.” you lower your head to his neck again, gently mouthing at his soft skin.
he releases a soft, shaky breath, voice low and controlled. “… if you wanted me to pay attention to you, you coulda just said.”
you don’t reply, continuing to gently suck at his neck, trailing down to his collarbone. he shivers, bringing a hand to the back of your head, keeping you there.
“feels good.” he murmurs, voice a low vibration in your ear.
you just smile, satisfied in knowing that your boyfriend would melt for you at such an easy touch.
hiromi fumbled with his house key as he unlocked the door groggily, exhausted from his late nights in the office. he stepped inside to see you curled up on the couch in a matching pajama set. he smiled softly to himself and set his briefcase on the ground. he took his shoes off and yawned, then he walked over to you quietly. he lowered himself to crouch beside you.
"is it really that late?" he whispered to himself, checking his watch. "1:34 AM, huh?" he chuckled.
you stirred slightly in your sleep. this caught his attention.
"shh, don't wake up now, sweetheart," he cooed as he stroked your face. "you're such a pretty sleeper. like an angel." he found himself in awe of your beauty.
despite his efforts to keep you asleep, you blinked awake.
"hiro…? you're here?" you started to sit up. "i tried to stay up for you, for once. i'm sorry, i fell asleep."
"oh, honey," he whispered, smiling. "you didn't have to do that for me."
you blushed softly as he patted your head teasingly. he stood up and sighed, then he cracked his neck.
"hiro," you mumbled. "i-i'm worried about you… i want you to start coming home earlier, and—"
he put a finger to your lips to cut you off. "shh, honey. you have nothing to worry about." he smirked and picked you up in one swift move, holding you bridal-style.
you looked at him with a concerned pout as he carried you to the bedroom. he still had that smirk on his face. when he put you down on the bed he started to undress, slowly, leaving on just his boxers.
"aren't you hungry?" you asked, your voice full of concern. "surely the lunch i packed wasn't enough."
"trust me, everything you do is more than enough," he murmured back. "right now, i just want some quality time with my beautiful wife." he leaned in close to you and picked up your hand delicately, then kissed it softly. your stomach turned.
he then pulled back the covers and got under the blankets, sitting next to you. you looked at him with a shy smile, and his tired eyes searched yours. he held your jaw and brought your lips to his. you kiss for longer than intended, before he dipped lower to your neck. you could feel his roman nose brush against your sensitive skin. you gasped as he covered your neck in open-mouthed kisses. sensing his fatigue, you started to rub his back.
"mmm, sweetheart… you know just how to bring me back to life," he sighed, resting his chin on your shoulder. "keep going, would you?"
you giggled softly and continued to rub his back. after a few minutes, you snuggled together and he held you tight, almost too tight. he kissed the top of your head and whispered into your hair.
"i really needed this…"
"i know you did, hiro."
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note: i love his nose. he is so adorable. also—i write on my computer (in tumblr) and i got the "pets chrome" google extension, so while i write or read i can look at a cute pixel cat!! <3
you were in your apartment humming softly while you were at the stove. suddenly, your door opened. you looked over in surprise to see enjin, your boyfriend.
"baby! those trash beasts are no joke," he groaned as he made his way over to you.
"enjin… what are you doing here?" you had totally forgotten he finally got a spare key to your place. "what happened? are you alright?"
"what, you didn't want to see me?" he smirked slyly as he slid his strong arms around your waist, holding you tightly from behind. you could smell his outdoorsy musk. "and don't you worry your pretty little head about me."
you blushed softly. "it's just a surprise…"
"a pleasant one, i hope?" he started to nuzzle your neck gently. his breath was warm and made you shiver.
"hey! im busy!" you pouted, trying not to give in.
"but i cant resist you… not when you're looking beautiful like this, baby girl," his voice was low and deep. he continued to nuzzle you, and his lips caressed you. he lifted his head to take a whiff. "are you making pasta?"
you nodded and smiled, trying to keep your composure. "uh huh… you like chicken alfredo, right?"
"oh, baby… ill eat anything you serve me," he whispered suggestively, nibbling your earlobe teasingly.
"enjin… whats that supposed to mean?" you replied, snickering.
"oh, i think you know exactly what that means."
he kissed up your neck and to the side of your face, then he tickled your side, making you a giggly mess. he chuckled along with you at the sight of your bright grin.
"mmm, stop it!" you squeaked.
he chuckled again and he paused his tickling in surrender. you smiled and you finally turned around to see his face—he smiled back at you like you were his world. he then leaned down to give you a gentle and sweet kiss.
"i missed you, sweetheart," he stood up straight and put a hand on the back of your head, pulling you into his warm and toned chest.
"i missed you too, enjin," you whispered back.
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note: hello! this is my very first fanfic work! i hope this reaches the right audience… i wanted to start out with something short and light. i just recently finished gachiakuta and absolutely loved it!! <3 please enjoy!
