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i’d die a thousand times for you ┊ hurt/comfort, suggestive, MDNI, gn! reader, established relationship, pet names (pretty, love), lovely banter, v brief somno mention if you squint, this blurb was provoked by ch261 (no spoilers though), not proofread we die like this, wc: 1.1k
you watched satoru carefully.
searing every feature on his precious face deep into your consciousness while he was soundly sleeping next to you — the way his nostrils flared with each breath he took and the way his eyelids slightly fluttered in slumber, cheek squished against the pillow leaving his mouth agape and drooling from the corner of it.
you thought you’d never get to see him like this ever again, not after what you witnessed with your own eyes in shinjuku.
—you shut your eyes close, tightly. shaking your head, desperately trying to dispel that sight from your memories like your life depended on it. it always reached you in your nightmares but you’d never let it catch you when awake. not when he was here.
when he came back to you, for the first time in your life, you considered it possible — that there might really be god, because his return was no miracle. it was god having mercy on you for he would never give one more than they could handle.
you trailed your fingers along his forehead — tenderly brushing back his hair that felt fluffier than ever between your fingers — before sliding them down his temple to his cheek and then to his cutely parted lips that planted a soft kiss on your fingertip.
“morning, pretty”, satoru spoke with a sleepy timbre, eyes remaining close.
“morning, handsome”, you greeted him back. “did i wake you up?”
“no, been awake for a while”, he smiled, “can’t miss my favorite part of the morning — having you be the creep and stare at me while you think i’m asleep. makes my chest swell with joy”, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at you, his smile growing bigger.
“can’t have you be the creep all the time, that’d be unfair”, you teased, shifting into a sitting position with your back against the headboard of the bed.
he rolled closer and laid his head on your lap, taking your hand into his and pecking it sweetly then putting it on his chest, right on top of his heart, while keeping his over yours. “so we’re basically switching roles?”
“that’s right”, you gave a nod. “we are”
“then there’s a lot more you need to do, i’m afraid”
“walk me through it then, please”
“alright”, he cleared his throat. “first”, he shifted your hand from his chest to the top of his head, “you need to pat me and slowly run your fingers through my hair”, his hand carefully guiding yours. “then you need to lean down a little bit and kiss the tip of my nose”
after you did as he instructed, it took him a hot minute to wipe the silly grin off his face but eventually he continued, “and now you have to caress my cheek and think very hard about how you might just die from happiness because i look ridiculously cute and you love me so very much. after you’re done thinking, you have to whisper it into my ear. you have to be very thorough with your confession, by the way — the required word count is minimum 1k”
“now you’re just making fun of me”, you softly flicked his forehead with your free hand, “no way you’re doing this to me every morning”
“i do even more than this but i don’t want to freak you out, so i’m just easing you into the basic stuff”
“more than this?”
“well of course”
“what is it?”
“can’t tell”
“come on”, you insisted.
“try to guess”, he lifted an eyebrow with a challenging look.
“okay. give me a hint and i will”
“something a freak would do”
“oh……”, a gasp left your lips at the realization, “don’t tell me you…”, gasping again you covered your mouth with your hand.
“oh, yeah”, he shook his head affirmatively.
no words were needed, a quick glance at his idiotic grin was enough to provide you with the answer. it was written all over his face — satoru would often jerk off to you while you were sleeping.
“by the way — if you’re up to fulfilling this part of the creep role, i am definitely watching. heheh”
you laughed, “that’d be off-script though — you’re supposed to be asleep while i do that or it beats the purpose”
“i can pretend to be sleeping, don’t you worry”, he adeptly assured you.
“it wouldn’t be very creep of me if you’re not in deep slumber, so — no”
his lips curved down into a pout. “fine”, he mumbled. “at least do the last part — tell me you love me”
leaning down slowly, your lips charged towards his for a short peck before you whispered into his mouth, “i love you, stinky”
“i love you too, pretty”, he reached for the back of your neck and pulled you in for another kiss. “now — say it again, but louder”
and you did. you said it again and again and again, in between every kiss, until your eyes welled up and it got harder to speak while holding back the tears.
you leaned back and covered your face with both of your hands. “i’m sorry”, you muffled.
“hey, love”, he sat up and pulled you into his arms. “shhh, come here”
he knew exactly what crossed your mind right now for the same thought occupied his as well — just as much as he was grateful to be here, to be as lucky to have this morning banter with you — so were you. in fact, he was more than lucky, perhaps even god’s favorite child, to make it back to you. thinking about the possibility of leaving you behind, alone in this bed, in this house, in this life — made his heart ache, because he was on thin ice back in shinjuku. the pain and loneliness he would’ve caused you would be a one-way ticket for him to hell — and he wasn’t having it. before you, he didn’t really care whether he’d go to hell or heaven. but now, heaven is a must. because you were an angel, and that was the only place he could meet you again if the worst were to ever happen.
“i am here”, he whispered. “i am here”, his repeated a few times until his voice started cracking and he just held you in silence.
“you better”, you pulled away from his embrace and straddled yourself on his lap. cupping his cheeks in your hands, you nuzzled your nose against his and breathed in his scent. “if you die again, i swear i will kill you”
“but if you’ll hold me like this every day, i don’t mind dying a thousand times”
“don’t ever joke about this, you idiot”
“but i am not joking. i mean it — i’d pay any price as long as i get to be with you like this”
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there is just something so luxurious about your acc i'm so mesmerized
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i'm re-reading hq and holy shit, i wanna sit on ushijima's face sososo baddd
GIRL ME TOOOOO
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im gonna disappear again this is all i have to say
when he was asking me what i wanted him to do to me and every single time he told me to say it louder and beg for it
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then he said i’m a good girl for doing it LORD HAVE MERCY
when he was asking me what i wanted him to do to me and every single time he told me to say it louder and beg for it
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when he was asking me what i wanted him to do to me and every single time he told me to say it louder and beg for it
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There’s just something about old men that want to prove to you that they’ve still got it? That they can still have your toes curling and your eyes rolling like they could in their youth.
That they can pleasure you better than these younger men that swing their dicks around and think they’re all that because they still have their youthful looks on their side.
Being more appreciative because you could have anyone you want, and yet you’re here wasting your time with them?
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pov onigiri miya sponsors a beach volleyball tournament
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saying “i need you” when they’re inside me so they pull me tighter and they answer “i know baby, i’m right here, you got me”
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