I know you're probably awake right now, maybe it's because of the day's events running through your mind, maybe it's because you're used to me beside you and since I'm gone, you're having a hard time sleeping. Maybe it's both of those and maybe it's something else entirely.
I love you, my sweet. Always have. You are the greatest thing to have walked into my life. Since the day I laid eyes on you, you've occupied my every thought - the way you talk, the smell of your perfume, the way your fingers lace perfectly with mine. Everything about you is so perfect for me, down to your little quirks. I have never loved someone as much as I love you.
I've had dreams of you, since I've been away - dreams of walking through our snow-covered city, brushing the snow from your hair, dancing with you in the soft glow of the fire, worshipping your body until early morning hours, making you feel every ounce of my love for you.
I am so proud of you, my love. You are such a strong person, waking up every day, your heart on your sleeve and giving your all. You may think no one notices your achievements, but I do. No matter how small those achievements are, I've noticed them and I've celebrated every single one. You're exactly where you need to be and I'm honoured to walk this life with you by my side.
I'll be home soon, my dear. I can't wait to hold you in my arms again.
Heya :) I'd like to request some fluff with our star Kiro
Hello, Anon~ Thank you so much for the request! Kiro is the personification of sunshine so fluff is definitely perfect for him. I hope you like it.
Cooking Just For You
You watched as Kiro rushed around the kitchen, trying his best to make you both a delicious meal. For the first time in forever, you both had a day off, and you had spent it together relaxing and catching up on some much-needed rest. Now that it was almost night time Kiro insisted on making dinner himself. Wanting to spoil you he refused to let you help. Instead, you sat on a stool at the kitchen island as you watch. However, as his cooking progressed you were getting more and more worried.
“Kiro, are you sure you don’t want help?” You asked, concerned he’s overestimating his cooking abilities. He stopped and turned to you, a bright reassuring smile on his face.
“Don’t you worry, Miss Chips! You’ll have a delicious meal in front of you in no time!” He replied to your concern confidently before resuming his cooking. He had an intense look of focus on his face as he moved around the kitchen. He was clumsy but still oozing confidence, reassuring you it'll turn out fine.
You continued to watch as he quickly moved around the kitchen, hazardously cutting, gathering, and combining ingredients before throwing them all in a pot and placing it on the stove with the lid on top. Kiro turned to you with a proud grin, clearly happy with his cooking so far.
“See? I told you it’d be fine, Miss Chips!” He declared, walking over to you as he spoke. “Now all we have to do is wait, and while we wait...” He grabbed your hand to pull you up from the stool you were sitting on; He leads you over to the couch, directing you to lie down before he joined you lying half on top of you as he settled his head on your chest. “Ah, cooking is surprisingly tiring” He huffed and wrapped his arms around you, you returned the embrace as he wriggled slightly in an attempt to get more comfortable.
“By the way, you’re working on a new show, right? What’s it about?” Kiro asked you curiously. Though he was a bit tired, his bright eyes looked up at you in clear interest.
You started enthusiastically explaining your companies upcoming show to him. Kiro stared intently the entire time, responding with agreeable hums and the occasional comment as listened to you. He always loved listening to you talk about things you were passionate about, enjoying how your eyes lit up and your confidence seemed to be boosted. Suddenly, he pushed himself up and quickly approached your face, stopping you mid-sentence as he stole your lips in a soft kiss. Your eyes widened and you froze in surprise before relaxing into the kiss, enjoying the feeling of his velvety lips against yours before he pulled away, lifting himself up more so his face was completely above yours as he stared down at you.
“Sorry, you were just too cute” He smiled softly at you as he noticed a light blush covering your cheeks, proud that he can still make you blush so easily. He was about to lean in for another kiss when the unmistakable smell of smoke hit his nose. ‘Shit! I forgot to set a timer” He jumped off you abruptly, running to the pot that contained his would-be perfect meal. He turned the heat off before taking off the lid, swatting in front of his face as more smoke wafted towards him. He looked down at the now burnt food, sighing in disappointment as he confirmed it was beyond saving. He placed the lid back on top and turned towards you with a sheepish grin on his face.
“Miss Chips, do you think Souvenir is open today?”
Summary: MC is taking a walk when she is suddenly surprised by an unexpected meeting.
The park was absolutely beautiful, filling me with a quiet calmness as I walked. The cherry blossoms were in bloom, seemingly illuminating my way with a soft pink hue. There was a gentle breeze that refreshed me from the warm afternoon. It felt like the day couldn’t be any more perfect.
However, I stopped in my tracks when I felt two warm hands against my eyes. At first I was startled, but then I heard a very familiar bubbly voice.
“Guess who?” He sang in my ear, laughing a little.
I gasped, holding his hands in mine to push him away slightly, just enough to turn around and see his face. Indeed, it was him. I had missed him so much!
“Kiro, you’re back!” I threw myself to hug him, and he gladly reciprocated.
“Hi, Miss Chips!” He chuckled, lovingly wrapping his arms around me. “Missed me?”
“Of course I did, I’m so happy you’re back!!” I hid my face in his chest and smiled wide. He chuckled yet again, apparently just as excited. “When did you get here?”
“This morning” Kiro replied, putting his chin on my head. “Your coworkers said you were around here, so I was looking for you, and I found you!”
I laughed a little myself, endeared by his whole persona. How could I not miss him?
“What are you doing here?” Kiro broke the hug to look into my eyes, and the sight of his beautiful smile sent butterflies to my stomach.
“Just taking a walk”
“Great!” He casually took my hand and kept walking. “Let’s go then”
I felt myself blushing at the touch and the closeness, but didn’t break it. He was bright and warm as usual, like the sun that shone down on us and caressed our faces.
To my surprise, he then kissed me in the cheek, making me jolt up.
“Kiro...” I whined, feeling myself blushing even harder.
“I almost forgot how cute you are, Y/N!”
“You just got here and you’re already embarrassing me...”
“That’s my job!” He giggled, squeezing my hand tight.
I grinned and leaned my head on his shoulder, enjoying our little walk together.
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Fluffcember 2019
12/18/2019
Prompt 18 - Family Visits
Part 1
Mr. Love Queen’s Choice - Kiro and Victor
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Everyone that had ever met her knew just how much she loved her father. To her, he had hung the moon. Everything he did was for her to keep her safe, to take care of her. She knew that. Knew how she was his pride and joy. They needed each other. Brought out the best in one another.
So when he died, she was lost. How do you wake up every morning when your sun is gone? She woke up and continued doing what she did every day. She went to school and after school, she worked under Anna.
She made it a point to visit his grave every weekend, she would update him on her week. From her tests to her crush. She made sure that no matter what was going on she had lunch with her dad. It was important.
This continued until she graduated.
Then her world caught fire. Her company was going under. She met four interesting but completely different men. Everything changed so quickly and in between saving her company, saving the world, and trying not to die she hadn’t visited the grave.
She woke up facing her nightstand, and he was there smiling back at her. His photo a constant reminder of his love. She missed that smile. Missed him.
She rolled out of bed, letting her feet hit the floor. It was Sunday. It was Sunday! She had no plans. BUT SHE HAD PLANS! It was Sunday, and she was going to see her dad.
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Kiro
She had texted him to meet her ad this address. He thought he trusted her enough to just show up at any address she sent him. But as the incognito blonde man walked up to a graveyard, he was slightly worried.
As he walked through the iron gate he looked around before eventually spotting her brown head slightly higher than the headstones. She was sitting in front of a stone. And as he got closer, he could hear her talking. She was talking to someone or rather something. She was talking to the headstone.
He didn’t mean to sneak up and eavesdrop, but he was curious.
“Dad, he’s so silly. You wouldn’t believe it. No matter what kind of day I am having all he has to do is hand me a piece of candy or call and I realize I’m not alone anymore.”
He smiled as he approached her, doing so a little more loudly now so as not to startle her. “He sounds amazing.”
“Yeah, he really is.” She returned his smile. “Dad, meet Kiro. He’s the one I was telling you about.”
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Victor
It was just like him to not let her go alone. When she called him asking if he was busy today his first reaction was to scoff, he was always busy. But there was something in her voice that made him agree right away. Not that he would have told her no he normally would have just made it a slightly bigger deal about it. She tried to give him an address but the moment she got the third number out he knew what she was doing. And he knew what this meant.
“I’ll pick you. Be ready in 20 minutes.” Then he hung up the phone. He wouldn’t give her the ability to argue.
He was slightly caught off guard when he saw her waiting outside with a picnic basket and a blanket. But she was smiling when she got in the car.
She caught him looking at the basket and in one of her more perceptive moments; she explained herself.
“He loved shared meals. He thought that they had a way of bringing people together by encouraging conversation. Even when it’s just me and dad, I bring a meal.”
“He must have been a smart man.”
“He was.” She was still smiling but he could see the sheen in her eyes. “You remind me a lot of him, you know? He was big on making me learn. Always making sure I was doing my best, making me learn on my own, but there to help me up when I fell.” She was crying now, but the smile was still there.
Victor wasn’t one to shy away from this topic he knew the pain of losing a parent. He understood this better than anyone else.
He thought back to the time he accidentally called her when he’d meant to call his mom. How she didn’t judge him but tried to give him advice.
He smiled. “I can’t wait to meet him.”
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So hopefully tomorrow I’ll have Gavin and Lucien finished. So there should be two posts tomorrow!
Part Two
This was written for a 31 day creative writing challenge Fluffcember 2019.
Apologies for the poor proofreading that has been going on lately. I’ll reread it in the morning and check for errors but it’s late.
Prompt: “I really don’t care. You still look hot, and I’m trying not to kiss/fuck you senseless right now.”
Mr. Love Queen’s Choice Fanfiction
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The heatwave that struck the city didn’t relent even well after lunchtime. Gavin's heavy boots crunched the dried grass as he snuck around the corner of the building. His heart raced against his ribcage, and he wondered how long this firefight would last in this blistering heat. Glancing around the scenery in front of him, he kept his mind alert for any signs of movement.
Soon, a flicker of the culprit's bright yellow shirt caught his eye. Gavin cocked his gun, loading the ammo into the chamber and found a place to duck and cover. His chest tightened every time he lifted a gun, knowing all the risks involved whether he shot it or not. The thick scent of heated metal infused his nose as he lifted the weapon high.
Squaring his shoulders, Gavin took in a deep breath and put the man in question in his sights. The cross-hairs lined up perfectly with the exposed shoulder of the figure. Letting out the air from his lungs slowly, he squeezed the trigger.
POP!
The gun blasted off, and the man he shot yelped like an injured puppy.
“DAMMIT!” Kiro shouted, wiping the neon blue paint that splattered his brand new yellow shirt. “I thought I was hidden!”
“Not well enough,” Gavin yelled over the wall smiling. He pushed his askew sunglasses back up the bridge of his nose and silently cheered for himself. His footfalls were lighter as he walked toward Kiro, happy from having won the match so soon.
“Awe, gosh. All over my favorite shirt.” Kiro’s hands were stained with the paintball’s paint by now.
“It’s water-soluble. It’ll come out in the wash.” Gavin held the paintball gun to his side and watched Kiro pull at the garment.
Under Gavin’s gaze, Kiro ran his hand through his hair thoughtlessly.
“You’re getting paint everywhere.” Gavin chuckled, stepping closer to him.
“I’m a mess now.” Kiro laughed, looking up at Gavin with apologetic eyes.
“I’ll buy you another one if the paint doesn’t come out.” Gavin reached up and fixed Kiro’s messy, blue streaked hair.
“No, It’s okay.” Kiro leaned into Gavin’s touch. “I-if it doesn’t come out then it adds character! It’s a memory…” Kiro’s lips quirked up. His eyes lingered on Gavin’s sunglasses, wishing he could see what his expression was.
“Yeah, a memory of how I kicked your ass.” Gavin dropped his hand and laced his fingers with Kiro’s. Hand in hand they began to walk back to the base.
“Hey! This is my first time playing paintball in a really really long time.” Kiro squeezed Gavin’s hand as they walked out of the pain stained obstacle course.
“It was your idea. Also, I’ve been trained on guns, so you were probably going to lose either way, even if you did have practice.”
“That’s not true! I also had practice with guns for a movie once. I am familiar with them, trust me. You’re just really good at sneak attacks.” Kiro pointed his gun ahead of him with his free hand to prove he knew what he was doing.
“I’m good at sneak attacks?”
“Yeah, your the WOAH-”
Kiro’s words were cut off as Gavin pulled him into a shaded corner. The half-wall blocked the sun and any onlookers that may be working the paintball field. Kiro’s body was gently placed atop the grass while their guns lay forgotten next to them. Gavin pulled off his sunglasses and put them on the ground next to Kiro’s head.
“See…” Kiro breathed, unable to tear his eyes away from Gavin’s molten gold ones. “You’re like, really good.”
Gavin smirked and cupped Kiro’s paint-stained cheek. He brought his lips closer, and closer but Kiro’s voice halted him once again.
“W-wait! I’m covered in paint. If you kiss me, you might get paint on you too, and then everyone will know…” Kiro blushed at the thought of being caught red erm, blue-handed in broad daylight.
Gavin breathed heavier as his heart rate picked up from the proximity to Kiro. Their warmth transferred to one another, somehow not the same kind of warmth that stifled the city.
“I really don’t care. You still look hot, and I’m trying not to kiss you senseless right now.”
Kiro bit his lip, not helping his cause to keep Gavin off him.
“Okay… but you have to admit something.” Kiro shot Gavin a flirty wink.
“Hmm? What is it?” Gavin’s breath wafted over Kiro’s mouth as he ghosted just above his lips.
“That I’m good at paintball too.”
“Tsk”
“Say it!” Kiro laughed, moving his hands to slide up Gavin’s back, quietly pulling his shirt up too. Gavin didn’t protest as the summer air blew over his exposed back.
“You’re… at paintball.” Gavin mumbled.
“I’m what~”
Gavin stuck the tip of his tongue out and licked the seam of Kiro’s lips. Kiro let out a groan as the sensation radiated through his body.
“Hey!” Kiro tried to sound stern. “I said no kissing until you said I was good at paintball.”
“I’m not kissing. I’m licking.” Gavin’s eyes sparkled mischievously. His hand stuck into Kiro’s golden hair, tugging lightly on the strands to expose more of his neck.
“I- Nhhhgh” Kiro groaned as Gavin’s tongue ran down the column of his neck, tasting a hint of saltiness from the hot day on his skin.
“You’re good,” Gavin whispered in Kiro’s ear.
“At... “ He moaned, even though he tried sounding unrelenting. Kiro didn’t give up, but his body was weak to Gavin’s sensual touch. His finger’s snuck up Kiro’s shirt, teasing the line of his boxers.
“You’re good at… being my boyfriend.”
“Gavs… don’t get all mushy on me.” Kiro tried to tease, but his voice was filled with emotion and yearning.
“Can I kiss you yet?” His deep voice reverberated beneath Kiro’s ear.
“I want more than a kiss.”
Gavin lifted his head to gaze down at Kiro. His hair tickled Kiro’s forehead as he slowly lined up their lips.
“Tell me what you want, and you can have it,” Gavin whispered in the moments before their lips met in a sizzling kiss.
“I want you.”
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Thank you so much @somethinglacking for celebrating my one year anniversary with me! (and for sending me this beautiful mash-up!!!!) Ummmmm, after this event is over, I kinda wanna finish this fic and make it smuttyyyy <3
The current status of the QuickFics is at the top of my blog~
Two days. Two days left before Christmas and she had yet to get Kiro a gift. It wasn’t for lack of trying. She had gone shopping with Kiki multiple times. But nothing seemed just right.
Those trips also didn’t account for the times that she had been shopping only to be surprised by a giant dancing teddy bear, a somehow bright mime, and someone dressed as a male version of herself. It made shopping for a man that happened to be dressed as a dancing bear/mime/herself following her around the mall a little bit harder.
She knew Kiro had a photoshoot today. He was going to be across in the Aquarium dressed as a merman to raise awareness on the topic of plastic pollution in the oceans. She was sad to be missing the shoot, but she knew the photographer and she needed to get him the perfect gift.
She had already had an idea, a new disguise for when they went out together. She had already bought him an amazing pair of sunglasses and some really nice Vans. All she needed was a personalized shirt that said Not Kiro. She was thinking he needed both a t-shirt and a dress shirt, that way he’d be ready for any occasion. It had always baffled her how people never noticed him in public when he did the bare minimum to hide, so why not make a joke of it?
After hours of roaming through the mall, Starbucks cup in hand, she did manage to find a store that would embroider a button-up shirt as well as personalize a t-shirt. She did a little dance and said a quick prayer to the present god. The cost to have it expedited was a little painful but it was the last minute so she sucked it up and pulled out her card. It was at that moment she felt like she was being watched. She looked around the store, the mall was certainly crowded, but the store was rather empty. She didn’t see anything specific.
She put her attention back to the form, double-checked the spelling, and handed it back with her credit card.
“That’s an interesting thing to put on a shirt.” The cashier noted, making small talk.
“My boyfriend gets mistaken for him a lot.” She started fidgeting, the growing unease in her stomach getting harder to ignore.
The cashier smiled, “There are a lot worse people to be mistaken for.”
“Yeah, there really are.” She laughed awkwardly and began looking around again. The creeping sensation of being watched was getting stronger. She didn’t see anyone that looked familiar or that appeared to be watching her.
“Your boyfriend looks like Kiro, huh?” She felt his breath on her ear and let out a scream in surprise, bringing her hands to her chest. The feeling of surprise quickly turned to one of dread.
“You’re not supposed to be here!” She hissed at him, then quickly followed up with another question. “How did you know I was here?”
“I finished the photoshoot early. You checked in at the Starbucks 30 minutes ago and you like to meander through the mall.” Kiro seemed rather proud of himself. “The meandering was rather miserable when I was dressed as the bear if I’m honest.”
She stuck her tongue out at him, turned back to the cashier, and gave a strained smile.
The look on the cashier’s face was one of disbelief.
“I told you he looks just like him.” She paid in a hurry and dragged the blonde out of the store by his arm.
“Not even a disguise? You could only be more noticeable if you were still dressed as a mermaid!”
Kiro smiled and pulled out a pair of glasses and a hat.
She shook her head and laughed. “You are unbelievable.”
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This was written for a 31 day creative writing challenge Fluffcember 2019.
Apologies for the poor proofreading that has been going on lately.
