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kaveh + "how do i look in your shirt" from the flirting list mayhaps?
First post in 2024! Let's start out strong.
Paring: Kaveh x Fem!Reader
Tags: fluff, established relationship, suggestive, kissing, cuddles, mention of morning wood, teasing, cute!Kaveh
A/N: Nerds are very cute.
13. "How do I look in your shirt?"
You weren't usually the clothes stealing type but it was the first thing that your fingers touched upon getting out of the bath. With your body still sore from last night you wanted to do precious little today other then to cuddle with the cause of that soreness, Kaveh.
He noticed your state of dress and quickly hurried to push a pillow between his legs. You smirked at his reaction, "How do I look in your shirt? It's quite good on me I think. Maybe I'll wear it to work today."
"No you won't." Kaveh warned, his blond hair falling forward as he sat up and pulled you against him. "Not if there's no work today." He added, arms encircling your hips and pushing your covered breasts against his naked torso. Something not many knew about your boyfriend: when flustered he became awfully clingy.
"You... didn't say I had to give it back though." You noticed only when his hands started moving over the shirt, teasing your naked skin.
Kaveh leaned in and kissed you, his tongue immediately making room for itself in your mouth. Hushed gasps and moans filled the room as his hands fell over your barely covered ass and pushed you down against his morning wood.
"That is why I didn't tell you to give it back. You caused this, what will you do fix it?" Despite the pleasant pulsing between your legs you were still sore from last night so you didn't answer. "Hm. Fine. I'll take care of it myself." He leaned in and whispered the words that made you reconsider your choice, "Make sure you watch closely."
could i req kaveh comforting insecure/slightly depressed(?) reader? only if your comfy!
tw // suicidal thoughts, mentions to suicide, just heavy topics ig sorry i made this self indulgent sort of
kaveh sees a lot of himself in you. especially his younger self. he likes to think he’s come a far way from his akademiya days, but sometimes even he tends to fall back into the cycle of everything. it’s horrible, gut wrenching, nauseating. everything about it just makes you want to curl into a ball and never exist ever again.
so when you start waking up a lot later, eating less, simply staring at the wall, and having piles of papers stacked on your desk, kaveh notices. he does his best to help you feel comfortable, at least. he’ll help bathe you if you haven’t been able to bring yourself to do so in a few days.
he doesn’t think it’s gross. he understands just as well as anyone how you feel. kaveh’s manicured finger nails scratch at your scalp as your eyelids flutter shut. there’s this deafening silence in the bathroom that makes your stomach churn. kaveh leans forward and kisses you on your shoulder.
you sink further into the warm water watching the steam rise and cloud the mirror of alhaitham’s bathroom. your eyes dart all over the room, looking everywhere but your beloved.
“sweetheart,” kaveh calls out to you, his hands now massaging your shoulders and back. he leaves another kiss in your wet skin, rubbing the knots of your muscles. “talk to me?” he says in a voice that’s teetering the line of desperation. your fingers dance with his, toying with his fingers tips. kaveh allows you as long as you need to collect your thoughts.
“i don’t know,” you say gently, trying to ease your lover’s anxiety. you truly don’t understand what’s wrong. just last week you were doing great. you had an amazing day with tighnari as the two of you learned more about poisonous plants.
the forest in suemru seems to be changing with the ever rising heat emitting from the desert. that very same night, you’d gone out to the bazzar with cyno and found your way to a small bar. the two of you drank for a bit, playing tcg together. it was relaxing and nice catching up with your old friend.
but you woke up the next morning feeling this pit in your stomach. you couldn’t focus on your studies, you couldn’t work up an appetite, and as you stood naked in front of the shower, u watched the water fall. the pitter patter noise engulfing your senses.
you couldn’t bring yourself to take that step into the tub. you kneel onto the floor, melting into the plush floor mat sobbing into your knees. what’s happening to you? kaveh noticed the way your eyes were puffy when he joined you in bed that night. he’s noticed the rapid decline in your weight too, fingertips brushing over your now evident collarbone.
“i think,” you say to kaveh as you sink deeper into the tub. his hand catches under your pits, pulling you back up. he doesn’t let the water go any higher than your chest. his fingers move back to your soapy scalp, kissing you on the shoulder again. “i don’t like myself, kaveh.”
those few words shatter his heart. kaveh feels himself choke up, fingers abruptly stopping in your hair. you feel yourself tear uo as you continue speaking. “i hate how when i speak i can’t stop. i hate the way people start ignoring me. i hate that stupid feeling whenever i come home from an outing and i just think about all the dumb shit i said and did.”
your lungs feel like they’re on fire from how fast you’re spitting out all of your feeling to kaveh. you don’t even take a break to breathe before you continue.
“why do they dislike me, kaveh? i try my best, i really do. i try my best to be sweet. i try my best to help others even if it hurts me, exhausts me, inconveniences me. i always fucking try,” the sharp sobs and hiccups from your throat make your clutch onto kaveh. he feels the soapy liquid bleeding into his deep v-neck shirt, but he makes no movement to push you away. he wraps his arms around your soapy back, shushing you gently.
he kisses your shoulder, rubs your back. he feels his own fingers tremble. why do you think like that? why do you think people don’t like you? has someone said something to you, done something to hurt you? he wants to ask you these things, protect you in his ribcage and allow you to chew at his heart until you see fit. allow you to suck the blood from his body and have it run through your veins just so you get to see yourself from someone else’s perspective.
kaveh feels his lips quiver and chatter. but this isnt about him. he pulls himself together and be’s the strong rock you need. kaveh is the one stable thing you’ve had in your life all of these years. from childhood to being teenagers to adulthood— kaveh has always been there.
kaveh will continue to be there because he’s formed a life with you. no matter what happens, no matter how nasty your arguments will become, kaveh will always be there to pick you off of the bathroom floor, wipe your bare body down, kiss you on the forehead, and tuck you into bed with his arms securely around you.
he’ll let you dig your nails into his biceps, cry your bruised heart out. kaveh will always be there. he’s seen what these sorts of scary thoughts can do to a person. he refuses to lose another person to it. so when you wake up later in the night with kaveh tucked up against your back, he’ll kiss your shoulders and hold you tightly in his arms until you’re ready to bare your struggles and thoughts to him.
The boys have started to notice that you’ve been avoiding them, and they have no idea why. Deciding it's time to take matters into their own hands, Doppio suggests a plan of attack. After all, there’s no way this could end badly. Right?
Based on the sentence prompt - “Can I hug you?”
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Standing at your dorm door, one hand tightly clutches at the strap of your bag while the other hovers over the doorknob. “Okay, I can do this.” The statement mumbled, a sort of pep talk as your weight shifted from one foot to the other. “Just do the normal greetings, don’t make eye contact, and make it to the front door.” You didn’t need to glance at the time to know that there was already a high chance the rest of the council members were awake and hanging around in the common room. Hence your panic. ‘I knew I should’ve set another alarm.’ You think, cursing yourself with a groan.
Taking another deep breath to steel your nerves, you throw the door open and rush down the hallway, head faced forward with one goal in mind; interact as little as possible. Upon entering the common room, the scent of coffee and breakfast hits you like a truck. That seems to be all your stomach needs to remind you that eating food is important, growling loudly as if to alert the entire dorm of your presence; causing you to grumble. The room's occupants turn, finding you standing awkwardly in the hall entrance. ‘Well, there goes leaving unnoticed.’
Your attention is drawn to Meloco as she giggles. As she leans against the island of the kitchen, she waves you over. “Well, someone’s hungry! Come on, we have plenty of food here. Well, unless you want donuts.” She looks at the council president from the corner of her eyes. “Ver's pretty much eaten most of those.” She laughs as Ver turns to glare at her, returning it with a small smirk. You hesitate for a moment, however, seeing as only Kotoka and Meloco are currently making themselves some food, you enter the kitchen.
“Ah, I think I’ll just take a wrap. Not feeling like a full-course breakfast today.”
Kotoka pipes up as she hears you and happily walks over to you. “Oh, I’m eating one too! Here I grabbed one for later, but you can have this one. I’ll just take a different one.” After giving her a brief thanks, you make your way to the fridge and grab a water, subtly taking a peek at the other three members. Ver is sitting on the couch enjoying a cup of coffee as he talks to Hex, who is enjoying some tea. ‘ Good, ’ you think to yourself, ‘ they’re in the same spot. ’ After staring for probably a bit too long at the pair, you close the fridge and look around for Doppio. Your eyes scan the room until you find him at the dining table, devouring his breakfast; not at all waiting for the girls that are going to sit with him.
You can’t help the fond chuckle that slips from your lips as you slide the bottled water into your bag. Once that's put away, you start opening your wrap while edging your way back out of the kitchen. “Okay, well, I gotta get going now. I’ll see you all later!” You make a rush for the door, causing everyone to startle; heads tilting simultaneously in confusion. In such a hurry you don’t see Ver quickly stand from the couch and try to make his way to you.
“Woah wait,” he hurriedly speaks up, hand reaching out in an attempt to try to slow you. “I wanted to discuss something with you today. We still have a fair amount of time before classes, so why don’t you sta–” He’s unable to even finish his sentence before you cut him off, the door already half-open in front of you.
“Ah, sorry, Kaichou, really gotta go. Okay, bye!” Your words are a rush as the door is quickly shut behind you. Ver stands there bewildered as he’s left staring at the door for a few seconds, processing what the hell just happened. He only regains his composure when Kotoka's voice suddenly breaks the silence, turning to look in her direction.
“Wonder what they're in such a hurry for.” The half-blonde pouts in thought before gasping, “I wonder if they have a date!” She turns towards the other, a beaming smile on her face. “Why else would they be in such a hurry?”
Ver feels a ghost of a frown cross his lips at the suggestion. However, Hex interjects before he’s able to turn down her suggestion, raising a hand in a calming motion. “Come now, Koto, let’s not jump to conclusions. They could be going to ask a professor about a class or maybe it’s something to do with family. There are many other reasons for them to be in such a hurry.”
“Ah well, I guess you’re right. It’d be exciting if it was true, though!” She laughs as she makes her way to the table with Meloco, the girls claiming the open seats across from Doppio.
“I think you just want a reason to fawn over them, Koto,” Meloco takes a sip from her coffee, then gives her a sly smile. “You’d just fangirl over watching them be all lovey-dovey like watching a Shoujo.”
Kotoka pouts, ready to object, but is interrupted by Doppio joining the conversation. “Ohhh right! That would explain all the manga I see in your room with the people kissing on the cover.”
“Doppio!” Kotoka screeches at him from across the table, trying to reach over to hit him as he just cackles from his seat, leaning back to make sure she can’t reach him.
Ver and Hex watch on, shaking their heads affectionately. Though Hex notices the hint of melancholy on Ver’s face, standing from the couch to talk to him. Reaching a hand out, he gently cups the small of the shorter man's back, the council president's eyes shifting to meet his. Leaning forward, Hex keeps his voice low as he whispers in the other's ear, “What’s wrong? Worried about them?”
Ver sighs and crosses his arms, turning his body slightly towards the other while lowering his voice as well. “How can I not be? I’m sure you’ve noticed it too... They’ve been avoiding us for weeks, Hex. And it’s only been the two of us and Doppio. They seem fine with the girls…”
Hex adjusts his glasses, silent for a moment before he responds. “I’ve noticed it too… I can’t think of anything we’ve done wrong. And even if there was, I’d like to believe they'd tell us… The past few weeks have been the same as always, so what’s changed?” Silence hangs between them as Ver thinks it over, recalling the past few weeks in his mind; not able to pinpoint a single clue that could help them. They’re so lost in thought they almost don’t notice Doppio joining them, Kotoka and Meloco having already left for class.
He looks between them both before questioning, “What’s wrong? You both look like you're thinking hard about something. Is it what we talked about last week?” Their pair of eyes look up at Doppio as he speaks, and Hex is quick to answer him.
“Ah, no no, I think that’s been settled between all of us Dopi.” He gives the taller man a smile before continuing; expression becoming sullen. “We’re worried about what happened earlier, you know, with…”
Doppio’s eyes blink open in recognition, putting his hands on his hips. “Ohhh yeah, what was that about? Do either of you know what’s with them avoiding me recently? They’ve stopped showing up to our weekly game nights!” He pouts, and he drops his head, sulking to himself.
“Okay, good, so you’ve noticed it as well. They’ve been doing it to all three of us then. We need a plan to handle this quickly before things spiral. This isn’t just bad for the council… but for our friendship with them as well.” Ver sighs once again, bringing a hand up to his mouth in thought.
“Actually, I think I have an idea…” Doppio pulls them both into a huddle, explaining his idea to them. Exchanging looks of confusion as the trio talks it out, but eventually, they agree to set the plans in motion. They agree to message if anything came up. They parted ways, heading to their own classes. Though not before Hex presses a kiss to each boys’ temples.
Feeling a little lighter than before, Ver waves them off with a smile. ‘ Let’s just hope that they're willing to cooperate even a little, or else it could all go out the window. ’ He thinks, sighing as the smile slips from his face. Now all they need to do is wait.
Really, that’s all they can do.
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Time passes as your day goes on. It’d be just like any other if you weren’t constantly watching out for the trio anytime they pass you in the hall. Every time you saw them, you’d panic and immediately take cover, trying to calm your racing heart. Ducking behind arches on campus. Sliding into the nearest bathroom until they walked away. Whatever it took to avoid running into them. You hated it. Hated having to avoid them ever since this stupid crush had started brewing in your heart; making you avoid your friends. You’d been content for a long time just being their friend, so why did your stupid feeling decide to spring this on you? Especially for three people!
Letting out a big sigh, your shoulders sag as you wearily tug open the council building's doors, making it back after your last class. Planning to get some work done before passing out, you slide your jacket off and hang it on the coat rack before taking off your shoes, remembering to shut the door behind you. After setting your shoes aside, you take a sweep around the common room – almost sighing in relief when you don’t spot anyone else. Moving further in, you can’t help but notice just how quiet the building is. There’s a chance everyone is still wondering about campus, or maybe a mission suddenly sprung up. The thought helps to ease your tension, heading toward your room. However, just as you’re about to reach out for the doorknob, three tall figures suddenly slide in front of it, startling you as they block you from the safety of your room.
“Ah! What the hell, guys? You can’t just come out of nowhere–” Suddenly, Hex and Doppio are on either side of you, hooking their arms beneath yours and lifting you up. “Wait, what are you doing? Gu–guys? Guys?! Where are we going?” None of them grant you an answer, continuing to carry your struggling body, feet kicking in protest as Ver leads the way toward his room. As though they’ve practiced this before, Kaichou swiftly opens his door and holds it open as the other two pull you into his mini-apartment with ease. The door shuts with a thump, and you're only released when the lock clicks into place.
Both Hex and Doppio take a step back as you scramble to stand straight, turning on your heel to scold them. “What the fuck, guys? Is this some sort of prank? What is Doppio paying you two?” You squint between Hex and Ver. It’s unnerving, however, when they return your gaze with serious expressions. Your arms subconsciously wrap around yourself in comfort, voice cracking as you ask, “Ummm, what's going on he–”
“Don’t act like you don’t know.” Ver steps closer to you, which causes you to step back. He notices, making no further effort to close the distance; subconsciously softening his expression. Looking at Hex and Doppio behind him, they give him subtle nods, and he continues. Locking eyes with you, he asks, “You’ve been avoiding us, haven’t you?” You break eye contact first, seemingly finding the wall behind him to be much more interesting. Ver lets out a heavy sigh as he rubs his temple. “Listen, if we’ve done something wrong, you need to tell us. Because we have no idea, and being avoided like this isn’t gonna solve the problem…”
Hands clenched at your sides, biting down harder on your lip with each of his words, still unable to look at him. You can’t bring yourself to look at any of them. In truth, you’d known it was only a matter of time until they confronted you. It was unavoidable. Though you wish you could have had more time to prepare.
The silence stretches on. Hex lets out a long breath, crossing his arms over his chest, ready to break this standstill – however, you beat him to the punch. “You–” Your throat feels tight, having to force the words out as you try to remember to breathe, “None of you have done anything wrong…”
“Then why have you been avoiding us, darling?” Hex inquires, taking a step forward to stand beside Ver. If you had taken even a small glance at him, you might have seen the worry etched deep into his expression.
The pet name causes your heart to ache, hands moving to clutch at your shirt tightly; almost too tightly. “Be–because…” Frustration builds in your throat as you try to find the proper way to put this. Except, everything you think of just results in you outing yourself. Exposing your crush. Swallowing hard, you close your eyes tightly. It's hard to think over the sound of blood rushing in your ears - your heart pounding. The feelings you thought you could keep quiet bubble up until there’s no choice left but to let them spill out. “Because I’ve been dealing with these stupid feelings for you all, and I hate it! If I just– I thought if I just avoided you all, they’d go away, eventually. They’d have to, right? And–and then everything could go back to normal…” People say telling the truth can make you feel lighter, and yet it feels as though it’s dragged you down further. There’s a knot in your stomach, and the tightness in your throat grows worse; making it hard to breathe. Hell, just knowing you're in Ver’s room makes you feel sick. Standing in the middle of his space, encircled by his things – by him – makes these feelings worse.
Dreading what you think is to come next; the rejection, the scolding, the disgust. Even in your best-case scenario of one of them liking you, the one that does gets mad that your feelings are split. Not trusting you in the process. The anxiety makes you feel small, the knot in your stomach twisting– making you feel like you're going to puke, breathing heavy and shallow.
You’re so lost in your own head you can’t hear them calling your name in a panic. Reality rushing back to you as you register a warmth on your back. Your eyes open – when had you closed them? – except everything seems blurred. Raising a hand to rub blurriness away, it’s only then do you realize it’s because of tears. It takes a moment longer for you to realize you're crouched on the floor and a hand is running soothing circles over your back. Rubbing away what’s left of the tears, you take a deep, albeit shaky breath before looking towards the source of the comforting touch. Doppio is kneeling on the floor beside you, the Duke of Discipline likely having reached you first, but with a glance, you find Hex and Ver close by.
“Wha–” You have to cut your words off with a cough, trying to clear the uncomfortable feeling in your throat. “What happened?” The question had more so been directed at yourself because, really; ‘Tell me I didn’t just have a panic attack over losing them in front of them.’
“Well,” Doppio starts, “you were telling us about your feelings before going quiet. Your breathing had already seemed off, but then you started hyperventilating and practically caved in on yourself. Really scared us there. We thought you were gonna pass out.” The entire time he explains, Doppio keeps rubbing your back, the feel of his touch comforting. A bit too comforting for your complicated emotions right now, honestly. “Hex wanted to use his powers on you, but Ver said it might just make you panic again afterward. But I didn’t want to just leave you alone, so I thought some nice back rubs could help! Is it helping?” His head tilts in such an endearing way that you can’t stop your affection for him from growing stronger.
“Can… I hug you ?” The words slip past your lips without you thinking before quickly covering your mouth. What you hadn’t expected, however, is how suddenly you’re engulfed by Doppio’s arms; zero hesitation as he pulls you against his chest. Your hands shift from your mouth to his jacket, ready to push him away and explain yourself, except– you can’t bring yourself to. No, you don’t want to. Not when it feels so nice. Not when he smells so sweet and like home. Your heart pounds somehow faster when he rests his cheek on the top of your head, holding you tightly. Being so caught up in the hug, you almost miss the other two talking, something about water and finding a blanket; you don’t really catch all of it. Lost in your own world within the comfort of Doppio's arms.
By the time the pair have reappeared, your breathing has steadied, and you feel much calmer than you had before. Except… you still have emotions to deal with, and with every interaction you’ve had the past few minutes, it’s only made them worse. You practically feel the heat radiating off your face, palms sweaty as Doppio slowly lets you go, a rare sweet smile on his face as he looks at you. Embarrassed, you swivel your head away, looking up at Ver as you hear him approach and offer you a hand.
“Come on, let’s move outta my entryway. I think the living room would be more comfortable than sitting on the floor.” Taking his hand, he helps you up with ease, offering you a glass of water once you're steady. You quietly thank him before taking a big sip, the three leading you to the couch. It’s not a long walk to his living room and when you take your spot on the couch, you feel something being draped over you. Looking down, you realize it’s a blanket. One hand reaches up to brush against the soft fabric, while the other clutches at the cup of water in your lap. The couch dips beside you, and naturally, you turn your head to find Hex taking claim to one spot next to you. He’s sitting in such proximity to you, his thigh practically touches yours, his body angled in your direction.
Jerking your head back down, you stare at the water in the cup, trying not to acknowledge the closeness. This gives you a chance to see Doppio settle himself on the coffee table in front of you, not offering many places for you to look other than at your lap. Lucky for you, Ver speaks up, sitting on the other side of you; thankfully, at a more respectable distance.
“There we go. This is much better, right?” He watches the way you nod stiffly. The council president’s gaze softens as he watches you and speaks even softer as he places a hand on your back; replicating what Doppio was doing earlier. “Listen, we aren’t mad or upset at you for the way you're feeling. It’s okay to feel things and sometimes emotions change over time. That doesn’t make them bad, it just means that – in this case – you’ve found yourself more comfortable with us, right?” Ver chuckles, endeared as he watches the way you turn to look at him; shocked eyes locking with calm, muted magenta.
Shaking your head, your gaze shifts back down before returning to him, expression pensive. “Ar–are you sure? I mean it’s…” You pause, swallowing hard. “It’s not just feelings for one of you, it’s all three of you. Won’t that complicate things?”
Doppio laughs, quickly drawing your attention to him. “No, not at all! This works out perfectly for us. It's a win!”
“... Huh?” You tilt your head, looking at him with utter confusion.
“Well,” Hex finally speaks up from the other side of you, drawing your attention to him now, “he could have said it better, but we’ve actually been discussing our feelings for you and each other for a few months now, darling.” He chuckles, placing a hand lightly on your knee. “We all came to an agreement that if you liked us too, we’d share or even officially get together. We’ve been careful to keep it private for the past few weeks. Didn't need people butting in and asking questions when we didn’t even know if you liked us or not. I mean, we wanted you to be a part of us from the very start…”
Blinking a couple of times, you can’t help but stare off into space, completely baffled by this new information. Once you give it a moment, you gather enough of your senses back to speak. “Wait, wait …” Your head twists around, looking towards each of them before settling back on the therapist beside you. “So all this time that I’ve been avoiding you, the three of you have discussed this? And… and you like me back?”
“I’d even go so far and say ‘I love you’, but Ver told me to save that.” Hex laughs as he watches you get immensely flustered, sputtering out your words. Ver, reaching around you, lightly hits him on the arm and gives the taller man a soft glare.
“Well, so much for ‘ saving ’ that…” He sighs before leaning a bit closer to get your attention, moving his hand to your shoulder. “But yes, we all like you. Though, even if we didn’t, there was no need to be so scared about talking to us about it. I might be the council president, but I am also your friend. I’m sure the other two feel the same as well.” He looks to Hex and Doppio for confirmation, and both nod in agreement.
Seeing that, you can’t help but huff, shoulders relaxing a bit. “I guess… I guess I over-complicated it by avoiding it, didn’t I?” The trio nods in unison, causing you to let out a bigger huff. “Well shit, what else is new…” Taking a deep breath, you set your water down on the coffee table, careful not to set it too close to Doppio. You look at Hex’s hand on your thigh and Ver’s hand on your shoulder before gazing at Doppio, who’s sitting in front of you. Taking in the fact you have three new boyfriends now, you pat the hands that are on you, looking around at the trio. “This is definitely a surprise, but I… I’m glad that it worked out so well. I feel really bad for avoiding you all for so long, though, so I’ll have to find some way to make it up to you.”
“Hehehe~” The three of you hear Doppio let out a mischievous giggle, which instinctively makes you nervous. “I can think of a few ways, but I think I got the perfect idea for this specific scenario!” He scoots to the edge of the coffee table, leaning forward so he’s just inches from your face.
“U–uh,” You slightly panicked, looking to the other two for help. Bad idea. The pair – who had quickly picked up on the duke’s idea – decide to play along, leaning their faces closer to you as well. You don’t know whether the heat you feel is the blood rushing to your face or their breath fanning across your skin, quickly looking between them as you plead. “Gu–guys, come on. No need to get so hasty! I can, umm, do chores for you? Or maybe, uh, laundry! I know nobody likes doing laundry!”
“Aww look, our baby’s getting all embarrassed.” You glare as Hex teases you further, his words dripping with honey, as his thumb draws circles along the side of your knee. “What? Don’t want kisses from your new boyfriends?”
You pout in response. “No, no, I do. I mean, um, fuck– I just–” Your mind spins as your heartbeat pound in your ears, hands gripping at the fabric on your thighs. They don’t give you time to think, taking your words as consent as they move closer; lips colliding with your skin. Doppio reaches his hands forward, placing one on your knee opposite Hex’s hand, and the other grips the therapist’s arm as he places a chaste kiss on your lips. Ver and Hex – seeing as your lips are occupied – kiss your cheeks. Ver’s are feather-light and slow, whereas Hex’s are a bit more forceful and quick. You feel nearly overwhelmed by all the sudden affection. The only thing you're able to muster is kissing Doppio back, puckering your lips every time he briefly pulls back. You can feel how he smiles against your lips, giggling as he fulfills your silent requests.
A few minutes pass of them just showering you with kisses, and when they deem they’ve had sufficient payment, they pull back; smiling as they’ve left you in a different kind of daze now. You wonder if this is how the Pokemon Spinda feels, tottering about. The men can’t help but laugh, completely endeared as Hex snakes his arm around your waist to keep you steady, as you recollect yourself.
Placing a hand on your chest, you take slow deep breaths before asking, “I’m gonna have to get used to that, aren’t I?”
“Mhm! Let’s see you avoided us for…” Doppio starts counting on his fingers before shooting you another mischievous smile. “A week and a half? So we have a fair bit to make up for.” You let out a nervous yet amused sigh as Doppio makes this arrangement in front of you, knowing that you can’t argue your way out of the hole you’ve dug yourself.
‘Oh boy, I’m really in for it now, aren’t I?’
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Bonus added by Mod I ✨ as a funny hehe haha:
The four of you have ended up in a cuddle pile, barely fitting all together on Ver’s couch. Said man suddenly stiffens against you. You shoot him a curious glance as he pulls back enough to glare at the counselor beside you. “Hex?”
“Yes, dear?” He smoothly replies.
“Is that your hand on my butt?” You have to smack a hand over your mouth to stifle a laugh.
“It’s an accident.”
“...........It’s still on my butt, Hex.” The glare on the council president’s face is dark. However, Hex just smiles sweetly back.
“It’s still an accident.”
“Hey no fair!” Doppio whines, sliding his hand down beside Hex’s. “If Hex gets a handful of Kaichou, I want one, too.”
“Get out.”
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hands are insane because they're the absolute sexiest part of a body veins tendons knuckles hair on the wrist and the back of the fingers bones and blood all close to the skin screaming I AM ALIVE AND I SHAPE THE WORLD AROUND ME freckles and scars and the cryptic spiral of a fingerprint on each digit but also you cover them up with gloves and they BECOME HOTTER for some reason. and then you take the gloves off and they're hotter again. science can't explain this
My pieces for the @todofamzine 🌟 The second one of Rei is a collab with the amazing Markovia! Please check out the incredibly beautiful fic she wrote here. Or check under the cut for the link!
“How is any of this ok?” with Shoto! Your creativeness is scary sometimes, hehe 🥺
SHONEN SONNETS
In shadows cast by flames and icy plight,
Shoto battles a father's daunting might.
Struggles woven in a family's tale,
"How is any of this okay?" hearts frail.
Flames of Endeavor, relentless and bold,
A legacy harsh, a narrative cold.
In the clash of elements, a battle's fought,
A fractured bond, with lessons hard-taught.
Icy tendrils grapple with fiery strife,
In the crucible of a divided life.
Shoto, torn between the frost and flame,
Longs for a love that bears no bitter name.
Yet amidst the frost and the heated strife,
Shoto finds strength to forge a life.
In the crucible of pain, a phoenix may rise,
A son's rebellion, a new sunrise.
rosa: likes to get in the spirit of the holidays when she finds the time for it. persuades the team to celebrate. in charge of procuring the cake. secretly stresses over what to give to the guys as presents; it feels like they have everything they want or need already.
luke: makes a little holiday-themed hat for peanut. in charge of decking out the office with holiday cheer. you know he has all the little knickknacks and lights. man goes all out, even makes a holiday music playlist for the ambiance.
artem: decides to cook something for the holiday party. (at first he wasn't that concerned and then rosa looked at him and said she couldn't wait to enjoy his cooking. the rest was history.) most likely to wear an ugly/cheesy holiday sweater - and still look good in it anyway.
vyn: in charge of appetizers/finger food. would have been in charge of drinks but marius smirked and claimed it first. so now he's trying to figure out what restaurant to order from - or goes with a charcuterie board. probably helps rosa with the cake (maybe suggests baking one together if she can't make a reservation in time).
marius: yes he's bringing champagne - and the party (or so he claims). you KNOW he dresses up. and with rosa's excitement, the other guys get into it too. in charge of organizing the white elephant gift exchange.
bonus: aaron will gate crash the party if given the chance.
1) Why does J word holding them like that… It’s weirdly gentle looking (like he’s cupping some small, defenseless creature in his palms) but also like he’s 5 seconds away from cramming them into a terrarium and/or crushing them for sport 💀
and 2) WHY IS JAMIL MAKING A “Hey :)) r u lost, bby ghorl” FACE????? 😭 Between his usual blep face (tongue sticking out a little) and this, I don’t know which is funnier he’s cringe, your honor—
