t/w! : y/n pov, fluff, teasing, teensy weensy little smut, wholesome, him trying to be a better bf and express himself well<3
enjoy, my number one babygirls~
A year ago, you met sukuna while finding the injured and unconscious megumi, and you HATED him to the core as he hurt your batch mate. The annoying, bratty man would've sliced you in half the next moment - but something about the way you had the audacity to slap him, intrigued him the very moment.
He was in smitten, stupidly smiling whenever your angry expression flashed across his mind - and the king of curses had a soft spot under that hard, lead heart of his.
you have no idea how you ended up being his girlfriend - but all that mattered was that now he was yours and you were his. and you did NOT expect him to have such a soft, pouty side.
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to call you baby - not the cute endearing nickname, but mockingly.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to call you an annoying ass and then go to the next room, while you just ignore it and scroll on your phone, only for him to waddle back to you after a few moments and tell you that he likes your ass.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒He's the type to leave you on seen, but also appear at your doorstep the next second.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to huff and pout, having a grumpy expression on his face when you're tying his hair up into two cute pigtails, but he secretly loved every single moment of it in his heart.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to drop something down on purpose, just to make you bend down and pick it up, just so he can get a view of your ass.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to notice immediately when your mood is down, and pull you into his muscular arms without context, and you're just happy to have him with you.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to do skincare with you, just so your fingers can apply the products on his face, and everytime? He resists the urge to just pull you onto his lap and kiss you then and there.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to be stubborn when you're ignoring and mad at him, but later at night you're the one holding him snuggled under your arms when he's afraid of losing you.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to speak with you honestly, no filter. If you look bad in a dress, he WILL make sure you know it, and maybe even buy you a shorter dress to wear so he can rip it off later.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to think that watching sunsets and taking long walks are stupid, ultimately ending up doing the exact same thing with you because he loves seeing the breeze sweep your pretty hair back.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to burn down the kitchen when you're not home and you told him to heat up yesterday's pasta.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to slice off any other guys' head the next second when you tell him that person's making you uncomfortable.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to let you colour his tattoos, a stupid, smitten smile on his face as he watched you colour away like a little kid.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to Google on how to be a better boyfriend, and feels guilty when you're doing anything for him. However his nails get in his way and he just throws the phone down in frustration.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to tell you first thing when he achieves the smallest of things, like making a cupcake, and loves it when you chuckle and kiss him as a reward.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to only ever cry if you're the reason behind it, because he loves you too much, more than any word can express, and he hates to see you sad even for a small bit.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of person to check up on you when you're sick and act nonchalant about it, when his insides are screaming with worry.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 He's the type of guy to be merciless towards you while he's fucking you in positions you couldn't even imagine, hitting all the spots you hated just to see you whine in pain mixed with pleasure.
‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 But he's also the type of guy who's extra careful when cleaning you up, muttering an apology whenever you winced the slightest.
Even though your one year relationship had it's ups and downs, you both truly loved eachother too much to leave the other person. He would always tell you that he's trying and trying to improve, and you were slowly healing an inner child of him that he didn't know he had, and he's forever grateful to you.
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟
He would burn the world for his beloved, and not let a single flame touch you.
⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪pov: he 's your sweet, cute boyfriend~ ˖⟡˚౨ৎ⋆
tw: only fluff, wholesomeness, short fluffs and cutesy-ness
{disclaimer: I did NOT watch the anime so this is purely what little things I know about BSD, please don't come after me.}
enjoy<3 [I'm so sorry for ghosting you lovely people]
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You and Dazai weren't that close to eachother - heck you guys didn't even know the other person existed until the recent training camps you both were sent to by the Port Mafia, for the third years. Both of you had adjacent rooms and you soon got close and started talking.
6 months ago, He asked you out on a date and you said yes. Apart from the cocky, stern and cold man you normally saw outside, you saw...
...the different, soft man.
⟡ He's the type to take you out on cute dates every weekend, hug you from the back when you're cooking and kiss you on the cheek, while telling you that you're his world.
⟡ He's the type to remove his jacket and put it over your shoulders and shiver in the cold himself, and then get sick just so you could baby him and feed him his favourite hot soup.
⟡ He's the type to take pictures of you without you asking him.
⟡ He's the type to join in with you while you're showering just to annoy you.
⟡ He's the type to cling onto you so tight when you're the big spoon during cuddle sessions.
⟡ He's the type to bake a cake for your birthday when he sucks at cooking, looking all messy with flour on his face, grinning like a child as you laugh and wipe it off his nose.
⟡ He's the type to say "Oh don't worry, he's looking at my handsome face~" when you tell him that a stranger is staring at you.
⟡ He's the type to hold you as close as humanly possible when the crowded train is jostling, making sure you don't fall down.
⟡ He's the type to push you back into the pool after you got out, just because he loves pinning you to the edge of the pool and kissing you.
⟡ He's the type to never dry text, and matches your vibe no matter what.
⟡ He's the type to pepper your beautiful face with kisses after you just woke up, your hair all tussled and a dribble of drool on your lips [who knows, he might lick that up for you:P]
⟡ He hates seeing you in genuine pain and does all he can to make you feel like the only loved person in the world.
⟡ He never makes you edge and fucks you exactly how you love it, adding his own touches then and now. [like bending you in half].
He loves you, so damn much. You're his, and he's yours, entirely.
fem reader x yeonjun [fluff + plot + angst] - part 2
★ he hangs out with her more often nowadays ★
as you were waiting for him in the cafeteria, you groan, feeling a hard flick on the back of your head as you turn around, all pouty and grumpy as yeonjun laughs his cute ass off.
"now who missed me eh~?" he teased, earning a hit on the shoulder from you as he chuckled, ruffling your hair.
"jerk... where were you?" you huff and say, rubbing the back of your head with the same, cute pout on your face.
"class was extended, I bunked anyways." he winked, sitting down next to you.
you chuckle, shaking your head as you teased. "or maybe it's someone special in your heart eh?" you say, nudging his shoulder, eyes widening as you saw a faint red tint flush across his adorable, fluffy cheeks.
"mmm.. mayybbeeee~" he whined, smiling to himself as he squeals in tiny and kicks his feet, as your eyes were still widened, you nudge his shoulder while cheekily smiling
"oi oi oi, look who's blushinn'~ who's the unlucky girl hm?"
he whines and hits your shoulder playfully, pointing to the new brunette girl, with green eyes and long hair, and your lips part in shock, recognizing who it was as you turn to him and stammer, still in shock.
"h-her...?"
maybe it was your mistake on insisting him to go talk to her, cause guess what? Mr. lover boy started spending all his time with her and they both became instant friends. its been a whopping 5 months, and although yeonjun loved and treated you as his bestie, you couldn't help but find yourself fuming in jealousy whenever the brunette kid clinged onto his arm, acting all pouty and cute, it fucking irritated the shit outta you.
"hey, come on... we're besties right? you can't cancel on me, the whole class will be there, and it'll be better with you.." he pleads, holding your shoulders as he looks at you desperately with those hypnotizing puppy eyes.
"yeonjun, I already told you, finals are in a week and I didn't study. you can go with Jennie right?" you sternly said, crossing your arms and looking up at him seriously.
he whined, shaking your tiny form as he pouted like a baby. "but it's boring with her, you'll keep me better company, pleeeassseee...."
you yanked his arms off of you, you had enough, and you decided it wasn't his choice to just make you feel special and go hang out with Jennie after.
"yeonjun, I wont repeat what I said. please understand."
"a-agh..." he stumbles back, a little surprised because you've never gotten this mad at him before. he looks away, feeling guilty and shame as he nods, opening your dorm room and turning back to look at you.
"I'll miss you.. please come if you change your mind..."
"CAN YOU FUCKING GET OFF OF ME?!" yeonjun screams and growls, pushing off Jennie who was giggling, drunk and clinging onto his arms while trying to kiss him.
as you mindlessly type your assignment, you were just thinking about him when your eyes immediately dart towards the door, to reveal a tired, sweaty and panting yeonjun who escaped from the crowded area, barging into the dorm.
"p-princess..." he pleads, slamming the door and taking off his leather jacket, jumping on the bed next to you as he doesn't waste a moment to encircle his muscular arms around your waist, nuzzling and burying his face into your stomach as you sighed, stroking and brushing his hair back.
"lemme guess, Jennie?" you question, earning a tiny nod and a small peck on your lower stomach from the exhausted man.
"insufferable bitch she is... ugh.." he groans as you chuckle.
"shh, calm down, you're shaking. that bad..?" you seem concerned based on the way he's trembling and holding onto your waist as If the entire world would collapse if he let go.
yeonjun frantically panics, grabbing his car keys as he runs to the car, jumping into it as he starts the car to the airport. you... left him.
your parents got a new partnership business back in Busan, your hometown. you didn't have the courage nor mental strength to tell him, as you knew he would do anything to make you stay, but your parents were strict as fuck and they would never let you. heck, they didn't even know you were friends with a boy.
"shit shit shit shit... no..." he mumbles to himself, practically jumping out of the car when he sees a sign: "5 minutes left for departure."
you look out the oval-shaped window, tears welling up in your eyes as you shakily let out a mumble.
"i miss you so much, jjunie.."
yeonjun reached the dorm closing the door and falling onto his knees, tears streaming down his soft cheeks, as he punched the walls, nearly leaving dents, blood flowing from his knuckles as he read the last, sweet messages you left on his phone.
he choked out sobs of your name continuously, tears staining the soft carpet as he fisted his hair, screaming and breaking things, not being able to accept the fact that his best friend and the love of his life had left him just like that, he just.. couldn't.
"n-no.. no, no no no... c-come b-back...p-princ-cess.."
⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ choi yeonjun ࣪⟡˚౨ৎ⋆˖
★ 20 years old [you're a year younger to him]
★ your bestfriend of 10 years
★ bad boy?
★ cold but has a soft spot for you.
★ has strict parents who pressure him
★ you're the one keeping him sane.
you open your locker to keep your books inside when suddenly two strong arms wrap around your waist, as you stumble, holding your locker door for support while you let out a small chuckle, immediately knowing who it is.
"missed me that much eh?" you spoke softly while chuckling, your thumb brushing over his knuckles as he groaned.
"mmph... you have no idea..." yeonjun mumbles, cutely burying his face into your shoulder as his grip around your waist tightens.
"why did you go on vacation for that long... you know I can't stay sane with these annoying bitches around me..." yeonjun annoyingly mumbles, referring to the screams and squeals of girls looking at him from afar.
you chuckle, of course he was clingy for you.
"might as well give one of 'em a chance hm?" you tease, getting a playful hit back on your shoulder in response as you snicker, enjoying his reaction.
"shut up, potato" he murmurs, letting go of you as you turn to face him, he ruffles your hair. "I missed your presence, god these people are annoying..."
you let out a small laugh, covering your mouth as you shook your head with a sigh. "tsk tsk tsk Mr. choi, I never knew you were such a pouty baby."
he pouts even more, clearly not liking your teasing but he secretly enjoyed it so much, of course he wouldn't admit that out loud.
"see ya around, potato" he grins, waving as you walk away to your class, admiring your cute figure skipping away, both hands in his pockets.
a few minutes later, there were thrashing, kicking and punching sounds in the hallway, little did she know...
the same evening, you barge into the infirmary, panic clearly shown in your eyes as they widen, staring at a bandaged, injured yeonjun, coughing and sitting up on the gurney, smiling weakly at you.
"hey princess" he said in his husky, weak voice as you run to his side, sitting on a chair next to him. your eyes roam around his injuries, tears welling up in the corner of your naturally pretty lashes.
"again? who d-did this to you?" you stutter, as he gently wiped away the one tear that rolled down your chubby, cute cheeks.
"shh, I'll be fine. don't cry, you know I fucking hate to see you cry cause of me." he says, surprisingly in such a gentle and soft tone. "besides, you're here, i'm safe with you." he smiled, making your heart melt, as you give his hand a gentle squeeze.
"you're insufferable, you know that?" you murmur, running your thumb against his soft cheek, which had a scar on it due to how badly he got beaten up.
"sorryyy~" he says in his irresistible, cute tone, the tone that tugged at your heartstrings, as he leaned into your touch, closing his eyes.
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"come on, don't be feisty, please..." you groan, holding out the spoon of soup you'd made just for him. but as usual, he was a whiny, pouty, picky eater.
"mhm, nope. you know I hate soup." he shook his head, crossing his arms and closing his eyes as he huffed and pouted.
"no hugs for a week. if not, a month." you sternly exclaimed.
he immediately furrows his eyebrows and looks at you with his usual pleading puppy eyes, his cheeks puffing up as he pouted, making you resist the urge to just pinch them.
"you can't do thaaatt... hmphh..."
"what if I can, hm?" you say, chuckling as he immediately opens his mouth, slurping down the delicious soup that you made just for him. his starry eyes immediately light up, a small smile tugging at the corner of his plump, pink lips.
"mm.. its not that bad I guess..." he mumbles, opening his mouth again, waiting for you to feed him as you shook your head, letting out a small laugh.
"such a baby..."
"where are you going...?" he tugs at your wrist, his eyes showing vulnerability and hope as he pulls at the cotton cloth of your sleeve shirt.
"hey, I'm just going to the washroom, I'll be back in no time, hm?" you said in your soft, reassuring tone as he nods, slowly letting go of your wrist as he rests his back on the soft, fluffy mattress of our dorm room bed.
{you come back from the washroom, wearing your nightdress:}
"w-wow..." he mumbles, his eyes immediately dart to your slim figure walking out of the restroom. no doubt that he's absolutely hypnotized simply about how breathtaking you looked in just a simple pair of pajamas.
"tired?" you say, slipping onto the bed, right next to him as you covered both of you with the huge blanket, chuckling as he immediately wraps his arms around your waist, nuzzling his nose against your neck as he lets out a sigh of content.
"very..." he mumbles, clinging onto you like you were his lifeline
you smile, adoring his cute and vulnerable state right now.
"hey, I won't disappear y'know?" you chuckle, stroking his soft, black locks of hair as he smiles into your neck, planting a small, soft peck on it.
"I need your comfort... it's been way too long... please..?" he pleads in tiny, his husky and weak voice clearly indicating that he had a long day and needed you, so bad.
"just close your eyes, hm? will you do that for me?" you request, but chuckle a little as his grip loosened, you only receiving soft snores and mumbles.
He'd drifted off to sleep in your arms, and you absolutely loved holding him flush against your chest. you kissed the top of his forehead, burying your face into his hair, closing your eyes.
"sleep well, love."
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