Hi bby! How do you think the MSBY Boys (Bokuto, Sakusa, Atsumu, and Hinata) would react to their s/o running towards them and jumping into their arms after a match in front if everyone? Thank you x
➵ MSBY 4 BOYS + THEIR S/O JUMPING INTO THEIR ARMS IN FRONT OF EVERYONE
type/genre: headcanons; fluff! kinda cliche! more fluff!!
a/n: this is such a cute request! i don’t think i’ve ever written for sakusa before (aside from lil blurbs) so i hope i did him justice! requesting rules
other versions: JJK BOYS : INARIZAKI
BOKUTO KŌTARŌ ➞ bo would grin so widely as he sees you running towards him at full speed! he would drop whatever he’s holding at the time (whether it’s his gym bag or his phone) to catch you in his arms and twirl you around. his booming laughter would vibrate against your chest as he hugs you tight, not wanting to let you go. he would snuggle his face into the crook of his neck, excitement obvious on his face the minute he saw you. when he finally releases you from his grasp, he would hold your face and beam at you, excitedly asking you if you’d seen how amazing he was today. and when you tell him he did great, he’ll pepper your face with a thousand kisses, not embarassed by PDA at the slightest.
MIYA ATSUMU ➞ atsumu basks in the attention you give him, and he’ll be completely aware of all the curious eyes looking at him. he’d give everyone a show, a charming grin plastered on his face as he catches you with little to no effort. but when you hold his face in his hands and whisper a quiet ‘i’m so proud of you’, he would drop his facade and a genuine smile would grace his lips instead. he would lean in closer until your lips touches his, and the two of you would share a tender kiss—in front of all his teammates. even though he doesn’t mind PDA at all, the setter would sport a cute blush on his face as he sets you back on your feet, a little bit embarrassed all of a sudden.
SAKUSA KIYOOMI ➞ sakusa usually isn’t very fond of PDA, but he’s still running on adrenaline from his win today, so he would catch you with open arms, a handsome smile on his face. even you were kind of taken aback by this, not really expecting to get such a response. when you pull away from the embrace, he sets you back down on the floor and presses a soft kiss on your forehead, smile still present on his lips. he’d ask you what you thought about the match today, and he would tell you to wait for a moment as he gathered his things, wanting to do nothing but laze around with you in your apartment all day and order some delicious food for dinner.
HINATA SHŌYŌ ➞ hinata would be so giddy when he sees you running towards him—he’d have a huge smile on his face, eyes turning into little crescents. he’d catch you in his arms with ease, holding you by the back of your thighs to support your weight. hinata would still be so full of energy, no matter how grueling the match was, so he would tell you all about the different tactics and cool moves he implemented during the game, all while still holding you in his arms. your weight does not matter to him (i mean, look at his arms post-brazil), he probably could carry you all the way home if you want him to. his bright smile seem to never leave his face once he saw you, as if you’re his source of energy and you’re all he needs to get rid of his fatigue.
➵ THEIR REACTION WHEN YOU SAY YOU WANT TO LAY ON THEIR TIDDIES
a/n: me & @sunacity were yelling about the himbos’ sexy tiddies and this came out of it,, it’s so self indulgent but uh- enjoy <3 ##ns//fw version here (minors dni!!!)
characters: the himbos aka bokuto koutarou, iwaizumi hajime (he’s a himbo in my eyes), ushijima wakatoshi
genre: crack?? fluff?? kinda suggestive but not really?? idk lol
BOKUTO KOUTAROU ➞ he would go ‘uh? whaddya mean babe?’ and tilt his head to the side, a confused look on his face. after you explain to him that essentially, you want to bury your face in his pecs and just go crazy, he would grin widely and agree, obviously pleased that you appreciate the work he put into his muscles. he’ll take off his shirt with one hand, pat his chest, and say ‘they’re all yours baby!’ bokuto wouldn’t be able to stop laughing while you smother his tiddies with kisses, his chest rumbling every now and then. he won’t be shy to show you how much he enjoys the attention, and when you’re satisfied, he’ll pull you into a big hug and let you lay on his chest one more time before letting you go with a huge smile on his face and a sparkle in his golden eyes, obviously proud that he has made you happy.
IWAIZUMI HAJIME ➞ iwa would get all flustered, struggling to stutter out a response as the tips of his ears get hotter and hotter every second. he would be a little bit embarassed by your straightforwardness, wondering if this is just another one of your dumb pranks. when you tell him you’re not kidding, his cheeks would flush even deeper. he obliges, but not before grumbling under his breath and muttering about how you always come up with the weirdest ideas. he takes off his shirt swiftly, and only then can you see the full body blush he’s sporting—his entire chest warm and flushed red. you grab onto his upper torso and give him a few pecks here and there before nuzzling your cheek on his chest, muttering a ‘yeah, this is what heaven feels like.’ iwa would shake his head and roll his eyes, feigning indifference (but you can see him growing redder, if that’s even possible).
USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI ➞ he would stare at you blankly as he tries to process the information. ‘lay... on my... tiddies?’ he doesn’t really get it but he’d utter out a ‘sure.’ and stand there, unmoving. you look at him expectantly, gesturing for him to take his shirt off. ushi would look even more confused but he’ll do so without saying a word, pulling his shirt off over his head effortlessly. you grin at him before giving his pecs a little pat, whispering a ‘now this is god’s greatest gift to humanity.’ you give his chest a big smooch and pressed your cheek against him, sighing in content as you feel his warm skin against yours. ushijima would let out a chuckle, his chest reverberating with the sound. he would place his hands on your hips, holding you close as you put all your attention to his pecs—because although he doesn’t really understand what the hell you’re doing, he’s just glad that he can put a smile on your face.
okay what do u think atsumu, iwaizumi, sakusa, and bokuto would react if youre giving their dog more attention than him 👀 i feel like they’d be jealous and pouty but i wanna see how you write out the scenes bc i love your work so much 💞💞 thank you!!!!
➵ WHAT THE HAIKYUU BOYS DO WHEN YOU PAY MORE ATTENTION TO THEIR PETS
!! warnings: slighttttly suggestive ,, lots of kisses and a whole lotta jealous possessive boyfies hrhhdhdh i hope this isn’t too bad TT
a/n: thank u sm ahhh you’re too sweet!! and thank u for the req hehe i had a lovely time writing it!! <3 [ requesting rules ]
MIYA ATSUMU ➞ atsumu would try to wrap his arms around your waist, mumbling against your shoulder about how you should stop playing with his puppy and pay attention to him instead. “yer killin’ me babe, please! i’m starved of yer love!” he whines, burying his nose in the crook of your neck. when you still choose to ignore him, he would let go of you, not even when you shrug him off. atsumu would then press hot, sloppy kisses on your neck, smirking against your skin as you try to wiggle your way out of his arms. his kisses make their way to your jawline, before finally reaching the corner of your lips. atsumu catches your bottom lip between his teeth, effectively shutting you up before you could utter another word of complaint. “that’ll teach ya not t’ ignore me next time.” he grins, face innocent as if he didn’t just cause you to fall apart with his lips alone.
IWAIZUMI HAJIME ➞ he’d brush it off at first, not wanting to make a fuss over something as minuscule as this. but then after several attempts of getting your attention, he started to frown at the sight of you smiling at the puppy and giving it your full attention while you blatantly ignore him. he tries to shake his frustrations away, but he’s only human, and he’s your boyfriend for god’s sake. patience running thin, he uses a bit of his strength to pin you down against the floor, biting back a smirk as a small gasp escape from your lips. he leans in closer and lets his lips brush against your ear, enjoying the way you shiver underneath him. “don’t try to ignore me again, angel. i know what you’re trying to do.” iwa has both your arms pinned above your head, and with his free hand he grasps your jaw, allowing him to fully have your attention. he presses an open-mouthed kiss against your lips, “next time, i won’t be as nice about this, got it?”
SAKUSA KIYOOMI ➞ at first, sakusa wouldn’t make a big deal out of it, opting to give you some space instead. but fifteen more minutes pass and you were still standing by the kitchen counter, cooing at his puppy and whispering praises as it rolls over on its back for a belly rub. sakusa wrinkles his nose in irritation and furrows his brows. he approaches your figure and you gulp from the sheer determination in his eyes. unconsciously, you take a few steps back, not realizing that your back is now against the sink and your 6’3” boyfriend has you trapped with no way of escaping. “stop giving my dog more attention,” he frowns, and your eyes widen at the change in his tone. you’ve never seen this side of him before. sakusa leans in, and his lips are soft and warm against yours. he kisses you hungrily and intensely, leaving you breathless and wanting more. “don’t ignore me again.” he mumbles, pupils blown wide and voice raspy, but there’s a slight tinge of shyness behind his neutral expression, embarrassed of letting his jealousy get the best of him.
BOKUTO KOUTAROU ➞ he would immediately get pouty when he notices that you’re ignoring him. bo would try to snuggle against your side. and when you continue to cuddle his puppy — purposely ignoring his affections — he would sulk and sit in the corner, hair droopy and shoulders hunched. he doesn’t budge when you tell him to come and sit by your side, only giving in when you smother his face with kisses. still pouting, he snuggles against your chest and mumbles, “baby who do you love more? me or my dog?” his calloused palms snuck their way under your shirt, massaging small circles on your waist. you try to escape from his ticklish grasp, but his strong hands firmly trap you in place. “stop ignoring me.” he huffs, lips warm against your bare stomach. bokuto looks up at you expectantly, eyes wide and bright and oh-so-innocent. you stutter out a response and he beams, pressing a few more butterfly kisses on your stomach before releasing his grasp on your waist, finally satisfied.
!! warnings. mentions of food, knives in hinata’s part (for the food)
a/n. as someone who loves cooking, i loved writing these so much, thank u for requesting!! p.s. omi’s one is more baking than cooking but i hope u don’t mind <3 requesting rules
BOKUTO KŌTARŌ ➞ it’s always very lively in the kitchen. bokuto would spend the entire time chatting with you as he sautés the mushrooms, occasionally picking one right off the pan to ‘taste’ it for flavor. he would be pretty clingy too, wrapping his arms around you from the back and pouting just because you refused to let him flip the pan “baby please, i wanna show you my pro chef skills, pleaseee?” you tell him a stern no, because the last time you let him do it, the salmon you were pan-frying flew out of the pan and into the sink. bokuto isn’t horrible in the kitchen per se (despite the salmon incident), it’s just that he gets distracted really easily and would ask you to watch him attempt to breakdance on the kitchen floor. “can i at least get a kiss?” he pouts, hair droopy. you give him a small peck on the lips, but that’s obviously not enough for him. he pulls you back in by the hip, peppering small kisses on the corners of your lips and your jawline, not letting you go until you whack him on the arm because the soup was about to boil over.
MIYA ATSUMU ➞ he’s cocky. he’s very proud of the fact that he can cook up some an amazing plate of ginger pork; but he would deny the fact that he stole the recipe from osamu, even after osamu himself told you so. you have to admit, he is pretty good in the kitchen, especially when it comes to japanese dishes. “will ya gimme a kiss if i can do the wok toss on this without spillin’ it?” he asks, wiggling his eyebrows at you. you scoff at his confidence, telling him to go ahead, not knowing that he spent a little over 50 hours in total practicing this move especially for you. he does it perfectly on the first try, and he does it again a second time to show you that it wasn’t a fluke. he smirks at you, obviously pleased about his win. “‘s right darlin’,” he smiles against your lips, strong arms around your waist, “y’ve got the coolest boyfriend in the world”. you roll your eyes at him, telling him that osamu’s cooler and he whines, huffing loudly until you give him another kiss and reassure him that he is indeed the cooler twin.
SAKUSA KIYOOMI ➞ sakusa is probably the best kitchen partner out of everyone here. he cleans as he cooks, not wanting to let the dishes build up in the sink. he’s very meticulous with his actions, and very detail-oriented as well, so he most probably excels in baking. he loves baking brownies with you, and overtime the two of you perfect your very own unique dark chocolate fudge brownie recipe. he feeds you a piece, a soft smile gracing his lips when you grin brightly at him, giving him the thumbs up. “you’ve got some chocolate on your lips,” he mutters. but before you can attempt to wipe it off yourself, he swoops in and kisses the tiny bit of chocolate off your lips, biting back a smile when you gape at him, surprised. you roll your eyes at him, telling him that he’s so damn cliché, but he merely pinches your nose and chuckles, “i saw my chance and took it, beautiful.” sakusa’s eyes sparkle as he spoke, “besides,” he gives you another peck for good measure, “i know you love it.”
HINATA SHOYO ➞ hinata is definitely an amazing cook, especially after his time in brazil. he has mastered a number of traditional dishes, and he’ll gladly show you what he’s capable of. “i’ll show you how to make some camarão no leite de coco tonight, it’s gonna be so much fun!” he’s very chatty while he’s cooking; he’d tell you the story behind all the dishes — and how he learnt to make them in the first place. he would ask you to peel and devein the shrimp while he gathers all the other ingredients. you’ll be extremely focused in completing your task and he’d say, “here, i’ll show you an easier way to do it,” he smiles brightly, gently placing his hands on top of yours to guide you with the knife, his warm chest against your back. he’s so incredibly close — you could practically hear his every breath. he skillfully slices the back of the shrimp and cleans it in one swift motion. impressed by his abilities, you ask him how he learned such a trick. hinata laughs lightly and presses a kiss on your temple, “i’ll tell you all about it over dinner, kay? i still have so much to tell you, don’t worry.”
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camarão no leite de coco is a traditional Brazilian dish made of shrimp + coconut milk (+ veggies), usually served over white rice!
i love researching about different country’s cuisines and god my mouth was watering when i looked at the different recipes for this dish 🥲☝️
a/n: this is a req from my old blog that i really liked so i’m doing another one but with different characters this time :] i love this concept sm bc our boys need our love and support as well :( they shouldn’t be the one giving all the time
IWAIZUMI HAJIME ➞ his brows were furrowed and his mouth was pulled into a straight line, the frustration in his face clearly visible. he’s trying to avoid your gaze, and when you gently hold his face to get him to look at you, he clenched his jaw and balled his fists, glassy eyes betraying the tough-guy facade he’s trying so hard to maintain. “it’s not your fault,” you whisper, kissing the crease between his brows. you engulf him in a hug, gently holding his head against your chest, hoping that the steady beat of your heart can bring him some sense of peace and stability. “you did amazing in the game, hajime, one loss doesn’t reflect the entirety of your skills.” his fingers found their way to the hem of your shirt, and he grasps it tightly, almost as if he’s afraid that you’re going to leave. “you’re my ace, alright? i’m proud of you.” iwaizumi exhales loudly and melts into the hug, the tension in his shoulders slowly dissipating as you place a kiss on the crown of his head.
BOKUTO KOUTAROU ➞ he’s a mess. bokuto doesn’t even seem to notice that you’re currently standing just a few feet away from where he’s sitting. “kou?” you tried. no response. “baby,” you call out again, approaching him and carding your fingers through his already disheveled hair. “it’s okay, you’re gonna be okay. you’ll blast through them even more next time, kay? just like you always do.” he looks up at you with his lips downturned, and your heart hurts because of how broken he looks. “let’s go home, i’ll order your favorite food and we can cuddle ‘til you fall asleep, yeah?” you place your hands on his cheeks and smile at him, hoping that he can see how proud of him you are. you give him a kiss on the forehead, one on each eyelid, another on the tip of his nose, and one last one on the corner of his lips. he pulls you into a tight hug and buries his face in your stomach, breathing in your scent. and when he finally releases you from his embrace, the frown on his lips is still present, but his eyes shine a little bit brighter than it did a few moments ago.
OIKAWA TOORU ➞ he’s cheerful and bubbly and flirty, but everything is just so painfully fake. his smile doesn’t reach his eyes at all, and when he thinks no one is looking, you see him staring into the distance with an empty look in his eyes. “hey,” you walk towards him with intent, and before he could utter yet another cheery greeting, you poke him in the stomach, causing him to double over in pain. he whines dramatically, but you completely ignore him and clasp your fingers behind his neck, pulling him towards you so that the two of you were at eye level with each other. “stop pretending like you’re okay. you don’t have to wear a fake smile in front of me, i’m here for you, alright?” you pressed your forehead against his and watch as the practiced smile on his lips crumble, allowing you to see the person behind the mask—someone who’s tired and sad and angry; someone who has real and raw emotions. okay, he murmurs, voice cracking just a little bit. he squeezes his eyes shut and clings onto you, and the two of you stay there for a little while as he mimics your steady breathing to get himself to calm down.
AKAASHI KEIJI ➞ he’s quiet. sitting on the bench with his face buried in the palms of his hands, akaashi’s shoulders are hunched, as if he desperately wants to make himself look smaller. you sit next to him and places a hand on his lap, “keiji,” you whisper. you don’t offer him anything else; you don’t try to get him to talk because you know that’s not what he needs right now. the two of you sit in comfortable silence for a while, and after a few moments, akaashi takes a deep breath and places his hand on top of yours, squeezing gently—an expression of gratitude. you can’t help but smile when he lays his head on your shoulder and laces his fingers in yours, “i love you,” you whisper. akaashi doesn’t answer immediately, but the way he places a gentle kiss on the back of your hand and how his lips linger on your skin for a moment too long speaks louder than those three words ever could. he might not be the most verbal of men, but he expresses his love and appreciation for you in more ways than one.
you kick a pebble across the street and sigh. the sky is dark and hazy tonight; barely any moonlight is peeking through the clouds.
“i don’t know what to do.” you exhale softly, your breath coming out in puffs of white. there’s a certain heaviness weighing you down lately, and you’ve been shouldering it all alone. it’s draining.
bokuto hums, hiding the lower half of his face under his scarf. “do what, babe?”
you sigh again, shoulders slumping. the unpleasant feeling of the cold wind nipping at your skin makes you shiver. why’d you insist on going on a walk at three a.m. in the middle of winter again?
“i don’t know really,” you start, “i just feel like everyone around me has their life together and i’m just stuck here, with no clear path in my life, and i’m so tired of chasing after something intangible.”
bokuto stops walking, white sneakers scuffing against the pavement. the flickering street lamps are the only things keeping you from tripping over your own feet in the dark. you glance at him.
wordlessly, he takes his red scarf off and wraps it around your neck, ignoring your complaints.
“well,” he mumbles, brows furrowed in deep concentration. “i don’t think there’s anything wrong with being lost.”
you look up at him, but he was still fiddling with the frayed edges of the scarf. “you don’t have to have your life figured out all the time. i’m sure most people don’t know what they’re doing anyway.”
you bury your face beneath the fabric, mirroring his actions from just a few moments before. bokuto’s cheeks were rosy from the cold; and under the warm yellow streetlights, he looks almost angelic.
“i guess,” you chew on your lip, “but i feel like i’m the only one struggling, y’know?”
he clicks his tongue and pouts, “who said you’re gonna be alone?”
he drapes an arm on your shoulder and pulls you close, pressing a kiss on the crown of your head and another on your temple. you shiver again, this time not from the cold.
“i’m here baby, don’t forget that.” his laughter is light and clear and warm. “we can be lost together, no biggie! we’ll figure it out along the way, don’t stress yourself out too much, kay?”
Hi Lex! I’d like to request what Bokuto, Akaashi, and Iwazumi would likely do and or gift you for your anniversary? :) and maybe even what you’d get him!
➵ WHAT THE HAIKYUU BOYS DO FOR YOU ON YOUR ANNIVERSARY
a/n: oooh this is so cute! i’m leaving out the part for what you’d get him bc it’s getting too long hehe <3 also please let me know if you prefer this hc format or my usual ones!! request rules
type/genre: headcanons; fluff fluff fluff!! kinda cheesy but it is what it is
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✿ BOKUTO KŌTARŌ
first thing in the morning, bokuto will knock on the bedroom door and enter with a huge bouquet in his arms, practically covering his broad torso.
his way of waking you up consists of peppering your whole face with little kisses and sealing it with a final kiss on the lips.
he would happily tell you all about the picnic he planned out for the two of you.
like the gentleman that he is, he’ll carry the giant wicker basket filled with cute mini sandwiches, pre-peeled oranges and a jug of sweet peach tea in his arms.
he sets out a large blanket on the grass for both of you to sit on, and bo wanders around while you take the pre-prepared food out.
after half an hour, he’ll come out from the bushes with a handful of white daisies in hand, eyes sparkling with glee.
“why’d you keep giving me flowers today, bo?” you ask, grateful but confused.
he plucks one of the daisy stems from his grasp and tucks it behind your ear, smiling brightly as he admires your face.
“it’s because you’re beautiful,” he beams, “and the flowers are beautiful! it matches perfectly.”
even after all this time, you’re still caught off guard by the genuineness in his voice.
whenever he says these things, he’s not just being nice—he’s being honest, which is what makes it so much more special.
✿ AKAASHI KEIJI
akaashi wakes up extra early in the morning to cook you breakfast.
he’ll take time to make homemade pancakes for you—from scratch!
he would gently knock on your door and carry the plate filled with pancakes to the bedroom so that the sweet scent of vanilla is the first thing you wake up to in the morning.
both of you might eat breakfast in bed together while watching the latest episode of your favorite TV show.
after you’re done enjoying the fresh pancakes, he draws you a relaxing bath and tells you to get ready for the plans he arranged for today.
the two of you decide to have a quick lunch in your favorite restaurant—the place where you had your first date with akaashi
after you’re done eating, he kisses the back of your hand and guides you to the planetarium, where he had booked out the whole venue for the evening
and when you gape at him in disbelief, he would only smile and press a soft kiss on your forehead.
“i don’t deserve any of this,” you sniff.
“you deserve the world, angel.” akaashi says, eyes full of tenderness, “i want you to know that, and i’ll do everything in my power to make you happy.”
he takes your hands and gently places them on his shoulder, smiling softly when you clasp your fingers together on the back of his neck.
the two of you sway along the planetarium’s background music, foreheads touching, like there’s no one else more important than each other.
“i love you,” you whisper, eyelashes fluttering as akaashi plants a small kiss on the tip of your nose.
“i love you too,” he says, voice firm and unwavering.
✿ IWAIZUMI HAJIME
you wake up to iwaizumi waiting for you in the kitchen, brewing a cup of hot coffee.
he doesn’t even need to ask how you want your coffee made, he practically knew it by heart after years of being together.
he sets the mug on the table and presses a small kiss on the crown of your head before walking over to the couch, nervously reaching over for a big scrapbook filled with pictures of the two of you over the years, accompanied with little notes beside each one.
as you admire the amount of care he puts into making this album of your relationship, he hands you a cream envelope and motions for you to open it.
inside, there were two tickets, yellow in color, for a ride on the ferris wheel during the sunset.
he cooks you some homemade curry and rice, and urges you to eat it quickly so you can catch the train in time for sunset.
he held your hand tight the whole way there, and still refused to let go when you’re on the ferris wheel.
it was only when your carriage stops at the very top for a few short seconds that iwaizumi lets go of your hands to cup your face instead, kissing you softly, gently.
“i know i’m not always the best in expressing my love in sentences, but i hope you can truly feel how much i love you.” he sighs, offering you a half smile.
“oh, hajime,” tears are forming in your eyes, “you make me feel like i’m the most loved person in this world.”
his thumb grazes your cheekbone as he looks you in the eyes, eyebrows furrowed.
“well, you’re the most loved person in my world,” he mutters bashfully, “and you deserve it all. really.”
bokuto casually leaned on the doorframe as he watches your figure. there was a smile on your face as you admire your own reflection in the mirror.
it doesn’t feel like it, but tonight is your fourth year anniversary with him. if he’s being honest, time seems to slip away from his hands whenever he’s with you.
“hey, is this seat taken?” you whispered to the amber-eyed boy.
your voice startled bokuto out of his daydream, “uh? huh- ah no it’s not!” he stammered, looking as if he was caught doing something he wasn’t supposed to do.
you let out a quiet laugh, “cat got your tongue?”
this earned a blush on bokuto’s face. he’s usually a very loud and confident person—but there’s just something about you that made him flustered.
you smiled warmly at him as you slid into the tiny seat of the lecture hall, “i’m just kidding.”
bokuto pouted teasingly, “well, you owe me a lunch for making fun of me on our first meeting.”
the lecturer glared at the both of you, signaling that you were being disruptive.
you lowered your head apologetically at him but whispered over to the boy sitting next to you, “a lunch from the cafetaria? you sure?”
your new seatmate beamed at you, “yeah! the burritos are amazing, y’know?”
another glare from the lecturer.
“i’m bokuto koutarou, nice to meet you.”
“i’m L/N F/N, let’s pay attention before the devil kills us all, yeah?”
bokuto struggled to bite back the laughter bubbling in his stomach.
“-taro, are you ready?” your voice brings him back to the present. you were smiling at him as you held his cheek in the palm of your hand.
his arms made its way around your waist, pulling you closer. “you look beautiful, angel.”
your smile widened, “what were you thinking of just now?”
“oh, you know,” he grinned, “the devil.”
you chuckled and shook your head, but there was a knowing look in your eyes.
