Sakura: You know you can die from that, right?
Sasuke: *smoking a cigarette* That’s the point.
Kakashi: *drinking alcohol* We’re trying to speed this up.
Naruto: *Eating raw cookie dough and nodding*
[Reader] is having a hard time with managing two teams, and doing college work. But with the help of her boyfriend, Osamu. She finds the validation she's been searching for
➸ Word Count
2.1k
➸ Warning
Contains NSFW content in the 2/3 of this one shot (NSFW is marked when it starts) The beginning is fluff :)
➸ Pairing
Osamu Miya x f!reader
Only three days left until the big game against Wairudokyattsu, a team the Tokyo Boars Volleyball team was desperate to defeat. Both teams are a part of a college campus, your boyfriend Osamu played for the Tokyo Boars after graduating High School, and studying business at University. You were the manager of the team, not only of Osamu’s but another small volleyball club of girls outside of school. The school didn’t have a lot of sports funding, so they relied most on their men’s volleyball team to bring the school reputation.
It was a tedious task trying to support both teams, that you often skipped out on personal chores for the sake of the players. Osamu however; was always there for you, and he was always there to check on you. He called you every night before bed to make sure you were getting rest, and he always checked up on you when out of town for away games.
You loved both of the teams with all your heart, but you wish, just wished one day you’d get a break. You already felt incompetent of being their manager, the thought of quitting flashing in your mind multiple times. But the team loved you, and they needed you. There are only 3 months left of the season, you were so close to having a break. But the next 3 months felt like it was getting longer and longer. So close, yet so far. Balancing work, school, and managing two teams. It’s taken a huge toll on your health. And Osamu was starting to notice.
He was currently in your dorm room, wrapped up in your favorite blanket on the bed and hugging your squishmellow. You liked his company, even if it wasn’t a lot of talking while doing schoolwork. “You should take a break, baby.” He sat up and moved behind you, massaging your shoulders and looking over to see you working on English. “You’ve been working so hard. When’s the last time you got something to eat?”
You pondered for a moment. “Yesterday, maybe? I had an apple and some mac cheese for lunch.” He sighed and let go of your shoulders. He made his way over towards his bag pulling out an onigiri-shaped box. “Here. You should eat, you need to replenish. Even if you don’t want to, a few bites are better than nothing.” You accepted the onigiri and took a small bite. “Thank you, Osamu. I appreciate it.”
“If you don’t mind me asking, how do you feel about eating?” he sounded worried, all he wanted to do was talk to you and comfort you. “It’s fine, I’ve just been busy that I just forget to make something.” You tried playing it off as much as you could. Not wanting him to tell the real reason. That you’ve been too busy managing his team that you barely had enough time to take care of yourself. “You don’t have to tell me anything you’re uncomfortable with, but when it gets too far, you know I’m here for you, right?” he held his hand in yours, stroking his thumb over your knuckles. You nodded and held his hand tighter.
“There is something I want to talk about, however.” you rose. You moved to sit next to him on the bed and laid your head on his shoulder. “I’m all ears,” he said. You took a deep breath and searched for his hand again. If you didn’t tell him now, then you probably would never tell him at all.
“I love managing your team, and my girls’ team. But I feel inferior. That I’m not that great of a manager, and that you guys will be able to find a better replacement. I feel like I haven’t been doing a great job, and that you guys secretly want to replace me.” Overworking and not taking a break has affected your mindset, your brain tricking you into thinking you were doing a terrible job, and that everyone wants to replace you. “I also feel like I’m annoying and I just don’t fit in with your friends and the other players.”
Osamu was absolutely heartbroken to hear those words come out of your mouth. “Baby, listen.” He moved you closer to his body, wrapping his left arm around your shoulder, and holding the rest of you with his right arm inside his torso. “The team absolutely adores you. You’ve been working so hard for us, and we appreciate every single thing you do for us. We couldn’t ask for a better manager. It’s important that you take breaks and take care of yourself. The team of all people knows that. If you need a break, just tell us. You’re not annoying, and it doesn’t matter if you ‘fit in’, because we love you for who you are. You’re bright and caring, and you worry a lot about us. We all love you to death, and we’d be so lost without you. But you should focus on yourself as well. Your health is just as important as ours. We’re here to listen and care for you as you do us.”
His voice was so soft, his thumb was still rubbing circles on your knuckles, and held you so close. Your ear was right against his chest and you could hear his heartbeat. His body is so warm, and his cologne left a subtle waft through your nose.
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It was finally December and everything was starting to calm down. You were starting to take care of yourself more, and making time for just yourself. Managing two teams was still a big job, just like any job. And you still had a bunch of schoolwork to finish for the semester. But nonetheless, you were still pushing through with the support of your boyfriend, and your teams. Osamu’s team was taking home wins every weekend, and they qualified for the college championships at the end of the year. Even though you were slowly starting to get where you needed to be, there was still something pulling you down.
You promised to meet up with Osamu today after class, when you stepped outside, you noticed the first snowfall of the year. It was a chilly day, but the snow took you by surprise. You sat on a small bench, Osamu still had about 10 minutes until his lecture let out. He didn’t have practice today, you promised to spend some time with him. Snow started falling on top of your head, and the temperature started to get colder. “Hurry up, Samu…” you whispered.
“Hey darling, were you waiting long?” He approached you, his hand was in his pockets and his face was painted with joy at the sight of you. He sat next to you and grabbed your hand, conjoining the two in his coat pocket. “Hey, Samu. How was class?” he sighed, “Same old same old. How are you?”
Your face turned towards the ground, kicking your legs from underneath you, watching them go back and forth. “Not the greatest, but pushing through.”
“Do you want to talk about it, I’m here to listen.” He turned your head towards him to look at him in the eyes.
“Just haven’t been feeling the greatest. I’ve been trying to make more time for myself, but I still feel inferior with how I look, and just overall how I am.” He squeezed your hand multiple times, trying to comfort you as much as he can. “You’re absolutely beautiful, I fall in love with you all over again every time I see you.” He stood up nudging you to do the same. “Where are we going?” you asked.
“We’re going to my place, figured we could have some alone time together.”
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NSFW Warning: fingering, oral sex (female and male receiving), hickies, praise, light hair pulling, light spanking, pet names (atta girl, baby girl, baby, darling, princess)
Your tongue was already halfway down his throat, and you were only in his doorway. It’s been a long time since you and Osamu had time alone like this. His lips were intoxicating, every time you kissed him you were addicted to his taste. He held you close, walking towards his couch in the middle of the living room.
“God I’ve missed your taste.” Osamu moved his hands underneath your shirt, pulling it over your head, then pulling your jeans off. Leaving you in just your bra. He started by leaving sloppy kisses on your neck and down towards your chest. Lightly biting and sucking on every area of skin he met. “Can I touch you down here?”
You’ve been together for a couple of years, yet he always asked you before doing anything. Your underwear was already discarded on the floor with your other articles of clothing. He traced his finger down your slit, coating it in your juices. “So wet already, baby?”
His middle and ring finger went inside you, moving in and out at a slow pace. It’s been a while since he’s touched you, so adjusting to his fingers inside you had you moaning in an instant. He was stretching you out, his fingers moving back and forth and his thumb caressing your clit. “Breath darling… attagirl, just like that.”
His voice got 2x deeper than it normally is, lust was starting to take over his whole body. Not a thought behind those eyes, except you. You were the only thing on his mind. “Getting close?” you were breathing hard, it’s been so long that it wasn’t going to take long to reach your climax. “Please, Samu. Don’t stop.” he started to increase his pace just a tiny bit, trying not to disturb the pleasurable flow.
You were close, just a few more moments and you’ll be cumming all over his fingers. In which you did. “You sure were excited, came this much.” He placed his face down in front of your pussy, licking every inch cleaning up the mess you’ve made. His muscle darted in and out of your vaginal canal, not wasting a single drop. He licked circles around your clit, hoping to get another orgasm out of you.
His hands were gripping the sides of your thighs, working wonders on your vagina. You grabbed onto his hair, pulling it lightly. Your second wave of pleasure was coming, Osamu was heedful to your body language. The way your legs were shaking around him, and your walls tightening around his tongue; the sight before him was ravishing. Your second orgasm hit you sooner than you thought and you tried using the back of your hand to muffle the lewd noises that escaped your lips.
Osamu smirked as he pulled you up, directing you towards his cock. He was still fully clothed, but you were quick to taking everything off his body. When you got down to his underwear, they were coated in precum. It was eager to come out and be pleasured. You pulled down the waistband of his underwear and threw them to the rest of the pile of clothes on the floor. His dick was throbbing, he jumped at the slightest bit of touch. He was so sensitive, but he couldn’t wait to feel your mouth wrapped around his fat cock.
You licked up from the bottom of his shaft and teased your tongue around his tip. He seemed so tense, and whimpers came out from him. He missed this feeling a lot. “Just like that baby. That feels so good.” You pumped his cock a few times before taking it all down your esophagus. You bobbed your head up and down, at a very slow and teasing pace. “Come on darling, don’t tease me now.” You started moving faster along his wishes, making sure to keep giving love to his head that you were his whole shaft. He gave your ass a playful smack. “Attagirl, that feels so good, you’re doing great.”
His chest was rising up and down fast, he was close. Very close. His dick started to twitch inside your mouth, “where do you want it?” he asked. You continued to suck him off, using your finger to point at your throat. “As you wish, princess.” he shot his load into your mouth. You swallowed every drop and stuck out your tongue to show him.
“Good girl, always discarding my cum properly.” He started to run his fingers through your hair, trying to calm down from his high. “Thank you, baby, I really needed that. And I hoped you enjoyed it too.” He helped you up off the couch and started handing you your clothes. “Get dressed, let’s go make something to eat then we can get a shower. Want to watch a movie later?” His voice was back to that sweet and innocent tone. “Sounds like a good idea to me,” you smiled.
traditional; waits until the two of you get close and then shows up to your house with roses and takes you out, confesses in his car
"Listen y/n, I know we're close and all, but I have to tell you something, and if you don't feel the same way, please forget this ever happened; I'm in love with you, are you willing to give us a shot?
angry confession; he accidentally tells you how much he loves you while he's scolding you for doing something stupid
"Why don't you ever listen, huh? Why do you always get yourself in these dumbass situations, you have to be more careful, why do you want me to lose the one person I love?"
out of fear; he sees another person confess to you and knows he doesn't have much time left to make you his
"That guy was ugly anyway, he definitely doesn't deserve you. You know what, how about I take you on a date instead? That way you can see what someone acts like when they truly love you."
talks too loud; he's practicing confessing on his friend, failing to realize you're standing right behind him as he professes his love for you
"Y/n I've liked you for a really long time, actually, I think I'm in love with you. I want to know everything about you, every second with you feels so important, will you go out with me?
⤷ ASAHI, ennoshita, inuoka, OIKAWA, gin, AKAGI, yamamoto, SUNA (he's awkward, he just wants to be the best for you)
his FRIENDS; they are sick of seeing you both long for each other, so they lock you in a room together, only agreeing to let you out if one of you confesses
"Well then.. I guess it's kinda out in the air huh? I like you y/n, alot, would you wanna go get ice cream later?"
⤷ iwaizumi, LEV, osamu, goshiki, tendou, SAKUSA, makki, HOSHIUMI, AKAASHI
does not confess; with how close you two are, everyone already assumes you're dating, including him (he eventually confesses and properly asks you out once it registers that YOU don't know yall are dating)
"I didn't want to ruin things, I liked being close to you, I wanted to stay right where I was because if you didn't accept my feelings that meant things would change, I love you, more than you could ever imagine."
Hi everyone, here are some random headcanons about Michikatsu and the reader going on vacation together for my good friend @myrulia :) I hope you guys like it!
WARNINGS: FLUFF - GN!READER - it’s about Michikatsu, a character that clearly isn’t animated yet.
A/N: this drabble is apart of the Maid Tryouts event! I would've made it longer, but writers block is a bitch :) but I hope you still enjoy. Iwaizumi is also 27 in this drabble (based off the Haikyuu timeskip)
Summary: Today you meet the man of your dream, but who knew a sweet coffee date would end up in him fingering you under the table?
Word count: 601
Warnings: Contains NSFW content. Usage of pet names (Baby Girl), public sex, and fingering
Pairing: Iwaizumi Hajime x f!reader
"Oooo who are you getting dressed up for?"
"Shut up Shittykawa, and hang up the phone already. I'm getting ready for my date"
"Fine fine, but you should wear the black shirt, that one has a small stain on the back."
"Thanks, now go", and with that Iwaizumi hung up the phone on his best friend.
Hajime was getting ready for his date tonight with you after you got off work. Pride flowed through his body and he was more than excited for tonight. You met him while working and his eyes never left you. You found yourself distracted by him and couldn't help yourself, flirting with him every moment you could. Him staring you down made your heart do front flips, and your knees went weak anytime he was just a few inches away.
“My my, you’re early.” you perked. “I’m not off for another 15 minutes, take a seat anywhere.”
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He was sitting across you, yet nerves ran through your body. His shirt sleeves were folded up to his elbows, and his eyes never left you. “You okay, [reader]? You look a little tense. Long day? Come here.” You obeyed his words and got up, making your way to his side.
His hands wandered around your shoulders, massaging every strained area. “Did I ever mention you look ravishing in that maid dress?” Your face was flushed in a bright red, and heavy sighs wanted to escape your lips so badly. “How does that feel?” His voice was right next to your ear, his breath tickled down your neck.
“So good-”
“Shhh, baby just be quiet I promise to make you feel amazing before this date ends.” His hands traveled from your shoulders down to your waist. “Is this okay?”
“Hajime- what if someone sees us?” his hands kept moving lower towards the inside of your thighs, but he was more than audacious. Every time he touched you, you would freeze in place. What if someone hears you? Sees you? You’re going to get caught, won’t you?
“Don’t worry baby girl, we’re alright.” His fingers were rubbing circles around your clothed clitoris. “These panties are in the way,” but it didn’t stop him from moving his fingers underneath it, pleasuring all sensitive areas.
“So wet, just for me?” your hole was being pervaded with his fingers. Moving in and out at a slow and delectation pace. Curling his fingers every time it went around your g-spot. While his middle and ring finger were inside you, his thumb was working wonders on your clit. All he cared about was pleasuring you.
“Be careful, you don’t want others around to hear you, do you?” Your mouth was quivering with moans, they desperately wanted to come out but you had to hold it in. “Here, let me help you.” Using his free hand, he took his fork and got a piece of cake, “Open up.”
Your moans escaped when you took the fork into your mouth, hoping that the people around thought your noises were all because of a piece of cake. “How does it taste?” You let the rest of your moans flow out your pretty lips, savoring the flavor of each bite.
“Got to say, that cake tastes pretty good, but this tastes even better.”
“Hajime! I know you did not just put your fingers in your mouth!”
Summary: Feeling a little needy? Need some time with the obey me boys? Don't worry, they'll take care of you
Pairing: obey me!boys x f!reader
Word Count: 588
Warnings: Mentions of pet names (Baby Girl, Good Girl, Baby, Whore, Master)
♡ Lucifer - Really into brattiness. Your attitude gives him the advantage to use power against you
“Think you’re going to get away with that attitude? Perhaps I need to teach you how to behave.” Punishments will include fingers down your esophagus, and one hand wrapped around your throat. “I love when you listen to me in this expression. What’s wrong? Having troubles speaking?”
♡ Mammon - Submission, he loves listening to his master.
“Please, please give it to me master. I’ve been a good boy just for you” His poor legs are trembling yet you continue to tease him “My my, I guess my good boy does deserve a reward hm? Maybe after you beg some more.” Give that nice leash a tug why don’t you?
♡ Levi - Can’t let him go anywhere, what if he tries to misbehave?
“Are they too tight?” Tug on the bondage ropes, we don’t want to hurt poor Levi now do we? “Please, MC. If you continue this I’m gonna finish at any second. Have mercy on me why don’t you?”
♡ Satan - Does it feel good?
“Getting off like a bitch in heat, using my thigh” The neediness to be pleasured. “I’m not going to help you. Not until you tell me what you need.” Not even going to break eye contact hm. Do you think you can just take what you want? Go ahead, but he might have to take charge if you get too greedy.
♡ Asmo - You really think you can escape this man’s grip?
“I’m going to fuck you in every position until you feel senseless.” Have you been keeping track? How many positions has it been? “Aw.. don’t tell me you’re getting tired now. We still have a long way to go, baby.”
♡ Belphie - Great, you’ve caught him masturbating. Are you going to help him?
“If you’re not going to help me, then what else am I supposed to do?” Come on, put those pretty lips to use. “Please don’t stop, please please please.” Have you ever heard a man groan so hard in his life before?
♡ Beel - We’re not surprised are we? Of course, he’s going to add more sweetness to your sweet tooth.
“Does it taste good?” Only he will get you addicted to this taste. But don’t make too much of a mess, “You’re doing so well, but I’m starting to get a little hungry too.” Put those legs over his shoulders.
♡ Simeon - Well? You sure do get excited over such praise hm.
“You did so well, no one does it as you do.” Go on, thank him. He’s praised you for being such a good girl. “Will you continue to be a good girl for me?”
♡ Diavolo - Aw now why can’t they join?
“You look so good when stuffed with two cocks.” Do you mind sharing? More the merrier. Let them take care of you, you are after all Diavolo’s favorite
♡ Solomon - And to think we’re only here because you initiated it,
“Teasing is a very dangerous game.” He’ll have you on your knees begging in no time, let him know who you belong to. “Hm. Always so submissive to me. Such a good little obedient whore.” Now, tell him what you want
♡ Barbatos - Please, let him serve you
“I just want to make you feel good.” He cares for you like fragile glass. “You’re trembling, are you that desperate for me? Well, don’t worry, because I’m going to give you everything you want.” feeling grateful yet?
a/n: In which reader (with their bad luck) attempts to make kyo an ube cake for his birthday.
warnings: reader somehow manages to obtain fresh ube for this and I'm sorry for what you'll read happen to it, modern!au, y'all are engaged,
"Fuck-" You squeeze the bloody cut on your finger as you frantically begin to search for a bandage to stop the bleeding.
You're in the kitchen though, so that doesn't exactly go the way you want it to. Maybe you should've just ordered him a cake after all.
Huffing to yourself, you snatch a paper towel from the roll on the counter, knocking over a bowl when the whole roll is pulled to you.
Your eyes widen in panic, hoping that your fiancé would ignore your racket, clambering to try and catch the falling bowls
Kyojuro, confused from all the clattering, peeks his head into the kitchen. "Y/n? You okay?"
You should've known, you were cussing pretty loudly.
And hardwood isn't exactly a noise proof flooring.
Darting up, in a final attempt to keep your surprise a surprise, you try to get him back into your room.
You were moving so fast, you didn't notice the paper towels that were still on the floor.
And your socks did not agree with you stepping on them with such force.
Trying to catch yourself, you instinctively reached for the counter which happened to have a bowl of ube puree on it.
Not only did you not catch yourself, you spilled vibrant purple puree all over your fiancé as he catches you. And you don't know whether to laugh or cry.
Through his chuckles, Kyojuro carries you out of the kitchen, sitting you on the dining room table. "You okay y/n? That was quite the spectacle."
"...happy birthday? " you answer dryly as he wipes your tears from your cheeks.
"That didn't answer my question."
"Sorry." You pouted. The whole thing was ruined because you're so damn clumsy.
Kyojuro didn't seem to see it that way, he's full on laughing now.
"Quit laughing! It's not funny Kyo-"
"Wanna explain yourself then?"
You shake your head. "Nope. I might cry for real if I do."
"And I'll wipe your tears. So," he leans forward.
"What happened love?"
Sighing, you tell him everything. How you were planning to make him a cake with his favorite food, how it was going to be a surprise, how hard you looked for the ube you needed.
"-I know that's the kind of sweet potato better suited for desserts but it didn't go the way I had hoped...Everything's fucked now, sorry Kyo."
"Don't be so down, my love. I'm smiling aren't I?" he tastes a bit of the still warm puree. "This is it? The ube? It's wonderful! Is there vanilla in it?"
You shake your head. "That's just how it is. It has a natural vanilla like flavor among other things. At least that's what the website said."
He pulls you into a hug, completely ignoring the mess he's smearing all over you, before pulling away and kissing your forehead, nose, and finally your lips. "Thank you, truly. This is one of the best gifts I've ever gotten."
And he meant it. He never expected you to go so far to make him a birthday cake, especially since you never baked for him before.
Or baked ever, really.
You went through so much trouble and effort for him, of course it meant the world to him!
So even if it ended in your kitchen being a wreck with no cake in sight, he loved your gift.
"Come now." He started, pulling away and walking back into the kitchen.
You follow, albeit confusingly. "Huh? What is it?"
"You my dear," he pauses, turning to you. "-have a kitchen to clean."
"By myself?"
"You made the mess love." He beamed at you. "And it's my birthday."
Summary: Sanemi has a few injuries after a battle with Shinobu, she drags him to the Butterfly Mansion and is now in the hands of you care
Warnings: No warnings, part 2 may contain suggestive themes
Word Count: 1.2k
Pairing: Sanemi Shinzagawa x gn!reader
“[Reader], can you go and check on Mr.Shinazugawa? He came in yesterday with a terrible cut. Luckily, he didn’t lose too much blood. He just felt a little dizzy last night. Please make sure he’s doing okay.” Shinobu handed you a tray full of medical supplies and a clipboard with the stats of Sanemi’s previous and current injuries.
It’s been 6 months since you started working at the butterfly mansion as a nurse, and adapting to the environment came rather quickly for you. It’s had its stressful moments, but seeing demon hunters walk out healed, and Shinobu working on her projects, it’s brought a sense of comfort. Shinobu treated you like a younger sibling. Taking you in after you fled from home. She taught you everything you know. You grew close with everyone who worked there and came in, they were family.
But today, there was a patient who you’ve never seen before. He’s been asleep for 14 hours, but he has a steady heart rate. You could easily recognize him as a Hashira, but other than Shinobu and Mitsuri, you haven’t met any of the others orally. His white hair was sticking out in places, and his attire was rather wrinkly. The first thing on the list was to wake him up. You couldn’t tend to his wounds or hygiene without him being conscious.
You’ve tried speaking to him and rolling him gently, but he wouldn’t budge. “Maybe he’s just like that kid, Zenitsu,” you thought to yourself. He would fake sleep as an escape to take his medication. “I don’t think Mr.Shinazugawa would ignore me on purpose, would he?” You shook his shoulders for a few seconds in hopes of stirring him awake, but your plan has failed once again.
You moved your index finger under his nose making sure he was still alive, and he was. But why is he not waking up? You couldn’t just leave him in his old clothes and messy hair. Maybe he won’t even notice you tending to him considering he won’t wake to your touch.
Grabbing a new pair of clothes, you set them aside from his medication on the side table. You started to undo the first few buttons at the top, but it still felt weird doing this while he was sleeping. At least you thought he was sleeping. You felt a strong hand wrap around your wrist and pulling you close.
“And what do you think you’re doing? Undressing me while I’m sleeping?” His voice sounded cold and raspy. “I’m so sorry, please forgive me Mr. Shinazugawa. I was just doing my job and you wouldn’t wake up. I was only going to change your shirt and brush your hair, I promise!” His face was so close to you, and his eyes pierced yours like needles. “Hm? Is that so?” he let go of your wrist and pulled back from your face. “Alright, go ahead. Continue.”
He was so intimidating. But you had a job to do. You finished taking his shirt off as he just watched nonchalantly. His scar was starting to heal, and nothing seemed broken. “Do you feel any immense pain? I don’t think anything is broken, but just to make sure; have any concerns?” you marked down notes on the clipboard for Shinobu to analyze later.
“No. I’m fine. I shouldn’t even be here. Obanai and Kocho made me. At least the beds are comfortable,” he tsked. “Are you almost done? I’d like to get out of here as soon as possible.” He seemed so eager to leave. He must be blind to the substantial care he needs. “I’m sorry, Mr. Shinazugawa. But I can’t let you go until I get an okay from Shinobu and she reviews your analysis.” He groaned in frustration throwing his head back onto the pillow.
You continued to attend to his attire and hygiene, his hair was in knots after fighting for what seemed like hours to him. Handing him his medicine hesitantly, you kept a safe distance in case he grabbed your wrist again. “Relax. I’m not going to grab you again. You just scared me, that’s all.”
“Well. I’m done with your check-up, if there’s nothing you need, then I’ll be taking my leave now.” You left him lying alone in the room, still trying to process this intimidating and somewhat embarrassing first impression. Ms. Shinobu could’ve warned you about his stern attitude, but he wasn’t much different from young Inosuke who was here just a few weeks ago.
It’s been a week now since Sanemi has been at the Butterfly Mansion, and his health has been improving swiftly. He was still sore in some areas, but he was getting back to his full fighting strength. Aoi allowed him to use the garden to train but eventually had to move him inside to the training room after he accidentally cut up all the plants Kiyo placed.
“Oi. Muffinhead. Are you going to help me train or you just going to stand there.” Muffinhead? Was he talking to you? “Sorry Shinazugawa, but I only attend to injuries and well-being, I can’t fight very well. Shall I go ask Aoi to assist you?”
“No.” he tsked. He turned his back on you and continued to build his strength up. He hardly gives himself breaks, and he pushed himself over quite a few times. The more he inflated his body, the longer he had to stay here. You couldn’t count how many times he’s tried running away from the manor, but Shinobu always found a way to bring him back. She would not let him go, even when they had a hashira meeting.
Thanks to Shinobu, you were the one who had to attend to his health a lot. Sanemi started respecting you and the others a lot more, but he still had his consequential attitude here and there. If he did what he was told, he’d be leaving in no time. Another 4 days at the most. But his egotistical manner kept him bedridden after training.
*Knock knock* “Um, Mr. Shinazugawa?” you peaked in his private room, his body lay across the floor. “Mr. Shinazugawa? Why are you on the floor? I brought you your dinner.”
“Just set it on the table. I’m stretching.” He laid flat on the ground with his arms and legs spread apart. Hm… yeah stretching.. definitely? “Is there anything else you need?” you moved back towards the doorway preparing to leave, “If you can, will you stay for me for a second?” he asked. He sat up still sitting on the floor and stared at you. He had a neutral expression, but it looked like he really wanted you to stay with him.
You nodded your head and cracked the doorway, moving towards the seat in the corner of the room. The room was only lightened with one singular lamp near his bed. “I’ve been here for a hot minute now, and it seems like I don’t really have anyone to talk to. But if I did, it would be you.” He moved from the floor to his bed and started eating his dinner that consisted of cold soba and tsuyu sauce. “If you don’t mind. Can you tell me a little about yourself? I want to get to know you.”