pairing: Koby x GN!reader
genre: soft sweet fluff aaaand a little suggestive ig :>
summary: Koby has spent the whole day doing paper works, and you feel so lonely. You only ask him for a goodnight kiss before going to bed. And just one. Right...?👀
Koby has spent all day poring over his reports and documents, even though a sunny day like today is rare on Rainfall Island. You had hoped to spend the day wandering around with him, surfing, bathing in the sunlight, and trying the local street food. But your plan had gone in vain, thanks to the emergency call from The Vice-Admiral last night.
Your boyfriend has to finish some paper works due tomorrow on behalf of one of his comrades, who unfortunately didn't make it after a dreadful battle. In other words, no dating, no surfing, or eating whatsoever.
You sprawl lazily on the couch, listening to the rustling sound of the pen running down on papers from Koby's desk. The contrast between the slow ticking of the clock and the alluring sounds of the waves from afar tempts you to leave this boring place and enjoy the vast space out there, where the sun is shining more brightly than ever. However...you lower the book in front to take a peek at Koby: bright eyes behind his glasses and tight lips as he concentrates on the pile of documents. The marine always gives his all when it comes to work. You just can't leave him here to have all the fun for yourself.
Sighing, you return to the book unwillingly. Well, it's work, after all. There is nothing you can do.
It's already midnight when you knock up. The book lies forgotten on the floor, and outside, the rain is drizzling down quietly. Through the dim light from Koby's lamp, you can barely make out the black silhouette of your man's back, still hunching over his works.
You feel a flicker of irritation. Koby has been the bravest and most hard-working soldier Garp has ever had, but that is no reason to overwork him like this. Stumbling to your feet, you notice the thick blanket draped over you, which had probably kept you warm all the time.
As quiet as the snowflake, you pad across the room to Koby, and with a swift movement, you pull your boyfriend's broad shoulder into a warm embrace. Koby is startled by the sudden warmth but immediately bursts into laughter when he recognizes your familiar scent as you nuzzle the hollow of his neck cordially.
"Y/n," He drops his pen to reach for your face. That's the chance you need to slip right into his lap, wrapping the blanket over you and hugging him tightly. You can feel the laugh vibrating from his chest, and unconsciously, you smile at the welcoming sensation; all the prior rage goes up in smoke.
"What's up?" He coos, holding your face with both his hands.
"It's late, baby. Let's go to bed together."
"Oh," He leans back to stretch his arm, yawning loudly as if he only notice that just now you mention it, "Works almost done. Just go ahead without me, baby. There are just some finishing touches. I will finish this in no time."
You pout. This work maniac doesn't get your invitation. What a shame!
"But," You look at him with doe eyes, sniffing as if to cry, "I miss you!!! I miss you so much, baby."
Only then does something dawn on Koby.
"Ah, the plan," The pink-haired man slaps his forehead, "Oh no, Y/n, I am so so sorry..."
"Hey, hey, it's alright! It's work, yeah? I don't blame you," You place one finger on his mouth to stop his apology, "But you must look after yourself as well. You've been working all day. It's time to rest, Koby."
Koby looks sheepish and apologetic. He flashes you a clumsy smile while stroking your hair in a false attempt to bring you to bed before him.
"I swear, I only need to go through the report one last time. It won't take long. Go to sleep, baby. I-I will make up for you tomorrow."
Go through the report, he says. You glance at piles and piles of files laid on the table. It definitely will take a long time.
"Fine," You huff, and through the corner of your eyes, you can see his face brighten up. Silly boy! Suppressing a laugh, you continue saying, "But at least you have to let me kiss you."
"Aww, come on! Just one kiss. A goodnight kiss. Please? It won't take long." You tease, mimicking his voice. Koby chuckles kindly and closes his eyes as if to permit you.
Smirking to yourself, you lean forward. One hand resting on his chest, the other playing with his wavy curls, you take a while to admire Koby's beautiful features before closing your distance.
Just one kiss, you have said. Yes, just one.
One on the bridge of his nose. One for his right cheek and one for the left. One ghost over his delicate lips before falling upon its corners. One after another trails down to his chin, his jaw, his neck, his collarbone. His smooth skin feels silky against your mouth, and purely, you take a bite out of curiosity, earning you a low groan from his position.
Glancing up, you giggle as you spot him looking down at you; affection fills his mesmerizing eyes, cheeks flush in the bright color of red, and lips curve upward in a timid but loving smile.
"You're supposed to work, baby." You deadpan remind the marine while shamelessly nibbling his notch, making him growl in pleasure. His grip on your waist tightens, fingers running through your loose hair as he pulls you flush to his chest. You immediately lock him up by wrapping your legs around his slender hips, bringing yourself even closer to him.
Koby smells nice. He has the scent of paper and inks but also the smell of fresh flowers, of nature after one summer downpour.
"What's up?" You grin, poking his chest teasingly.
"You're unbelievable." Koby breathes out. Taking his glasses off, he quickly leans down, and with enthusiasm close to the one he has for work, Koby kisses you, passionately and hungrily. And you reply to him with an equally eager one, as if you don't get enough of each other, as if this moment is what you guys have always yearned for the whole day.
Before you know it, you have already lay flat on Koby's desk, legs still hanging tightly around his hip, and face flushes from the fierce kissing.
Papers now scatter everywhere, but Koby doesn't care. He is towering above you, hands next to both sides of your face, breathing heavily. Koby's blushing makes him look like an innocent high schooler, but if you look deep into his eyes, which now turn into a dark shade of blue, you can tell what a strong, demanding man he is. And you can't help but smirk at him playfully.
"Well, well, well, Captain Koby. And what's your order now?"
"You have to let me kiss you. Just one."
"Your wish," You chirp, "Is my command."
And before Koby can do anything, you wrap your arms around his neck to pull him down to an even more fervent kiss than the last one.
Outside, rain keeps falling gently into the endless night.
