38 and 52 mikorei please? (preferably mikoto lives, you're the writer tho so it's really your choice) Also I hope you're doing well :)
So this is number 38 (52 is here) from the Sensory Prompt list! 38. A person’s weight as they lie on top of you. This is also my last day of Mikorei Week, Day 7! I thought this prompt was perfect for some fluff on the last day. Thank you for the request anon! This is also for Munakata’s Birthday <3 my lovee Happy Birthday Munakata!
“Suoh” Munakata grunts, feeling the weight of the man’s back pressed up against his chest. “What are you doing?” he chokes out, coughing.
“Trying’ to stop ya’” Suoh says, pressing his nose up against the back of Munakata’s neck. His breath is hot, and his kisses are lazy, but it’s so inherently Suoh, Munakata can’t help but smirk.
“Oya? Stop me from what?” he chuckles, attempting to push himself up, but Suoh’s far heavier than Munakata realizes, especially from this awkward angle.
“Gettin’ up and rushin’ to work,” Suoh mumbles, and Munakata feels his fingers glide through the bottom of his blue hair, a finger wrapping around a piece at the base of his neck.
“And why do you wish for me to stay in bed?” It’s a silly question. Suoh always wants to be in bed. Actually, he’s surprisingly awake, given what time it is. Usually Munakata is out the door early, leaving Suoh in bed, half naked, still asleep.
Suoh rolls off of him, and smirks, brushing their lips together as they lay in their comfortable bed. “I have somethin’ for you.” Munakata almost misses the gentle pressure of Suoh pressed against his back, their bodies so close. Then again, breathing is nice too. “I made ya’ tea and breakfast. That’s why I had to be sure you didn’t leave.”
Munakata raises an eyebrow incredulously. “You made breakfast? Tea?”
Suoh nods once. “Kusanagi helped,” he snorts, as though he’s made a frustrating confession. “But you should still give me the reward when you realize how good it is.” Munakata knows that playful twinkle in Suoh’s golden eyes well.
“Oya,” Munakata teases, “the truth comes out.“ When Suoh tries to keep him in bed like this, it leads to other things, which makes Munakata either arrive to work on time a disheveled mess, or show up late due to his need for a shower. “And what, may I ask, is the occasion?” he questions. When Suoh wants sex, he stays in bed and kisses Munakata enough to convince him to as well. He never makes breakfast.
Groaning, Suoh rolls out of bed, and stretches up. Munakata’s eyes follow the curve of his hip bone as it disappears into his pajama shorts. “Don’t tell me you forgot?” Suoh storms to the kitchen, leaving Munakata behind in his confusion.
He pushes himself up finally, stretching with a yawn. He reaches over and unfolds his glasses seeing clearly once again. Still, he doesn’t recall anything special about today. What could he have forgotten? Their anniversary was months ago…so what could it be? Glancing to the clock, his eyes suddenly widen.
“Did ya’ figure it out yet?” Suoh asks, returning with the large tray full of tea options. He places it down on the bed next to Munakata. Leaning across him, Suoh presses his lips on Munakata’s chin, neck and lips, wanting to taste all of him before his mouth is preoccupied by the tea.
“I think I have an inkling of an idea,” he replies, brushing Suoh’s messy red bangs out of his face. He loves the idiot, especially when he does shockingly thoughtful things like this.
Suoh presses their lips together once more, only pulling back an inch, keeping their mouths close. “Happy Birthday, Reisi,” he whispers.
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