This is my Lynette cosplay, absolutely gorgeous. And I’ve thought about it, I might actually come back to tumblr and start being more active. I’m probably just going to post art and cosplays though, so no more writing ig.
❀ HANMA AS YOUR BOYFRIEND | TOKYO REVENGERS
🥛 — hanma shuuji
🧾 — gender neutral, second pov (you/your), mostly fluff, cursing, headcanons
✉ — this is my first time writing for hanma and i was actually quite excited. i think he’ll be a fun person to be around sdfjkd
↠ Hanma Shuuji as your boyfriend is one of the most dangerous and yet sweetest things in the world, mostly because Hanma’s an unpredictable zombie that would drag you out to do something insane.
↠ He doesn’t always do that, of course. Hanma’s not stupid enough to actually endanger you. He actually loves you, thank you very much.
↠ I think Hanma’s the kind of guy who’ll know what you want. From your fashion sense, to your usual order at random restaurants/fast-food joints, and even how you like your coffee/starbucks order.
↠ It’s a little disorienting since the two of you are standing in front of the cashier one day and before you can even speak up, Hanma’s already listing whatever you’re craving for that day even when you didn’t say anything.
↠ Surprisingly, Hanma likes those couple/matching things. When you look in your closet one day, you have five different shirts that match his and the two of you have matching necklaces. You don’t even know when that appeared in your closet first.
↠ Likes playing little games with you, board games or psp doesn’t matter. All that matters is that he cheats on it for fun and to see your frustrated face lmao.
“You cheated!”
“No I didn’t.”
“You did!”
“Did not.”
“You did!”
↠ You have this little bickers that ends up with you laughing because Hanma tickles your sides to make you shut up and forget about his little cheating.
↠ He does tell you of it days later when you already forget about it. So you just go ??? And Hanma will only laugh, triumphant.
◟- featuring: hanma, kakucho, draken, benkei, ran, hakka,, taiju, mucho, kazutora, izana, chifuyu
he takes pride in your love for his clothing — more specifically his hoodies. watching you try on every single sweater and hearing your laughter at how big it is on you brings him more amusement than anything else. he lets you lounge around all day in them and even sleep in them. he already knows he’s never gonna see that hoodie again but he really doesn’t care. in fact, he thinks it looks way better on you than it ever did on him.
◟- HANMA, DRAKEN, RAN, BENKEI, IZANA
was that his hoodie? seriously? you couldn’t find anything in your giant closet to wear so you raid his? unbelievable. he knows you have clean sweaters to wear so he doesn’t understand why you just had to wear his stuff. asks you why you’re stealing from his closet but doesn’t make any moves to take the hoodie back. the way the material engulfs your entire figure is extremely cute to him. maybe he’ll let you wear it for just a little bit. okay maybe a little longer.
◟- TAIJU, MUCHO, KAKUCHO
oh. my. god. where was his phone? this was going straight into the “cute shit” album. absolutely melts at the sight of you cozied up in his giant hoodie. not the slightest bit of irritation or anger appears on his face — shit, i mean he knows the hoodies are comfortable so he gets why you wanted to wear one. tells you that you’re free to take any of his hoodies everyday every month of every year. secretly goes online to wear he purchased that same hoodie so you both could match in public.
◟- CHIFUYU, HAKKAI, KAZUTORA
EARLY MORNINGS ⇢ FEATURING. KAZUTORA H.
warnings/content ❘ none
5:37am
you wince slightly at the time, proving to you just how early it was, and from the darkness that the sky continued to hang onto, you could only imagine how many people are up right now. not many, i'll tell you that.
especially on a damn sunday.
you roll over in the arms that are secured around your waist, soft breathing behind you assuring you of your boyfriend's sleeping presence.
his hair sprawled across the satin pillowcase from where he'd forgotten to put it up last night, as you two were a bit busy with other things. his blonde strands falling over the apple of his left cheek into his mouth and you can't believe the sight in front of you.
he's beautiful.
and sometimes it bothers you when he refuses to acknowledge that fact, never being praised by anyone, but it's something he'll have to get used to being with you.
your fingers reach out to push the hair away from his face and with the rest, but his eyes crack open as soon as you make contact.
"what're you doin'?" he mutters, eyes fluttering open and back shut with drowsiness. his arms tighten around your waist and his legs dig further in between your own as if he's trying to merge the two of you.
"morning kazu." your voice is a whisper because you know how he is when first waking up. his brain is slow, never processing anything right away. his not-so-old bones crack when he stretches, embarrassing him when you laugh at his brittle joints. most importantly, he's all over you.
kazutora wants you flush against him, the only sound entering and exiting his ears being your voice, all five of his senses discerning you. you you you you.
'is it healthy for me to love someone so much?' he once asked chifuyu who only shrugged and asked him to clean up cat piss from a kennel. kazutora doesn't think it is, but kazutora doesn't care.
oh no. kazutora almost believed he'd die if there was ever a moment where he wasn't completely in love with you like he is now. kazutora would rather scrape his bare ass across scorching concrete than give his love to something or someone that isn't you.
okay, maybe it is a little unhealthy.
but can you even blame him? years of neglect and indifference is all he's ever known, so when you walked into the pet shop with teary eyes and swollen cheeks, asking him where the puppies were, he instantly wanted those eyes dry and that frown flipped.
chifuyu explained to him that you were a regular who never really came to adopt a pet, but to indulge in the pure energy that came from the baby animals. you'd often come in there after a bad day and just sit there, and snuggle up to the fur babies as they licked your tears away and you'd leave with a smile that wasn't there before.
kazutora loved that the most about you. how sensitive you could be. it was like you made up for everything he lacked, and it was a lot, which is why you are everything to him.
"it's still dark outside." he pointed out with a groan. "why are you up so early?" he attempts to shove his big head into the crook of your neck, hiding his face from the darkness.
"missed your pretty face." he looks up at you with an unimpressed look. with a roll of his eyes, kazutora snuggles back into your warmth mumbling something about you being an idiot, his idiot.
a few moments of silence pass before you speak up again and he knows, he's not going back to sleep.
"kazu?"
"yes, baby."
"you should dye the front two strands of your hair red."
"you should go to sleep."
silence.
he sighs in content, closing his eyes again, already feeling sleep take over his being.
"kazu?" fucking hell.
"yes, my love."
"if i were a zombie, would you kill me or tie me up in the backyard?"
kazutora considers murder for a split second before deciding that it was frowned upon by most countries for a reason.
"i'd shoot you, go on and put you out of your misery." you frown at his statement, mouth falling agape before closing at a sudden realization.
"what? so you can go fuck with other zombie bitches? yeah i don't thin-"
"close your eyes and go to sleep or i'll really shoot you."
you two will talk about this later, but for now you'll focus on the soft lips against your neck and the way his breathing evens out.
what a good morning, indeed!
Hello! Can I request where the reader is overwhelmed with her emotions, and there's this one toxic friend she had in the past, and this toxic friend was so toxic that it made the reader hold a lot of grudges and hate towards her. so the toxic friend is back and the reader feels A LOT of REALLY negative emotions and so much anger, the reader literally start to have a mental breakdown and so how do the boys react? Can you do them separately though? :)
featuring: Kazutora, Rindou, Mikey, Angry
characters: kazutora, rindou, manjiro sano.
c/w: panic attacks, mentions of abuse, hints of misogyny, mental breakdowns, hurt/comfort, punching, blood, mentions of past relationships.
note: this might be kinda of ooc!! other than that i hope this turned out good considering i have never ever really wrote something like the before, + so sorry for having this finished so late i have been so busy lately.
p.s: sorry i didn’t do angry :( i didn’t know how 2 write 4 him so i got scared that i may write him a bit more ooc so i didn’t do him<\3.
hi!! may i please request the toman founders (together) celebrating the reader's birthday?
a/n : sorry for the delay anon my health has been declining recently :( this might be a little short because my eyes are burning but anyway thank you for requesting and enjoy 🫶🏻
: manga ending spoilers, a bit of angst, mentions of neglect but overall a lot of fluff
"y/n? hey y/n wake up.." you felt your body was shake as you awaken from your nap. it's at least noon and you had a meeting at dawn so you decided to take a quick nap at the shrine. you saw baji looking down at you as well as haru.
"it's getting warmer y/n you should nap inside" haru said while helping you to get up. "oh it does feel a bit warm.." you mumbled.
"c'mon sleepyhead" baji lifted your limp body on his back and you dozed off again. you didn't had much sleep last night due to your insomnia so you tend to lack energy and sleep at random times. "okay there you go, we'll wake you up when the meeting starts okay?"
"mmh thankyou baji san"
"okay we need to do the plan like right now, she's knocked out" kazutora said hurriedly while tapping his fingers on the table. "mitsuya has the division members been informed about our plan?" draken asked the purple haired boy. "yeah, they're on standby. they've been very excited actually" mitsuya said. the toman founders thought it would be nice to have a small birthday party for you. it does happen once a year so the members saw no harm in it, besides the other division members seem content with their decision and is on board with the plan.
"okay so this evening we'll take the cake out then kazutora and baji would bring the cake at the meeting and lights out then we sing the song for her. pretty simple right?"
"but kenchin why can't i bring the cake?!"
"because you're the president mikey, you need to start the meeting"
"oh wait you're right" mikey snickered while stuffing his face with dorayaki while the others had ice cream. they hoped nothing would go wrong, nothing would right?
the evening came rather quickly as you stretched your body and twisted your body in multiple directions to crack them. rubbing your eyes, you went to the shrine and saw pahchin and pehyan there. "oh good morning pah, peh."
"good morning y/n chan! did you have a good sleep?"
"yes i did, feels so fresh too. say is the meeting long because my stomach is growling" you held your belly.
"i don't think so" pahchin said then walked away with peh when some members called the two. you sat down on someone's motorcycle and lifted your leg. "hey y/n chan want some candy?"
"yeah sure"
"here y/n chan you look thirsty"
"oh thankyou"
"y/n chan you like chocolates right? here!"
"that's so nice of you!" now, don't get you wrong everyone in toman was so nice they felt like family. however this atmosphere felt off and everyone was acting a little bit too nice. you hopped off the motorcycle to ask what's up with everyone when mikey and the division captains pulled up and made their entrance.
"president!" everyone bowed, as you too. after settling down, mikey was standing in front with takemichi and draken behind him. "now! we have gathered here today to uh hear me talk about my day yes! so my day was really shitty so i wanted to drop out from school! how about that?"
you were confused, mikey always has been complaining about school in meetings but never in big meetings like these. these kind of meetings usually means he's announcing toman is going to fight another gang or something. this was the last thing you expected. you glanced at your surroundings to share a confused look with someone only for them to avoid your eye contact.
huh, strange.
"where the hell is keisuke? my story doesn't make sense anymore!" mikey whispered to draken, gestured takemichi to take over instead. "u-uh yes i say uh we all drop out from school? but that would be risky for our on future right so.." takemichi prolonged his tone and nervously looked around.
"damn it, kazutora where are you?!" haru yelled in a whisper at the phone he was clutching while kisaki fumbled with his uniform. "patience haruchiyo, we're just a bit late"
"a bit?! the guys over here are telling fairy tales so she won't notice! hurry up"
"we're almost there haru, just wait there with kisaki!" baji yelled from the other side when the phone went dead. kisaki kept extending his neck to look for baji's motorcycle but after five minutes, he finally saw the two of them. "shit be careful with the cake, where's the light?"
"it's here in my pocket, now kisaki go turn off the lights"
"we all ready right? okay so three, two, one!" the lights that was centered at the shrine went completely off making you shriek in surprise. you accidentally hugged the arms of the person beside you but let his arm go instantly. "oh sorry"
"no worried y/n chan, you can hold on them if you're scared" he teased and you landed a slap on his arm. suddenly there was spotlight and it was directed at you, the sudden light made your eyes blind so you squinted a few times to adjust your vision. then,
"happy birthday to you.."
"happy birthday to you"
"happy birthday dear y/n"
"happy birthday to you!" you heard the members sang while approaching you with a white cake which was written 'happy birthday y/n!'. mitsuya was holding the cake as well as the founders who stood behind him who wore birthday hats too. when the singing ended mitsuya was standing in front of you and smiling so sweetly.
"make a wish y/n chan" your captain said. you did a little wish and blew out the candles which resulted in a ear deafening celebration from the members.
"yay cake!"
"that's for her mikey"
"but i wanna eat it.."
"you just had cupcake this morning" you stood there and watched every member blossomed a smile and congratulated you. you didn't even remember it was your birthday, your family has been neglecting your mere presence for a long time so you've grew up not remembering such an event like your birthday. hakkai was the one who noticed your birthday was near and suggested to mitsuya for them to have a small celebration.
never have you thought that they actually cared so much about you, going to the lengths of calling huge meetings so everyone could be there. you lowered your head to hide your sobs but mitsuya catched them. "it's okay y/n, we're here for you. so just leave it to us yes?" he assured you sweetly while lending you a piece of cake on a paper plate.
the toman members had a nice day that dawn, the celebration ended up late at night but you were so happy. more than happy. and you couldn't be more grateful.
༊*·˚ BLESSINGS FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY ! featuring kazutora hanemiya.
∴ SYNOPSIS : where kazutora can’t help but become teary eyed at the normality of spending his birthday with you
∴ CONTENT : fluff, kazutora cries a little, gn reader, (no referring pronouns, “partner” used once.)
∴ NOTE : technically i am a day late. but thats FINE! everyone look AWAY!! also vocaloid title bc he deserves the song.
“hey.”
kazutora turned to find you peeking into your shared bedroom, while his skin was still damp from the shower he’d just stepped out of. he continued to mindlessly brush through his hair, gently waving his other hand to motion you to come in. you shook your head, playing with the doorknob at the end of your fingertips. kazutora tilted his head.
“what’s up?”
“can you come out here for a sec?”
Hi hi :DD
So I just found ur account and I rlly rlly like ur works!! I have this brainrot recently abt a TR prompt. I keep seeing people write abt the boys coming into s/o's house through the window in the wee hours and stuff, but what if it was reverse¿ idk I've never rlly seen a fic like that.
So can I request a fic where the baji trio (or Chifuyu only if it's too much) react to their s/o (gn but preferably female) sneaking in through their window at random times? (NO NOT IN THE CREEPY WAY)
Like for example Chifuyu finished whatever he was doing and goes back to his room and suddenly BAM s/o appeared out of nowhere, playing with Peke J. And it gets to often to the point that they even look foreward to it.
Maybe a bit crackish and fluffy? Bonus points if reader is a bit aloof and just makes themselves at home, not seeing a problem with what they're doing haha
Thank u and sorry if it was too specific, it's my first time requesting and I hope u will also enjoy writing this! 🙇♀️
I’m so glad you like my stuff^^ I get so worried when all I get are reblogs and no true feedback lol, thanks for that! Ofc, I don’t mind doing the trio!
Chifuyu:
He stumbles out into the kitchen, setting his manga down to momentarily stray away to grab a glass of water before scooping it back up to head back to his room. A sound makes him look up from his book, quirking his brow before thinking nothing of it and continuing up the stairs.
He walks into his room, shivering by a sudden gust of wind as he looks up with furrowed brows, his expression changing when he sees you sitting on the carpet sifting through his magazines with Peke J in your lap purring.
“Uh.. hey?” he greets, sliding the awkward magazines away as you looked up with a smile.
“figured you needed company.” you say as you slide up to sit on top of his bed, forcing Peke J to move up with you as you looked up at the ceiling.
“You couldn’t just use the front door? Like normal people do?”
“No.”
Baji:
He huffs as he looses the match in his game, throwing his controller onto his bed as he leans back in his chair, groaning as he brushes through his hair.
“Lost again?” you interupt his pity party, hanging half inside the window as you wiggled in the rest of yourself as you plopped on his bed.
“Only because some dumbass shorted us on supplies. Why ya’ here babe?” he averts the conversation, momentarily looking at your peeking bra before peppering your face with little pecks as you giggled.
“No reason, I was bored and was walking the streets and came across some hot guy’s house. I figured it would be nice to see what he was about, but his open window was calling me inside.” he rolled his eyes at the remark, only taking into account the ‘hot guy’ part as a small grin formed on his face.
“You think I’m hot?”
Kazutora:
You slipped inside his room, glancing at the clock that read ‘10:19pm’ on it with a frown. He was still up, but he had been in bed recently since the sheets were already undone and wrinkled.
You slipped under the covers as you reached up to pull the window closed, huffing when you had to sit up to do it. Kazutora came back into the room, setting his drink down as he eyed you.
“What’cha up to?” he asks, scaring the life out of you as you turned to facr his shadowed figure in the dark.
“It was cold in my room. And… I had a nightmare.” you said quietly as you shivered, his room not proving to be any better than your own.
“So you came all the way up the street to meet me for warmth and comfort? Dedicated.” he comments as he takes a sip of his drink and crawls next to you, stretching out with a small yet satisfied sigh.
Kazutora x Reader Warning: Female reader
Scenario: Another chapstick idea. ^^U Genre: Fluff Word Count: 360
————— You were waiting for Kazutora by the school entrance, your friend having run back to his locker to retrieve his forgotten keys. You reach into your pocket, pulling out your favorite chapstick. The cooler weather tended to dry your lips more than any other season, so you made sure to always have lip balm available.
“You really like that chapstick, huh?” A tall boy and his group of friends were passing you by. You recognized him and the others to be from the same year as you.
“Oh, yeah, it’s my favorite. It’s a great lip moisturizer.” You showed him the brand in case he was curious to get one himself. Though it seems he was interested in something else.
“You must have the softest lips then.” Your classmate grins as he takes a small step towards you. Your response was cut short by your black and yellow haired crush. Kazutora returned just in time for him to hear yours and his classmate’s advances. You feel his arm rest over your shoulders, tilting his head as he blinks curiously.
“Hmm? Let’s test it out.” Kazutora lays his lips over yours, inducing heart flutters with every beat. He smiles into the kiss, making sure to pay attention to any signs of you being uncomfortable. He presses just a bit deeper when he doesn’t feel you push him off, but pulls away after a few seconds. He keeps an arm around you, facing the group of boys. "She sure indeed does have soft lips.” “I told you they were going out!” One of them smacks the arm of the one who attempted to charm you. “I didn’t know!” “Any more questions?” You hear Kazutora ask and all the boys excuse themselves, leaving the school grounds quickly. You both stood there for a few seconds, Kazutora watching the boys run while you stare at him. Once he turns to you, you ask him the question that was currently plaguing your mind. “D-did you mean that kiss or was it just to make them go away?” Kazutora smiles slightly, leaning towards you to steal another kiss. “I don’t kiss anyone unless I mean it.”
help me sleep?
characters~ toman founders
genre~ fluff, comfort
tw~ usage of cuss words and established relationship in mitsuya's and kazutora's part. draken's a bit ambiguous because it is up for your interpretation. sorry for any typos, i'll edit them soon.
a/n~ i'm depressed so i can't write but here's something till i get back to writing. i'll prolly vanish again
"y/n, have you seen my navy blue hoodie?" kazutora yells while entering the living room, only to slap his hand over his mouth to shut himself up when he sees you sleeping on the couch, wearing that exact hoodie he was looking for. a soft smile appears on his lips and he swears his heart will burst any second now. you look so adorable laying there, your body being swallowed by his large hoodie, hood over your head, cuddling a pillow tightly to your chest. he's just standing there admiring you. how cute you look, how angelic. he is so happy that you're his.
he decides that he should move you to the bed so you can sleep more comfortably. he doesn't want your back to hurt. he walks over to the couch, carefully and slowly picks you up bridal style and walks into your shared bedroom. "tora?" you mumble tiredly. "just movin' you to bed, baby. go back to sleep." he kisses your forehead and enters the bedroom. he carefully lays you down, draping the blanket over you, making sure you're fully covered. "wait, let me take the hoodie off, you wanted to wear it." you quietly tell him and before you can fully sit up he gently presses your body down again. " 's fine. keep it on, angel." he presses a kiss on your cheek. "go back to sleep. i'll go to the store. i'll be back in 20 and then nap with you, okay?" he explains while stroking your cheek with his thumb. your eyes were closed the entire time he was talking and he chuckles to himself, not sure if you even heard him. with another kiss to your forehead he gets up and leaves to go to the store, making sure to be fast so he can cuddle up beside you and hold you in his arms.
a/n: something really simple and short. couldn't help myself, i love kazutora he deserves more love!!! <333
<3 @ playgrl0
request: can you please do “tokyo revengers boys making their partner flinch / cry / scare her during an argument and then they would feel really bad and get all soft?
ft. mikey, kazutora, hanma, ran, rindou, sanzu
tw. fem!reader, cursing, slight angst, hurt to comfort
an. scary soft boys for the win <3
Hey guys, I know I haven’t been active like at all, only reblogging stuff, and tbh idk if I’m gonna come back. Things have been really hard recently with my life so I haven’t had the motivation to post at all. But if I do feel like writing again or smth I’ll let y’all know. I’m still gonna leave my requests open in case I do come back cuz then I’d have some stuff to write. Until then, see ya
[ 𝟕:𝟑𝟐 𝐏𝐌 ] — 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐀
“are you done being mad at me?” wakasa raises a brow, and you’re almost inclined to throw the knife in your hand at his head—but, given that he’ll simply dodge it, and you’ll just have a ruined wall, you decide to fight the urge. he sighs when you don’t answer, pulling a chair from your dining table and seating himself as he watches you make dinner.
still enough for two, he notes, and a small spark lights up from his fingertips all the way to his heart.
“i told you it was an accident, don’t be so mad all the time,” he groans, and the glare you shoot him makes him roll his eyes.
and it’s not like he meant to forget your date, he usually always remembers. it’s one time, and wakasa can’t understand why it’s such a big deal.
“are you gonna just cry over one missed date for two days now?” he asks, irritation lacing his voice. “we could’ve gone on like three dates by now if you just stopped sulking,” he mutters, picking at his nails, and a part of you wants to scream at him, wants to throw all the dishes in the sink at him as he tries to dodge them all, but another part—a part you’re trying so hard not to show—simply wants to cry.
and you know how he is, you knew before you ever got involved with him, you know he’s not the most expressive guy—but somehow, despite it all, you just wish he’d at least look like he’s trying.
“hey,” he says seriously, eyes finally hardening with a firmness you know all too well. you don’t think you can handle this conversation right now. “enough is eno—”
“please leave,” you whisper. wakasa pauses, staring at you incredulously as you don’t even spare him a glance. he thinks it’s because you’re mad—you know it’s because if you do, the dam will break.
it’s so silly, so incredibly sensitive of you. you’ve been dating for months, the honeymoon stage is long over, but still. you couldn’t stop yourself from trying to make your eight month milestone with wakasa special—and you thought there could be the slightest chance he’d feel the same.
but he forgot. and you feel dumb. you feel like an overly sentimental fool, and even if you try and tell yourself you’re simply overreacting, you can’t help but let the hurt blossom.
and you’re sure your boyfriend will look at you like you’re a fool too—and you certainly feel like one—so the best thing to do is avoid him until the feelings fizzle out.
but wakasa seems adamant on that not happening.
“what?” he inquires, and your eyes betray you, casting themselves as traitors as they let hot tears stream down your face. you angle your body away so he can’t see, hoping he doesn’t notice, but almost instantly, there’s a presence hovering behind you. “what’s wrong? shit—okay look, i didn’t mean to forget, alright? that was on me, it just slipped my mind—kay look. don’t cry or nothing, alright?”
“just go away,” you sniffle, twisting to avoid the arms that move to wrap around your waist, and for a second, you think you’ve probably ruined everything.
he’s probably tired of your overreacting, and the thought makes you wrap your arms tightly around yourself, biting your lip as you fight the wobble.
“baby, just talk to me,” he mumbles, arms wrapping around you once more. this time, they’re a bit more determined, and they don’t let you escape. a soft kiss plants itself to the back of your neck, and you feel yourself get pulled into an sturdy chest. “what’s got you upset? the date? were you excited for that restaurant? i’ll take you right now, but don’t cry—”
“it’s not the stupid restaurant,” you sniffle, giving up and leaning your weight into him. it’s silent for a moment, and then you’re being turned, warm hands cupping your cheeks and tilting your head up to meet wakasa’s gaze. his heart breaks a little at the glassiness of your eyes.
“then what’s got you all worked up, hmm?” he asks softly, and his thumb soothes over your cheek. the words almost tumble out of your mouth, but you stop yourself—and he can sense it. “tell me,” he says simply. “i want to fix it.”
and before you can hesitate, you’re blurting out, “it was our eighth month.” you look down, not meeting his eyes. “wanted it to be special. but that’s dumb, it’s okay, i was just bei—”
“ah fuck,” he curses. “knew i was forgetting something importa—okay, okay. new plan,” he murmurs, pressing a sweet kiss to your forehead, and you blink, brows furrowing that he’s not rolling his eyes, and he’s not telling you to get over it, and he’s not annoyed. “you finish up dinner, i’ll get you the fanciest reservation for tomorrow, kay? no more tears though,” he brushes away the last few on your cheek, hugging your waist as you process his words.
“what?”
“you heard me,” he whispers, voice husky as he trails kisses down your jaw, burying his face into your neck. “‘m sorry, baby. didn’t mean to forget.”
and it hits you that maybe you got it all wrong, that maybe you weren’t fair on wakasa. of course he cares, and a silly little eight month milestone isn’t silly to him if it’s important to you. you wrap your arms around his neck, shuffling closer.
“got all dressed up and cute that night,” you pout. “you didn’t even get to see.” he nods, rubbing small circles into your back.
“this is horrible news,” he mumbles. “i really missed out.”
“you did,” you nod, and he presses another kiss to your neck.
“s’okay, you’ll get all dolled up for me tomorrow, won’t you?” and finally, a small smile forms on your lips as you nod, relaxing fully into his embrace as he stays rubbing your back, the hurt and doubt and anger from before all melting away.
yeah, maybe you got it all wrong.
“you don’t deserve it,” you mutter.
“yeah, i don’t,” he agrees. pulling away, he looks at you with a small smirk, leaning in as his forehead meets yours. “but you’ll still do it for me anyway, right?”
and when you nod, his lips crash into yours, and you think maybe he is expressive—in his own annoying little way.
