♡ Sure thing! I find Mitsuri INSANELY adorable and so much fun; I hope I did an okay job potraying her here? I really enjoyed it, and I hope you like how it turned out! Thanks so much for the request!
If you could use one thing to describe Mitsuri, it was how much she loved. She absolutely adored you, and it was apparent in everything she did for you—from finding cute little trinkets and gifts for you when she traveled, to bringing you all of your favorites foods in excess, making sure that the showered you in the compliments and praises she felt you deserved. Her heart was big, and she always had so much love to give to you. She had a way of making you feel bashful and loved, and you always hoped you could do the same for her. "Hello love!" She squealed, pressing kisses all over the top of your head, onto your temples, and on the tip of your nose, "I found this little place next door where we could eat for dinner, and look at all the stuff they sent me with!" She beamed, showing off the sheer amount of bags she had stacked on her arms. You blinked as she placed bowls and plates of food in front of you, "They said they'd send some more over soon; I think they said they had to grab some more ingredients, ooops!" Mitsuri giggled, taking her place next to you. You both did a quick prayer, Mitsuri reaching for a bowl of rice as soon as it was over. You both talked as you ate, conversation floating from demons she had recently slain, the mission you both were on now, the last conversation she had with Gyomei about cats, how she wanted to ask for the recipes from the restaurant after tasting how good their food was. She went on for a while, her voice fading somewhat as your eyes fixated on a grain of rice on the corner of her mouth. "Honey?" She asked loudly, breaking you out of your trance, "You alright? Is the food not good?" She asked, her head tilted. You smiled, leaning over to her as you place one long, lingering kiss on her skin, lightly grabbing the piece of rice. You pulled back, using your thumb to wipe away anything that could still remain, "There, all better." Mitsuri was frozen in place, her eyes wide and her skin turning a bright shade of crimson. You were almost convinced you had broken her before she put her bowl down and covered her face, squealing loudly. "Whydoyouhavetobesocute! Ahhhh! You're going to give me a heart attack!" She muttered out, her voice pitchy and shaky. You smiled, "I think you're the cute one here." Earning you another squeal. You could never get over just how adorable she was, and just as often as she showered you with love—you'd do the same to her.