⏾ CW : domestic fluff, established relationship, reader's POV, not proof read, daily life, slow paced
⏾ a/n : hello this is my first ever fanfiction also english is not my first language, i am sorry if there are some confusing sentences, i try my best :')
summary : you and izana failed to eat out because of izakaya you two often visit closed without notice and both of you choose to have dinner date at home.
Friday evening in the mid summer of july, the sky is clear, not even little cloud hanging up there, only bright moon and stars illuminating. The ocean wind is pretty strong, sound of waves colliding back and forth heard from coastal street we traverse.
You link your finger with mine, walking forward but your eyes looking up, orchid colored eyes looking very focus, i wonder what you were thinking about? The moon or star or maybe Izakaya we visited but unfortunately closed today without any explanation?
That hanafuda earring who always hanging in your ears slightly swaying together with your silver hair from the wind, strand of hair poking your eyes making you flinch, we stopped walking, you rub your eye and blinked, then you looked at me.
"What?" You asked, i form a little smile.
"you are so cute" you tilt your head not understanding the answer i give to you, then you pinch both of my cheek.
"Izana!" I close my eyes from sudden attack, but after the pinch you change it into more gentle touch, you cup my face and your thumb caressing the sore from your pinch slowly from my cheek. I open my eyes, you look at me with the most sweetest gaze i ever know.
"I am hungry, cook me something at home"
"Say please first" i am proudly put both of my hands on my hips and slightly raise my chin but you, again, attacking me with both of your hands on my cheek until my mouth pouting like a fish.
"Ummuffu.. fuumufff..ffumuufhuu..." i close my eyes again, i cant properly speak, but you only chuckled from how i speak. "fifanaaaa...." After looking at my miserable state you release your hands.
you tilt your body to the left and said "Maybe steak and mashed potato?" I sigh "That is not how you say please, izana" you slowly getting closer, hugging me and put your forehead into mine, then close your eyes, your long eyelashes brushing a little bit to my forehead. "I will help.. with dishes... And pouring wine, remember the wine rindou give to us as our wedding gift?"
I push myself to get closer until my head resting in your chest and hugging you tighter "I suddenly have mood for pasta though.." slightly tilting my head to the side, looking at you, your eyes now staring at the sea while still hugging me.
sometimes i still feel a little bit surprised by how much you learn to act more understanding and not selfish in this relationship, even if its only a little thing like what dinner we should eat right now, you still think about my opinion. Well, you still pushing what you want first but if i still not okay with it you try to find agreement for both of us.
But the way you think, sometimes your gaze seems lonely, like right now suddenly both of us silence and sound of waves comeback to be the only thing we heard, i don't mind with the silence and the comfort i have while we are hugging each other like this, but are you really only thinking about what dinner we are gonna eat this evening?
"Steak Alfredo it is" the silence suddenly break, i push the hug and looking at your face who seems a little bit dissappointed after the push "Oh.. thats sounds good, okay we need to go to supermarket first" loving with the suggestion i walk fast forward but you only stand still.
"Wait is it the new supermarket near our apartment?"
"Yes" you paused then ask again "The big one?"
"Yes there is only one new supermarket near our apartment, izana" you close your eyes, your expression showing discomfort.
"C'mon izana we need those pasta and of course some meat" you slowly catching up to me and holding my hand, we slowly walk together.
"I don't like that supermarket"
"Why?"
"One of their cashier is so rude..." You show me what kind of attitude that cashier give it to you, lazy eyes with pouting mouth and talking fast but with low voices, making you ask twice to understand what they said.
"You don't punch them right?"
"Of course not, i am a good citizen"
"Yeah very good" i smiled with a little bit sarcasm, can't believe hearing that word from former biggest gang member in japan.
We walked for fifteen minutes and finally near the supermarket, the light beaming from it really giving contrast with other building. Entering the supermarket, inside is not that crowded, maybe because its already 8 pm and people actually already have dinner with their family, and when i look back to you, you still busy looking left and right since we enter the supermarket, just in case you meet again with that rude cashier, i think you already prepared to judging them while we pushing the cart.
Scrolling through meat section you pick anything what you see into the cart. “wait, wait izana its only both of us, that is a lot of meat you put in” you only looking at me with flat face “what if tomorrow I want more steak?” I shake my head “no” he looks offended “what do you mean no, meat is good for…” you paused for a while thinking the right word, then tilting your body to see mine behind the cart looking up and down “for your noodle hand and legs” you continue without sorry in your eyes. I gasped without a sound from your answer and smirk formed in your face.
“eh you are the one who paid anyways, maybe just this once” maybe because I am in a good mood I let you go. You smile and walk back from in front of the cart to my left then linked your hand to my hips and rest your chin up in my head.
“what kind of pasta used for alfredo pasta?” I asked while we continue to next aisle “I don’t know, the alfredo one?” you answer without care “alfredo and italian probably gonna get offended by your answer izana… ” we continue to stroll and I pick fettucine “I think this is the right one”
satisfied with what inside the cart we go to cashier and paid, fortunately you don’t see any of that rude cashier you mention earlier. Outside the supermarket the ocean breeze welcoming both of us “the wind getting stronger, lets go home quick” I said, you take the groceries into your left hand and picking mine with your right hand.
Back at our warm home, I wash my hands while you taking out the ingredient from groceries bag putting other meat into the freezer and leaving 2 sirloin meat, fettucine, and other important ingredients in the table. After that you open the balcony glass door and putting wind chimes, clinking sound from it immediately heard when the wind come in.
sound from wind chimes followed by sound of seasoned meat meeting a little bit oil in a hot pan, bubbling sound from the water and the pasta inside, sizzling butter getting thicker when parmesan and spices fused into one, and lastly tinkling utensils you put near the stove.
The pasta and steak sitting nicely in the plate while adding some garnish you take the wine and two glass from the counter, put it nicely in the table, and taking two plate I just finished into the table also.
“I think this is better than izakaya” you comment.
“yes because I am the one who cooked” i complaint. You pour the wine into my glass and then your glass.
“but you agree this is nice right?” we both clinking our glass together and drink the wine. you start swirling pasta into your fork and put it in your mouth “yep this is very nice” you comment again.
I smiled from how you enjoy the food “yeah this is nice”
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we still talk together even though the food already finished, laugh formed once a while, you rarely talk much but you listen well to my story, while you help washing the dished I followed you in the kitchen still holding the wine glass and eagerly telling my story.
You take my wine glass and wash it too, giving me sign to had enough drink tonight, “wash your face, brush your teeth, change your clothes and prepare to sleep I will catch up after I clean the table” you command and give peck into my forehead, I only give you pout clearly doesn’t like to get treated like 5 years old but my body lazily swaying to move out to bathroom.
In bed, I already slump my body facing the pillow, I hear the sigh in front of the bedroom door and you lift my body to moved into right position. You lay beside me and start covering both of us with thick blanket.
I lift my head looking at your side, don’t have energy to lift my eyelid “guh nii.. zana…” you pulled me closer “good night..”
⏾ a/n : that's it guys, hope you enjoyed it thank you for reading until this far let me know what do you think about this <3
Hi, I really liked your nsfw hcs for izana! Would you mind doing M and U? Thank you!
Of course love! Here you go
NSFW alphabet continuation : Izana Kurokawa
nsfw under the cut
Motivation (what turns him on/gets him going)
Jealousy. If he sees some guy flirting with you, you can be sure he’ll be clingier that night.
Seeing you desperate. Fuels his ego like nothing else. Loves to see your reactions.
Emotional talks. If you try to dig in too deep, depending on the timeline you might end up in bed. Would rather talk about your loans than his feelings.
Unfair (How much to they tease/edge/deny)
Truly depends. I feel like he could be mean. Often. I think he might be the type to deny you until you ask properly, or until you beg enough. He wouldn’t be above ruined orgasms too. Sometimes he’s also straight to the point too, overstimulating you on the way. Yeah he’s mean in bed.
Can i request a reader that playing hard to get and izana keep sending her signals thats hes into her but soon he start losing his patience ,and tysmmm , i love you ❤️❤️"
Thank you for your request, hope you’ll like it 🫶
Izana hated that feeling. He had his way of living and hated that his feelings interfered with it. Never get too close, closeness hurts. Closeness is weak. Take whatever you want, even if you break it in the process.
You defied these rules, and that annoyed him deeply.
When you were there, he felt like his heart softened, disgustingly so. At first he tried to ignore it. It worked pretty well at first, until it didn’t.
His mind wandered to the image of you constantly, his eyes searched for you in crowds, his hands clenched into fists when you talked with another man… it was getting worse. Distracting him from his goals. So he decided the cleanest way to end this distraction was to have you for himself. And it wasn’t easy.
He started looking at you more frankly, not with annoyance in his eyes, but with a quiet intensity, a lingering hunger he didn’t bother to hide. You ignored it most of the time, even when his gaze felt heavy on your shoulders.
He started walking you back home, even though you never asked. Even though he never asked either. He just walked beside you silently, waiting for you to say something, do something. You never did.
It wasn’t that you weren’t interested, or that you were blind to his intentions. You just… wanted to make him work for it a little. He, who was so used to people bowing to his every whim. Who was used to getting whatever he wanted through violence.
Neither of those could apply here.
The stillness of this situation was broken one night. After having one too many of your favorite drink at the bar, you were talking with another man who didnt even try hiding his interest. Which, when Izana was here, was a bad idea.
He glanced at the two of you, a warning in his eyes. He was being patient, for once. You saw it clearly, and decided to mess with him a little. You placed your hand on that guy’s shoulder, whispering in his ear something that didn’t really mattered.
But it seemed to matter for Izana, since he got up, silently walking over you two.
- "Get the fuck away from her." His tone was calm, too calm.
You knew this kind of calm, the one that preceded Izana going violent. You didn’t want that to happen at the bar, so you tried to push the guy off gently, but he spoke before you could do anything.
- "Huh? Is she your girl mate? I don’t think so. Get lost."
You didn’t have time to react properly before Izana grabbed the guy by the collar, pinning him against the nearest wall.
- "S-Shit… Izana!" You called out, not wanting the situation to escalate further.
He ignored you, but the bouncer stopped him before he could punch the guy.
You were both kicked out of the bar. The night was cold, and you were shivering outside in your dress.
- "Are you insane, Izana?! What was that!" Your voice was a bit shaky, partly from anger, but also from anxiousness. You were the one that started this up.
- "I thought you’d be smarter than that, but you like pissing me off, huh?" His voice was truly furious. The only time you’ve seen him mad, there was always that coldness. This seemed more… emotional.
You swallowed thickly, eyes flicking away from his face.
- "That doesn’t give you the right to do something like that! It’s not like we’re dating anyway!"
That sentence was followed by a huge silence. For a moment, the only sound you could hear was your heartbeat in your ears, and the honking of cars far away.
He took a step closer, his eyes intense.
- "Yeah? And why’s that?" His voice was calmer now, but still irritated. "Does that amuse you? Playing around like that? Making me insane?"
This time, you didn’t know what to answer. Yes, it amused you. That’s why you did it. But you didn’t expect it to go that far. You didn’t really expect him to reach this way.
You shivered again, but the cold was the last thing on your mind. Right now, it was only the chilling tone of his voice.
He stayed silent, watching you like a hawk, then stepped closer again. He took off his jacket and put it on your shoulders.
- "I’m bringing you home. Don’t pull that shit again."
He started walking away, expecting you to follow. You did, strangely. You didn’t know what else to say during the walk, steps echoing in the narrow street. But even after what happened, he’d sometimes glanced back at you, making sure you were still there.
He ended up slowing down until you caught up with him.
- "I… I didn’t know you were so…" The word got stuck in your throat.
- "Attached?" His voice was calmer while saying it, making it even weirder.
You stopped in your tracks, looking at him with surprised eyes. Of course you knew. But knowing it and hearing it from Izana himself were two different things. He put his hands in his pockets, continuing to walk.
I’ve been reading your post recently and I’m hella curious to know what are your headcannons for Kakucho and Izana’s type of girls!
Hii! Im honestly glad you asked bc they’re both amongst my favorite characters. Reminder this is only my headcanons and I’m not claiming this as the truth! (Saying it loud for the people in the back who apparently can’t read)
Here you go!
Izana Kurokawa
Personality: I honestly had so much fun thinking about this. He often takes things too seriously, even things that are supposed to be fun or what not. So I think someone who’s rather reckless would go well with him. Someone soft, who gives him reassurance in the dumbest ways possible and doesn’t let him overthink. Someone who’d say anything that pops through their mind, even if it’s about him (especially if it’s about him).
- "This cat looks like you."
- "Tf you mean?"
- "Fed up."
Talking this kind of energy. Someone that says things dumb enough to make him forget about his problems.
I also think he’d be into someone cuddly (not clingy). Like sometimes when he comes home from a tiring day he just wants warmth, no questions asked. Also it may seem kinda dumb, but someone who genuinely loves him. Not in a "I like you" way, in a "I want to stay with you forever" way. Because tbh it’ll be hard with him sometimes, so he needs someone who can handle it.
Also, someone creative. He’d love to hear you ramble about whatever project you’re working on.
Looks: To be fair, probably into someone shorter than him. And since he’s about 5’5 (165cm), someone who’s just plainly small. (Kinda suggestive but someone once said in my comments he’d be into small tits and I can’t stop thinking about it). Just someone who’d fit in his arms (he likes to be the big spoon)
I also think he’d somehow be into someone with long hair? Would like to play with it when he’s bored or just a bit stressed out
Kakucho
Personality: I think he would be another one to like a caring and affectionate S/O. He’s drawn to kindness, and will naturally notice more someone who’s nice to him (duh). That being said, he also thinks a bit of shyness is cute. He can be kinda shy himself but someone who blushes when he holds their hand or kiss them on the cheek? Cute, very much so.
Someone who remembers. If you get tickets for a movie he talked about or buy some food he mentioned earlier in the day, he’ll short circuit (and fall in love all over again)
Praises. Despite his tough exterior, he melts under praises. Complimenting his strength or his voice? He blushes so quickly.
Might be a bit surprising, but he might be into someone a tiny bit possessive (the consequences of growing up with Izana, probably…). By that I mostly mean someone who will hold his hand extra tight when they’re out, or someone who kinda clings to him whenever someone flirts. Nothing dramatic or too much, just enough to prove they care about him.
Looks: Kakucho doesn’t really strike me as the type to care much about looks, tbh. Doesn’t particularly cares about body type. May be into girls who dress feminine and cute, but I don’t think it would be that important to him. I’m sorry it’s a bit short but I genuinely think he wouldn’t be bothered much about this 🥲
It’s a bit shorter than usual I think but I hope you still liked it :)
Fluff, final timeline Izana, timeskip, needed to write fluff about him bc I always see angst or dark content (little baby deserves happiness)
You felt warm.
Although you didn’t know if it was from the hot water of the tub or from your boyfriend’s arms around your waist. Probably a mix of both.
You shifted a bit, the comfortable silence broke by the soft sploshing of the water. When you found a comfortable position, you leaned your head back on his shoulder, sighing in satisfaction.
- "Quit movin’ around…" he almost grunted, tightening his grip around your waist
You giggled softly, amused by his grumpy expression. From where you were positioned, you could only manage to kiss his jaw.
- "Sorry…" you apologized, although he knew you weren’t sorry. If anything, you were having fun pushing his buttons right now.
Yet he didn’t say anything else, closing his violet eyes, going back to enjoy the feeling of your body against his. You rarely had him for yourself, so you kept your teasing for now, favoring the sweet moment between the two of you.
You felt happy. Right now, yes. But since a few days at well. A simple glance at your ring finger was enough to make you smile. To make him smile.
- "Do you like it?" He asked, a knowing smile on his face.
You sighed exasperatedly, smiling. You did like it, you said it multiple times. In fact, like wasn’t a strong enough word.
- "I love it." You corrected, looking at the diamond ring on your finger.
You wondered how he managed to find one that suited your tastes so much. But it was simple. He knew you, everything about you. He always made sure to remember everything you said to him, even the smallest details. The rare times he didn’t was when he was too tired from a long day at work. He would listen to you all day if he could, enjoying the sound of your voice, even if what you said wasn’t particularly interesting.
You blowed on the bubbles playfully, and he chuckled at your childish action. You didn’t have the heart to be mad at him for laughing at you. Not when you knew you’d be his wife in a few months.
- "You still don’t want to tell me?" You asked, a hint of hope in your voice.
- "No. It will be a surprise… and I’m sure you’ll like it." He said firmly, letting you know that once again, your insistence would be fruitless.
- "Zana…"
You huffed, nudging his shoulder. It had been a few weeks since you started trying to guess where he booked your honeymoon. Yet he simply wouldn’t give in, the only hint being that you will like it.
And when others brides-to-be would be worried, you weren’t.
Because your fiancé knows you like the back of his hand.
Hiii! I'm craving for nsfw hcs, maybe for Izana?🙏 You can write a drabble, or maybe only hcs, whatever you like honestly, thank u♡
(I like to think of reader as the one always teasing izana or smth like that with him soo, yk)
Hehe I get your vision don’t worry, here’s your set of hcs!
- The least patient man alive. Absolutely can’t handle your teasing.
- He’s a sensitive guy, even though he tries to be tough, light suckles on his tip are enough to send him.
- Vocal, tries not to be. He’ll hold back like crazy because he thinks that makes him weak.
- His hands are always touching you. He’ll never stay completely passive, even if you ride him.
- Is a bit hesitant about letting you ride him at first, thinks it makes him submissive (over time it becomes one of his favorite things)
- Will absolutely glare at you for your teasing, he will also complains a lot but never actually stop you.
- Until he does, sometimes he’ll rip you off control and trust me, he becomes very patient when you’re the one being edged
- Will occasionally tell you to shut up mid sex if you’re teasing too much, although he doesn’t mean it
- Loves blowjobs, enjoys giving head too. But he won’t be nice about it.
- If you’re still mouthing off afterward he doesn’t even have the energy to tell you anything, he’ll just press your face against his chest to shut you up.
- If you tease him in front of people, he won’t react at first. Gets into it once you’re both in a secure place.
- Your teasing actually turns him on an unfair amount, even though he’s so impatient.
