my darling! (∩˃o˂∩)♡
MDNI in today's broadcast: hajime umemiya simply can't help himself when it comes to his cutie of a girlfriend! "cuteness aggression is simply unavoidable when faced with my lady." he states in an interview.
CW: suggestive, fem!reader, aged up!ume
"oh, schnookums!" umemiya's wide grin could blind people a mile away as he calls out to you, his girlfriend who's approaching furin's gates to pick him up.
the sun is hitting him just right, making him look absolutely divine. your boyfriend has always been capable of taking your breath away with just a single good angle, so it's good his goofy personality grounds you every now and again. otherwise, you'd never let him out of your bed.
his hair is gelled in its usual pushed-back style, furin jacket shed due to the increasing temperatures. even without knowing his routines, you'd be able to guess he was just hard at work on the roof, the veins in his arms bulging from the exertion.
a collective set of groans is heard behind him, and yet it does nothing to dampen his mood. instead, he takes it upon himself to run to you, finding your pace too slow for his liking.
"ah, you look so gorgeous!" he gushes, squeezing your cheeks together to pout your lips before he engulfs you in a bone-crushing hug.
you feel yourself burning up, and not just from the weather, "haji-" his grip tightens, "uh, sorry. baby, i missed you," you muster up through the lack of air.
"so did i!" he finally lets go, giggling to himself as you try to catch your breath, holding onto his arm. he waves to the others, bidding them goodbye. in spite of the first years being slightly disgusted by his lovesickness, they laugh.
suo nudges the distressed sakura, "how sweet, wouldn't you say?"
"yeah, w-whatever!" sakura turns the opposite way, storming off with nirei, tsugeura and kiryu trailing closely behind.
hajime crouches down in front of you, patting his shoulders, "get on, sweet cheeks! can't have ya over-exerting yourself in these conditions. oh! have you drank enough water?"
bewildered, and wholly embarrassed, your voice lowers, "i'm wearing a skirt! i'll flash everyone around!" the last thing you needed was people being able to see up your skirt.
"how silly of me to forget~" he grins, eyebrows wiggling as he eyes your clothes. he hands you his furin jacket, "tie it around your waist, i can't have people seeing what's meant for my eyes only."
you do as you're told, no less flustered. you finally climb onto his back, arms wrapped around his shoulders, legs held up by his hands on the back of your thighs. his fingers dig into your plush flesh gently as he massages you idly, "am i not too-"
he jostles you up, snickering as he adjusts his grip, "don't insult me like that. i should be able to carry you no matter what."
your hold on him tightens, "meanie," you huff, "thought you were gonna drop me."
"never," he puffs out his chest, "beat me up if i do."
"i'll hold you to that," you smush your face into his back. you feel the muscles straining under his shirt, your belly doing a few flips. how you scored someone like umemiya will never fail to baffle you.
the heat from his body combined with the glaring sun incites a long yawn, nuzzling into his back more. you don't know where he's taking you, but it doesn't matter either, as long as he's with you you'll be safe anywhere.
you nearly doze off, eyes closed and a trickle of drool slipping down your chin from the corner of your mouth until you hear a door lock turning. lifting your head, you see the entrance of your home.
he walks in, taking off his and your shoes before he sits you down on the couch. walking into the kitchen to grab you two some water, he makes the mistake of looking back at you right as you stretch, face contorted into another yawn.
"eeek!" he squeals happily, running back over and tackling you onto your back, aggressively nuzzling his face into your neck. "you're such a cutie!"
"my- kiss super- kiss duper- kiss adorable- kiss sweetheart!" you giggle away as he tickles your sides too, pressing kisses all over your face and neck.
his hands travel beneath your shirt, continuing his tickling attack. but as his hands make contact with your bare skin, combined with a well-timed kiss on that specific spot on your neck, a moan worms its way though the laughter.
he stills briefly, eyes darting up to your flushed face. he notes your eyes shifting everywhere but to him. you bite your lip, somehow managing to look cute and hot at the same time. heat pools in his gut as he feels a stir in his pants.
crawling further over you, he cages you in, arms on both sides of your head. he nuzzles his nose against yours, your breath hitching, "don't tell me my baby got all hot and bothered from just that."
you shrink into yourself slightly, "and what if i did?"
his smile is soft as he cups your face, "then that means i've got to take care of it for you, if you'll let me."
he chuckles at your small nod, leaning down to press a myriad of kisses onto your face again. your heart is so full. not only does your boyfriend provide a type of physical safety, but also an emotional one. he can set aside his own excitement in favor of keeping your comfort. all it does is add to your arousal, his quick switch-up from goofy and loving to gentle and still loving warms your entire body, butterflies swarming your gut.
he leans back slightly, hands traveling down your body and under your skirt, flipping it up. his smile widens upon seeing you've leaked through your panties already, "you're so incredibly adorable, schnookums."
you groan, hiding your face in your hands, "you ruined it!"
said noise quickly transforms into a moan as he presses his thumb to your covered slit, rubbing over your nub through the soaked fabric, "doesn't look like it to me."
a/n: i looove this man sm gimme gimme gimme
