↬ A lovely day at the park with your husband Ichiya and your dog Nayuta.
Ichiya Mitsumori x f!reader • rating: G • tags: Fluff; Tooth-Rotting Fluff; Married Couple; Married Life; Pet Names; Dates; Kissing; Humor • wordcount: 1,561 • masterlist
a/n: This is the product of infinite longing for Ichiya Mitsumori that I'm subject to because of diligently following the recommended route order. I fell for his prince charming persona and I wanted to write a little something with a reader that is head over heels about it and constantly gasses him up. Enjoy...?
"Arf! Arf!"
You break from the kiss with your lovely, charming, perfect husband, and look at the object of your distraction - but not with anger, no! You chuckle at Nayuta's 'barking', holding a hand in front of your mouth. Your lips are so warm with the remainder of Ichiya's kiss…
"Nayuta, aren't you taking your role to heart too much now? You don't have to bark…"
" 's fine!! C'mon, throw it again! And further this time! Please!"
You sigh and take the ball that Nayuta dropped at your feet, standing up from the bench to power up your throw even more. You just pray it won't get stuck in a tree or something like that… not that it would pose a difficulty for your cute puppy- err, Nayuta, but still!
"Here we go!"
"Arf, arf!"
And he's gone.
"Where were we?"
Ichiya grasps your chin, ministrations feather-light but firm at the same time, as if he won't let you face away from him a second time. You stare at his candy-pink eyes that enchant you anew each time you meet his gaze, and sigh dreamily. Feeling bold, you giggle and shorten the distance first, inpatient to capture his lips.
"The part where you kiss me, silly!"
This must be heaven. Married to the number one most handsome husband in the world, where each day passes by in a domestic bliss, you can't wish for anything else. It's the weekend, and you woke up extra early today - the first golden rays of the summer sun not having yet greeted you two lovebirds when you did, and as per planned, Ichiya prepared and packed a light breakfast to take on your walk. He loves having the park all to yourselves in the early morning, and that's not just because of Nayuta's doglike behavior. He doesn't mind him getting the strange looks all that much, that's something the cyan-haired man did to himself, but rather… Tsk, he feels you pulling away so soon.
"Mm… you're still shy, honey. I told you. There's noone around. Just us."
"Arf! Arf!"
Sigh.
"Nayuta. I will be the one to throw you the ball this time."
You watch your dear husband, and there's a certain guilt that comes with finding the mark of anger in his demeanor sexy… he leaves your embrace, caressing your shoulder as if promising to be right back.
Ichiya rolls his shoulders, preparing himself for a big throw. He takes the ball from the ground, thankful, so thankful, that Nayuta's doglike-behavior hasn't stretched out to putting the thing in his mouth and thus coating it with saliva. Getting a good grip of the ball, Ichiya huffs out a large portion of air and inhales anew, circling his arm in the air to power up.
You can almost see flames… but it's not because of that why you start fanning yourself. Ichiya is… he's too damn attractive like that! The way he rolled up his short sleeve up his shoulder, biceps flexing… no, you're not going to survive this sight much longer…!
"T-Throw it high and far, hubby!"
As if your encouragement magically charged up his throw, a flurry of what once was the ball flies over the park. Nayuta watches its trajectory with his mouth agape, but doesn't waste much time just standing there. He starts sprinting until his figure visibly becomes smaller and smaller in the distance.
Ichiya claps his hands to dust them off, turning to face you - like an actor in the moment when the curtain falls, his frown metamorphoses into a picture perfect smile - a genuine one, because, such small distractions are nothing when it comes to spending quality time with you.
He takes hold of your hands, and you blink bashfully at him, secretly hoping that he'd give you a kiss again… but he appears serious now, for some reason.
"As much as I find that the best thing those lips of mine can do while in your presence is to lavish you with kisses… they get awfully sad when not uttering words of love. I do hope you'd understand my reason for putting a pause to our loving dance. I've been subject to witnessing your beauty in the early morning light for too long, and my mind is full of things I want to say… how am I to stay quiet? I'd be a fool if I don't compliment you. Please let me."
With watering eyes, you find it difficult to even nod, speechless at how romantic he is. No matter how much time passes, you still can't get used to it. You place a hand on your heart, as if to beg it to calm down, and breathe in deeply.
"Please go ahead, Ichiya!"
Mirroring you, Ichiya also fills his lungs with a large portion of oxygen, the material of his shirt expanding slightly at the chest area.
"My beloved… thank you for granting me the opportunity to take you out on this spontaneous but precious date. As if to compliment your presence, the day is a lovely one; the sun was eager to rise today, almost ruining my plans to walk you here just in time so you can bask in its first rays, as you'd like it. Though there's more to be desired of the temperature, it's not too chilly today - of course, I came prepared, and a soft cotton cardigan is folded for you in the picnic basket. You've told me that I radiate warmth, so I'm not too worried. You've been clinging to me this whole time, so I can see that you're warm enough - I'm content with that. But seeing your beauty up this close, for so long, I'm afraid it makes me too lightheaded. Come to your senses, Ichiya…! This I must repeat to myself again and again, lest I get lost in your eyes that follow me so stubbornly. And once I get lost, it's dangerous, I will only wish to serve you, like a man lost his soul for his queen. No, my dear, I'm fully aware that a queen is to be served, but you see… I must stay with a clear mind. I indulge in the sweetness of your lips and it already robs me of my sanity enough, if I get any more lost I'm afraid that we will remain here forever. Denying you hurts me, you know? I will forget about anything else, about anyone else… the gracious curve of your smile outstretches on the canvas of your face, another picture worth several thousand words, and I want to be the artist to paint an even wider smile there. Naturally, my tool is those lips of mine. So then, if you'd let me…I would love to share a few more kisses with you."
"Arf Arf Arf!!"
You're crying waterfalls by now, and Ichiya lets out a little gasp, hurrying to take a handkerchief and bring it to your weeping eyes to catch the falling tears.
"Like little dewdrops…Here, here, my dear… don’t cry, I didn't intend to… I'd hate to see your eyes red and puffed up, even if it’s the result of happy tears."
"Arffff Arff!"
"Ichiya… thank you… ahh, if only I was as good with words as you…!"
Your husband chuckles as he pats lightly the area under your eyes, and it's the sound of dozens of little bells playing a harmonious melody.
"Worry not. Your husband already understands. Your heart is speaking to me, and I hear it loud and clear."
You beam at Ichiya with moist gaze, nodding quickly a few times. He stands like that for a good minute, silently admiring you. Then the serenity leaves his expression.
"He's been quiet…Nayuta? Where did you-"
Throwing a look over his shoulder, Ichiya shrieks as he sees the horrifying scene taking place while he didn't suspect a thing. Nayuta's cheeks are stuffed like a hamster's, raspberry jam smeared over his mouth with the picnic basket wide open.
Ichiya's loud shriek must have startled him, because the caught-red-handed Nayuta freezes, barely remembering to gulp down before speaking.
"I'm sorry! I got hungry, and Ichiya-san's sandwiches are sooo good!"
Snatching the basket to check the remaining contents, Ichiya's soul nearly comes out of his body as he confirms that indeed, there is nothing left. So much for his romantic breakfast with you.
"Nayuta."
You're fast to pat Ichiya's arm, getting his attention.
"It's fine, Ichiya! All this running around must've made him real hungry! You should've made more for him!"
Ichiya sighs, switching between looking at Nayuta's sad puppy dog eyes and yours. He chuckles eventually.
"I feel like he would've eaten everything no matter how much I prepared… But you're right. Did you eat well, Nayuta?"
Nayuta almost lets out a ruff but settles for human words instead, thanking Ichiya for the meal. Then he wins himself a head pat from you, content with playing along with this whole puppy stuff when it makes you laugh so much and dote on him.
And before Ichiya can pout and show sighs of jealousy, as pathetic that might be…
"Ichiya, Ichiya! Let's go back home and cook a new breakfast, together! Just me and you!"
Hearing that, Ichiya's shoulders roll back again in a confident stance, as he stands up and offers you his hand.
"It would be my pleasure."
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