₊˚⊹♡ your very first morning waking up in sae's arms comes with an unexpected surprise! sae itoshi x reader
the very first morning you woke up in sae's arms was a morning you never wanted to forget. you distinctly remember the hotel's bedsheets being tinged with the fragrance of something floral mixed with sae's faint cologne, and the natural symphony of the waves crashing outside from the open balcony window along with the glittering sunlight that streamed into the room only made the moment even more perfect.
sae had begun the morning by pressing a number of soft kisses sleepily onto your shoulder blades as he slowly rouse from his slumber, so it was only natural for you to turn around and greet him good morning, right?
the appalled gasp that tore from your lips had sae's eyes fluttering open in confusion, and the sight of your wide eyed gaze and hand pressed against your mouth had him immediately sitting up in concern
"what's wrong?" he questions, voice gravelly and deep with sleep as his palm reaches out to settle against your waist
"uhm... nothing!" you manage to choke out. sae blinks slowly, not catching on to what could have provoked such a reaction from you—but when your gaze accidentally moves up for a split second—his own eyes slightly widen in mild horror as he remembered just what his hair looked like in the morning.
the usual styled and gelled hair you were so used to seeing was now a soft but absolutely wild mess on top of his head—it seemed like the pink tufts were defying gravity itself with the way they stuck up in just about every direction possible. his usual updo was also completely gone, with his bangs instead falling softly against his forehead in thick tufts.
despite the tousled and disheveled look that was a far cry from sae's usual composed appearance, the sight in front of you was oddly endearing. unfortunately for you, sae immediately pulls his blanket up and over his head, muttering an angry string of profanities under his breath as you wince
"sae! i'm sorry, i was just a bit surprised, i promise! i've never seen your hair so... uhm—" you cut yourself off with a muffled laugh as sae tightens the blanket around his head
"you weren't supposed to see me like this... go back to sleep and tell yourself this was all a dream while i get myself ready in the bathroom."
you laugh louder, but only because he was dead serious. once your laughter subsides, you carefully rise on wobbly legs off the bed. the sleeve of sae's shirt shifts off your shoulder a bit from the movement, but you don't bother to fix it as you hover over him and gently tug the blanket off of his form
thankfully, sae doesn't protest. you crawl back onto the bed once you manage to peel off all the constricting fabric in your way before carefully pulling his head into your lap, placing a flurry of kisses onto the slope of his hairline. he flinches after the first press of your lips against him, but eventually, sae relaxes in your hold with a barely perceptible scowl plastered onto his face.
"i can't believe you saw me like this. so tepid." he grumbles as you smile softly, threading a hand through his locks and carefully parting the hair—a fruitless attempt to tame it, unfortunately.
"sae, i promise the sight of you like this isn't tepid or lukewarm, or whatever it is you're always saying. everyone's hair is a bit of a mess in the morning, so please don't feel embarrassed—"
"i am not embarrassed—"
"—and please don't think you have to put up a front with me like you do with everyone else! i don't want you to go style your hair right now, i want you relax just as you are. so, please lay back down." you huff, and sae remains silent. he seems to be deep in thought, brows pinching together and lips slightly pursed as he drew mindless circles on your knee before ultimately heaving a sigh
"...fine. i'll stay."
he's too embarssed to thank you for making him feel more human than machine, so instead, sae will call the hotel receptionist when you finally do get out of bed to use the restroom and order every breakfast item they have on the menu (it's because he doesn't know which one'll be your favorite, this is his first time waking up with you, after all), he'll allow you to brush his hair, shampoo it, blow-dry it, play with it—whatever it is you want to do because he tolerates you, and only because he tolerates you.
and maybe he'll even offer you a kiss on the lips for... well, that one would just be because he wants to kiss you.
