your baji fic had me in tears and made me feel things..thinking about life with chifuyu afterwards </3
hi hi! sorry im getting back to this so late, i was stuck at work all day, but this single comment has made my day significantly better! thank you for reading 🥺
life with fuyu would be incredibly relaxed i feel (especially now that he isn't being cockblocked by a ghost). he would have his own quaint routine, never leaves the apartment without a kiss, always calls if he's running late from work. part of his routine ever since baji passed was to visit his grave and pay his respects, now that is a little routine both of you share. you would cook, he would clean up after. you adopt a puppy after a few years. fuyu offers stability and security when the world is shit, when things get hard, when work becomes too stressful. he's your rock, and you're his inspiration. like puzzle pieces you complete each other. the one single puzzle piece you both had to learn to be without is baji, but you both keep a place in your hearts for him. <3
ngl i made myself sad with this one because i can't help but think about how fuyu and baji are polar opposites that complement each other and if in any kind of scenario baji got resurrected because of the power of love and exquisite pussy, a poly relationship with them would be a fucking dream come true.
