may I please request a Luffy x fem reader, where the reader went out on a mission with Usopp and he actually did something pretty brave and when they got back to the shop Usopp kept talking about how brave he was but everyone thought he was making it up until the reader started boasting about how awesome he was and then Luffy gets all jealous that the readers attention was on Usopp. It’s kind of a weird request but I thought it would be cute. Thank you :)
I love this idea! It’s so cute, thank you for requesting my self indulgent friend~ This ended it up fairly gender neutral, sorry, and it takes place some time post time skip. Hope it satisfies!
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Don't Forget Me!!
Even when he shouldn’t have any reason to, Luffy gets jealous of Usopp.
Tags: fluff, minor jealousy, established relationship
WC: 1.4k
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He wouldn’t shut up about it.
Of course, Usopp was in the habit of never shutting up about anything. Normally this was a source for most of Luffy’s fun. Since the moment Luffy met Usopp, he’d thought his loud absurd lies were the funniest things he’d ever heard. He could listen to Usopp talk about just anything, and be laughing most of the time.
Today though, he’s not so amused. The sound of chatter is loud on the deck of the Sunny, full of everyone’s voices except his, which is highly unusual.
They’d just stopped off on an island, where you’d decided to head off with Usopp to hunt around town for tinkering supplies and probably to eat. Luffy’d thought about inviting you to walk around with him while Nami, Franky, and Sanji actually worried about making sure the ship had plenty of food and munitions, but you were gone before he could ask.
He'd started off the day a little grumpy, because of that. You always made visiting these small little island communities entertaining, quick to see fun things that he would have looked over. Even if it was just a shiny rock in a puddle somewhere! He wouldn’t see something like that if you weren’t around, so what was he supposed to do with himself all day?
He started off by lingering around Zoro for a bit, before they parted ways outside some half broken-down tavern. Zoro stayed so he could drink every patron there under the table, while Luffy headed outside of town.
He wandered around for a while, singing to himself, sometimes whistling, and spent all afternoon bug chasing until he caught the biggest shiniest beetle and kept it tight in his hand. He’d been gone for hours and hours—all the shopping was probably already done (though he wasn’t really thinking about it like that)—and just knew the crew was probably waiting for him. And by the time he arrived back at the ship, he was right.
All the Strawhat’s had reunited only a few moments before, but none of them were paying attention to him as he arrived. He could hear Usopp talking from halfway down the pier, and picked up speed, practically flinging himself aboard. He was eager to share what he’d been up to, and hear what everyone else was too, but first he wanted to show off his prize.
But Usopp was already telling his story. He had a boot up on a barrel, and was flexing his arms, proclaiming—as usual—that he was the bravest man on the seas and had finally proved it. No one would believe what kind of day he and you had had, he declared, nor how he’d been the one to save it. It was an amazing adventure, completely unbelievable, and, of course, he wanted to share.
Everyone rolls their eyes, each doubtful. If what Usopp said was always true, the sun would fall out of the sky because he wasn’t there to hold it up in the morning.
They all blow him off… until you speak up.
“No, no, you wouldn’t believe it! Usopp was incredible.” And you sound all in awe, while Usopp nods along, “There was this guy in the market selling the weirdest widget and—”
Everyone turns to you, including Luffy, to hear what kind of real tall tale you could possibly be telling, but his smile falls as you continue. Sure, it sounded like long-nose had been brave, setting them off on a chain of events which had them running around on an adventure that ends up with Usopp actually defeating some brown-noser and saving the town.
The story instantly doesn’t matter to him.
That tone, is supposed to be saved. It’s how you talk about him around the decks or to the people you meet as the Sunny sails the Grand Line. With stars in your eyes, and that mixture of awe and gratitude that would make anyone well proud. Usopp certainly does look it, he hardly ever has a reason to be so genuinely prideful, and he’ll milk it for this moment and a million more.
The “captain” slumps, not even bothering to listen to the one-time Usopp has actually managed to do something incredible. Normally, you’d be quick to find Luffy if it appeared like he’d entered one of his moods. This time, he wanders off, but you don’t follow.
Of course not, he thinks, you’re too busy with your new favorite.
You and Usopp do get along, you both like fixing things and testing out new contraptions. There’s a sibling sort of rivalry between the two of you, as you were always trying to outdo him and he you. Or, at least Luffy thought it was a sibling-like rivalry. But using that voice on Usopp, and looking so happy to be by his side…
He was totally stuck on the stomach retching sick feeling that came with seeing you there, and instead of next to him.
Even if he was usually a happy-go-lucky kind of guy, there were times where Luffy could be caught with a frown and a sort of depressed fog that had him slumping over his favorite seat and staring at the sky for hours on end. Usually, you’d be quick to notice and drag him back into the sunshine. But see, that was the problem.
You were still with Usopp.
While he mopes, the happy, proud, chatter continues. Eventually, they’ve hit the water again and the sun is setting, and Brook playing violin across the deck is a soft pleasant sound, that follows the rhythm of the boat as it sails off into the empty, vast ocean.
He shouldn’t be so surprised when you finally come by to check on him, but he is.
“Hey, Loof.” And you sound so chipper. He looks up, lethargic, and so pathetically upset. He’s a dramatic man in a dramatic mood, especially with the way he sluggishly moves, like his limbs weigh a million pounds.
“Hey.” He says, though he’s looking high above your head instead of at you.
“Luffy, what’s wrong?”
He puffs out a cheek. “Nothing…”
You don’t believe him, having already suspected why he’d wandered off. His attempt at being blasé only confirms it.
Creeping up a little closer and right next to his ear, your cutting right to the obvious accusation. “Are you jealous?”
He snaps, “No!” But even the tips of his ears go pink. How did you know that so quickly???
“You are!”
He slides off the lion head and waves his hand over his head. Stomping off, that doesn’t stop you from following after, laughing again in a way that only makes him blush harder. “Nah-ah. I am not. Nope. Not at all. Couldn’t be me.” He raddled off, trying and failing to seem nonchalant.
You dart forward, sticking your head over his shoulder and landing a quick peck on his cheek. He freezes as your breath ghosts across his ear.
“Luffy, don’t be mad at me.” You bid, “Usopp and I had fun today, but that doesn’t have to be the only fun. We can spend some time together, just you and me.”
He bristles at first, but pauses when your voice tilts. Now that voice, the one that’s a little darker. That’s the one that’s actually, just for him. The kind of tone that makes his heart beat skyrocket. The one that reminds him that he’s picked you, and you’ve picked him.
“Dinner’s not quite ready,” you add, just as teasing, “and I just saw Franky leave the crow’s nest…”
He blinks once, then all that tension he’d been holding onto melts away. Of course, you’re not replacing him. How could someone even replace him?
And he’s not giving you a second chance to change your mind!!!
“Meet you there!” He zooms off before you can finish the sentence.
Your laughter is left in the dust as he heads to the ‘meet up zone’ before you can say a word more. You’ll follow after in a few minutes. Mostly to stick your head around and make sure that you guys will actually be alone up there. Luffy never really cares about what other people do or do not see about your relationship, but you do, and you plan on making up for making him sad--without interruption.
You sigh, and smile to yourself. Sometimes he’s a handful, but you’re happy he’s your handful.
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Um, I wanna request how the Ninjago characters react to their lover acting like a wife or husband to them, like, basically, the ninjas came back from a very tiring mission and when they came home they saw reader standing on the other side of the table that filled with food as they said, "welcome home, dear." And the reader is just babying the ninjas with lots of love. Oh, I want reader to kiss their forehead while they eat:D
Idk if I did a good job explaining but I hope you can understand it all XD
Thank you, lots of love, and take care of yourself<3
Stop this is so cuteee! I hope that I was able to execute your idea well when writing 🙏
Love like home { Ninjago Headcanons }
~Lloyd Garmadon~
Placing down the last plate on the dining table right as the shoji slid up revealing an exhausted Lloyd, halting in his steps before the expression fell into a look of softness and gratitude. "Welcome home hero" spoken in a gental tone from yours truly along with a small upward lipcurl.
"You made all this.. for me?" Questioning outloud as he moved across the room for a seat. In awe and love struck him as he reached to assemble his favourite meal, feeling the gaze of his lover lingering on every move. "Of course I would." Circling the table to stand by his side, brushing the blond fringe to the side along with a plant of a kiss blossomed on his forehead.
Having sat down next to him to redo his action onto your own plate, "You're truly amazing." Could be heard mumbling from the green man himself, turning to look and finding him already facing you with a hint of pink. "And I'll gladly do it every chance possible." Speaking in a hushed tone and a gental smile.
~Kai Smith~
Swung open the shoji with a frustrated groan. "It was an absolu-.." Pausing in all movment to see a whole meal prepared for him, "Babe?" He asked with both brows raised. Staring in awe of his lovers' dedication, "I figured you'd need some refuil after today."
Taking a few longer strides to greet his lover with a side hug, kissing your cheek softly. "You really are a saint, babes." He chuckled softly, the fire shining in his amber eyes dimmed to a soft crackling. "Thank you." Whispering gently.
"You're welcome." Greeting in the same tone as you switched to hold his face, storking his cheeks with your thumbs in a repetitive motion before pulling him down a little to peck his forehead in a quick yet affectionet motion. "Come on, let's eat before it gets cold." Lighly pushing at him before taking a seat with him following short. "About time!"
~Cole Brookstone~
The creek of the wooden shoji snapped your focus to the entrance. It was a suprise he'd shown up at such an early time then expected. "Welcome back home, sweetheart. I'm almost done, so you can just go ahead and sit down." Motening to the table with a smile having seem his suprise experience.
"Love? You made all this for me?" Speaking as a huge grin grew on his lips, sitting down without a spark hesitation lingering. "Yeah, I know how tired you've been after the last missions." Humming with reply and putting some cooked rice into a bowl as the last part.
"You truly are a life saver." He chuckled, but the sweetness in his tone wasn't missed either, his chocolate brown eyes focused on your form moving around as eventually stood next to him with a bowl of rice. Leaning over to give his forehead a peck before placing the bowl down. "Seeing you happy makes me happy."
~Zane Julian~
"Hello dearest, I've arrived home for the evening." Spoke the nindroid with a soft smile resting on his face as the shoji was slid to the side, shifting his head to the side from the view of a whole meal prepared for his arrival. "I'm glad to hear that. Welcome home, dear." You hummed, patting your hands on the aprin with a gleeful smile.
"I've made dinner tonight. Usually, you insist on making, but now it was my turn." His lover chuckled lightly before shifting over to him, grabbing a hold of his hands. "I, in fact, very much appreciate your efforts, but this act wasn't needed." Keep the tone soft but also gentle, can't lie, but his heart was overheating just a little.
"Still, I wanted to do it for you.. Kinda, as a thank you for all the times you it." Soften even more in your hold as his baby blues fell to the table. "Shall we get started before it gets the chance to catch cold?" As you smiled and gave him a hug, pulling him down for a kiss at the corner of his lips. "Now you're speaking my language."
"But I've always done so-"
~Jay Walker~
"Welcome home, sunshine," his lover spoke aloud as a whine came out, turning the corner, having thought that he hadn't been noticed. "Awe, you're too good at this game, babe." Nonetheless, a small boyish smile plasterd to his face, hands on both hips.
Returning with a chuckle, shaking your head at his silly act. "Even after your missions, you're full of life." Turing his nose with a shrug of his shoulders, acting as he'd had no clue. "Go ahead and sit down, I've been waiting for you to come back."
In a blink of the eye, he was sat next to you with a look of pure joy. "Did you know you're the best?" Whisper yelling, placing his scarred hand on top of yours. "So you've said before." Smiling at the motion before moving to kiss his freckled cheek, watching as the blue ninja turned pink with an evident avoiding of eye contact.
~Nya Smith~
As you were cutting up some last bits of vegetables yet being careful, not having heard their water lover quietly gliding into the kitchen. "It smells amazing, babe." She smiled along with a small chuckle as her arms wrapped around your waist, placing her head on your shoulder.
Jumped slightly as you had been spaced out but laughed it off. "Welcome home, sweetheart. How was it?" A tone so filled with love, turning around to face her properly as she then rested her hands on either side of your waist. "Tiring, as usual.. is that what I think it is?" Raising a slight brow
Her loved hummed with a nod while wrapping their arms around her neck. "Yes, it is." The couple now both smiled as Nya leaned for a stolen kiss, "I love you so!" You laughed from her tone and plasterd on even more kisses on her face, the last one on her forehead. "Let me cut up the last part and settle down, yeah?"
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It's so good being back to writing, and I'll be working on the requests in my drafts now! I'll come around to them all when I get used to writing again!! 🫶
I was thinking about tf2 recently and thought about a y/n idea for yandere stories. Hopefully you guys like it
For this one it's kinda the new mercenary of the team. They use the suit of tfc medic as miss Pauling was in a rush and gave that to y/n before having to go somewhere so y/n uses the suit but with some small modifications to it but it's mostly the same as it's hard to modify something that was specifically made for this job. As now no one has ever saw their real face as they always have the mask on even when having the helmet off, the mask stays on and many are curious about what they look like but no one will really know (except for Pauling but she doesn't tell anyone). But I was looking at the old abilities of the medic and I saw that one is basically if a enemy medic were to use their heal ability on the enemy, it would actually poison them or something but the affect will go away if the enemy's own medic were to heal them and I like to think that's one of this y/n's abilities if they are able to hit the enemy with this kinda short get away to hurt the enemy team. Their class is kinda a mix of medic and scout as they are kinda half as fast as scout but mostly to get away if things get to heavy but their primary weapon is a shotgun and pistol with their Melee (you can chose what they have) but when it's a free day, y/n mostly stays around pyro (pyro stays around them as pyro really likes y/n)
The other mercenaries like y/n as they are kinda quiet and aren't like a second scout. Y/n is mainly apart of the blue team so y/n's medic isn't really that insane (that's what y/n mostly sees but yeah) and they are a kind of nurse for medic and so everyone calls them, Nurse or something that even though their actual class is just called backup (I'm very bad at names so please bare with me) Soldier likes y/n and they don't know what specifically soldier likes about them but just goes with it. Y/n sometimes treats soldier like a literal drill Sargent and is scared of getting screamed at. Sniper like y/n because they don't really bother him but when they do is when they are in a middle of a battle and y/n is feeling tired and takes a rest for a bit with sniper before scout begins to scream for y/n and they go back out. Scout likes y/n cause medic has them do the kind of checkups on the team and always gives him a lollipop cause the new guy who praised him for helping and giving him candy, he likes them already plus he talks with y/n a lot but so do the other mercenaries as y/n kinda being the only non lunatic in this place and having a actual medical license so y/n is actually a good listener and actually knows how to deal with some medical stuff. Also they give all their mercenaries lollipops after each check up even medic gets one.
But of course the red teams also likes y/n as their nurse is kinda more cold and doesn't like people but just does their job and goes like the complete opposite of the blues nurse (y/n was actually meant to go to the Red team but since Pauling was so busy at the time she only had the boxes of stuff that y/n and the red nurse needed at the time. But if she found out, she would have them swap. Miss Pauling needs a rest day at least.) That once y/n was in middle of a battle and was basically knocked out and was just a head as they didn't really believe blue spy about how the red medic kept his head at the base one time but now y/n was in that position but instead of having to be kept in the mini fridge red medic has, it was more of y/n being treated like they are apart of the team but mainly was stuck in the base and was absolutely horrified when y/n asked where their body was and red medic showed them that he has it in a fucking meat locker but medic makes sure that y/n's body is still functioning as of course he'll sew them back up soon but only when miss Pauling switches them to the Red team. Blue team does devise a plan to get y/n back and succeed but y/n has some scars around their neck but is alright with it.
(I love this guy. Plus I like the fit and wanted to do an y/n based off the tfc medic but yeah. But hopefully you guys like this yap session and if you want more of this please don't be shy and request any ideas for stories or y/n's you have. But for now please stay safe and drink!)
yan!stalker who is an absolute loser. skinny, frail, barely takes care of himself. he didn't really care, until you acknowledged him. it was a simple hi as you went to your friends. and his heart was hit with cupid's arrow.
okay, so maybe it is overkill to change his major to yours. maybe it's overkill when he blackmails your current partner. and maybe, just maybe, it's overkill when he follows you home. he can see how you look paranoid, but really, he's doing you a favor!
besides, you shouldn't be alone anyways! what if some guy hits on you? what then? he's not that good at fighting!! well he could ask his dad for some money for a hitman- but that takes too long!!!
yan!stalker is surprisingly good at bribery. his wet sorry cat look works well on people. which is why he managed to be partners with you for your project. and why he's managed to keep frat boys away from you. who knew beer and some fake ids were just what it took???
doesn't matter, yan!stalker is officially partners with you...for the project. you keep avoiding him like the plague if it's not about it. he's really friendly! that figure in the distance following you wasn't him! memo: be less noticeable
he tries to make more small talk. you don't seem interested, changing the subject to the project once again. who cares about this stupid project?!!! he can pay for an A! he suggests his house to study in, you recommend the library. WHY ARE YOU SO ANNOYING!!!
no, he can't get mad right now. just agree, and then he can clear things up. he just needs to get closer to you. soothe that...paranoia. and you'll see him as a friend, and then boyfriend, and then fiance, and then-
Wyll deserves a longer fic but my brain is mush rn
No body descriptions so it can be read by anybody who suffers from periods, but I have pulled from my own experiences and made it Very Heavy. I also think this could be read as platonic. There's nothing really pointing toward romance, and the kiss on the cheek can totally be platonic (as well as cuddling) so yeah take it as you will
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The night had been so perfect. Wyll had accepted you into his tent when the weather turned sour. He opened up his bedroll to you when you were shivering. All night you slept wrapped in his arms, safe, protected and warm. The Absolute was far from your mind. Tadpoles did not seem to exist in the temporary bliss that encapsulated you both.
And then you woke up, and you just knew it was too damn good to be true.
The first thing you were aware of was the strong pair of arms holding you close. One draped over your side, the other cradling your head in the crook of his elbow. Next, the scent of campfire smoke and the oil he used on his braids. And then, the discomfort between your legs. Warm and slick and terrible.
Panic rushed your heart, adrenaline stealing the sleepy haze from your mind. When in the night had your period began? Early enough to have you bleeding through Wyll’s bedroll? Or late enough you would be lucky if it didn’t stain your pants? There was no way of telling, but the awful guilt flooded your chest all the same.
You risk a glance at Wyll’s face. It’s the most relaxed you think he’s ever been in all the time you’ve known him. Always he carried his burdens in the lines of his face, the furrow of his brow, behind sweet smiles and his dashing Blade persona. Your heart hurt at the thought of waking him and stealing that peace.
As slow and careful as you could, you slipped his arm from around your waist. He shifted slightly, and you waited. But after a moment he still did not wake. You continue your escape. Cold air hits your body like an arctic wind as you pull back the corner of the thin blanket. You lift yourself from his arm that acted as your pillow, sitting up. You cringe as a tightness clutches at your belly, and the wet feeling of blood spilling out. There is no doubt in your mind now: you’ve bled all the way through.
Tears of frustration prick at your eyes. Wyll was kind enough to provide you shelter and comfort, and your body decided now would be the most perfect time for a practical joke against you. If you had the wherewithal to remember to track your cycle with everything else horrid going on, perhaps you could have avoided this. Or maybe your body would have brought on your period sooner, just to catch you off guard.
The quiet sound of your name, drowsy and confused, seals the deal on this being one of the worst days of the entire quest so far, everything else be damned. You wanted to drown in your embarrassment, suffocate on your misfortune. Anything to ignore the shift of the blanket as Wyll sits up beside you, frowning as he tries to meet your eyes.
“What’s wrong?” he asks softly, as though one wrong misstep and you’d shatter. His own mind races with thoughts of nightmares, or even the mysterious Dream Guardian that often came to visit.
The last of your dignity shrivels and dies as you adamantly avoid looking at him, glaring instead at the floor by your shoes. It is harder to tell him what’s happened than it is to drown yourself in the Chionthar river, and far less pleasant. The words grit at you. They feel like jagged steel as they come up your throat to be voiced aloud.
“I… I started my cycle last night.” You sigh, fighting the flurry of hormone-driven emotions as you bury your face in your hands. “I think I’ve bled through your bedroll, Wyll, I’m so so sorry.”
If it was Shadowheart or Karlach, you’d be far less embarrassed and far less upset. Hells, even Lae’zel, and you weren’t even sure she had a blood cycle like this.
You start to assure him you’ll wash it out, that he can have yours if he feels uncomfortable sleeping on his own again - anything to make this right. But before you can even get the words out, he’s rubbing your back.
“Hey, it’s alright. Why don’t you go wash and get changed. I can deal with this.”
You pull your face from your hands to blink at him. He smiles when he finally meets your eyes, sweet and reassuring. “Are you sure?” you ask. “I’m sorry, but you just have a tendency to do things people ask even when it makes you uncomfortable.”
He laughs. “As much as I hate to admit how true that is, a little bit of blood won’t be pushing me out of my comfort zone.”
You’re almost certain you really will start crying as you wrap your arms around his neck and hug him tight. He’s careful to avoid knocking you with his horns, but wraps his arm around your upper back to hold you close. You kiss his cheek and thank him.
“For doing what any decent man worth his salt should do?” he asks, though despite the teasing in his voice, he can hear the utter relief in yours. He truly never considered before that something so small would mean so much, something he truly considered the absolute bare minimum. It only encouraged him to do more, if only to ease the burden of years of suffering through this alone put on you.
“I hate to be the one to break it to you, Wyll Ravengard, but there is a great lack of decent men.”
“Then I pride myself on being one of the last of this dying breed.”
Desc and possible Tw: Yandere themes, Breeding, Sexual themes, Deep waters, sirens, mentions of physical and mental pain.
Let me know if I missed any!
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••Yandere Deep Diver who… was alerted that one of the cameras was broken in the deep waters and was sent to check it out.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… finds lil ol' you snapping apart the ocean camera.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… just stares at you dumbfounded.
A merperson? In front of me? This has to be a dream.. there's no way…
• Yandere Deep Diver who… finally snaps out of their trance when a fellow Deep diver shoots a spear at you.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… heard your pain-filled scream. It hurt. Not just physically, but mentally too. Why did they feel this way?
• Yandere Deep Diver who… saw you swim away, taking the camera with you.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… found themselves dreaming about you.
Am I cursed?
• Yandere Deep Diver who… was obsessed with finding you again. Everything about you was so intoxicating.. Your looks, your voice the one they made up after they heard your scream
• Yandere Deep Diver who… was sailing to their next diving spot. It was night, Exactly 9:03 pm. Everyone was sleeping, They had places to be of course.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… heard singing.. no wait Your singing..
• Yandere Deep Diver who… found you with your other sirens, sitting on a large rock, Singing to the captain.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… falls into a trance.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… Wakes up. Apparently, the other divers found them passed out.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… saw you. In a large tank, They Caught you.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… spends more and more time by your tank. Promising unreal things such as marriage, living together, etc.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… was told long ago why they had a large tank. The captain wanted to catch a large octopus, wanted to show off or something. They don't care, they have you now.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… fights anyone who gets too close to your tank.
Get away from them.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… does whatever you please. Just don't ask them to release you. They get very, very angry and start yelling.
• Yandere Deep Diver who… wants to become a siren themselves or make you a human.
My siren.. is it possible to make me a siren? Why? I want to spend the rest of my days with you, and only you ♡
• Yandere Deep Diver who… wants to breed you. Doesn't matter your gender. They want to fill you to the brim, Yet they cannot touch you :(
My siren… I wish for us to be close.. Why must you Bite me everytime I come near?
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Damian the Diver has been turning my brain into mush… I was originally going to make another part for Yandere Bartender, and I still will ofc! But I had to get them out of my head..
Anyways, got off topic! I hope you enjoy reading, as I enjoyed writing!! :3
A/n: it's Mitsuya hours. I don't make the rules. Gn. Sfw.
Adjusting the grip on your phone, you shifted in your seat, listening to your boyfriend talk about his travels before interrupting him for the nth time.
"So... you'll be here soon, right?"
"Mhm. You sound sad- what's wrong love?"
"Nothing much; just been really lonely without you around the house."
"That so?"
"Yeah. I haven't woken up on time once, and there's nothing to do, and no one to make yummy brownies, and-"
"So you only miss me for naps and food?"
"No- kinda? Wait, wait! Taka baby, I didn't mean it like that, I'm just- oh forget it. What time is your plane coming?"
"It's already here, Y/n."
You could hear him laughing, then footsteps. Gasping, you shrieked and heard more laughter, from your phone and outside. Running to the door, you yanked the door open, seeing a disheveled, tired but happy, Mitsuya.
"Hey there, love."
He opened his arms, and you ran into them, dropping your phone and he his bags. Crashing to the floor, you pepper his face with kisses.
