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akaashislover1 · 23 days

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Part 2 (Cop NanamiXwife reader

If you haven’t read part one here it is💕:

‼️MENTIONS OF GUN VIOLENCE, MURDER, MAYBE SOME FOUL LANGUAGE‼️

Tears streamed down your husband’s face as you held him close. His head was buried deep into the crook of your neck. Quiet sobs and tears toppled over your skin. You stared ahead with a blank expression. You felt like crying yet nothing came out.

It has been a month since the incident. A month since you’ve lost your baby girl. A month since your family crumbled.

“Come on, y/n. Y-you gotta eat something. I know today is going to be difficult but remember we’re in this together. I love you.” Nanami whispered on the top of your head, ending it with a little smooch. He had placed a bowl of chicken noodle soup in front of you. Your brain instantly went to your daughter as you stared at the bowl. She always loved to crush crackers with her bare hands and sprinkle them into the soup. Every time she did that, she yelled that it was snowing.

Your eyes looked over to where she would normally sit. She loved sitting at the end of the table. It made her felt like she was royalty or something. She was always daddy’s little princess.

Nanami sat down in the chair across from you. He looked exhausted. His face also wore a blank expression. You could tell just by his eyes that he was ready to fall asleep. Ever since the incident he’s been working more and more. Working harder to find the scumbags that took your joy away. So far he’s had no luck. Mostly everyone that was there answered any questions they could. ‘Did you see anybody before the shootings that looked suspicious?’ Or ‘Did you happen to know or recognize any of the shooters?’

Nanami even got his partner to ask you to identify some recent criminals they caught in other shootings. He knew the toll that that took on you but he felt like it had to be done being as you were the only one that he knew of that saw them. Still, it didn’t make him feel any better when you teared up, shaking your head, none of the guys in the line up room matched what you remembered. It made Nanami sick to his stomach every time he would have to ask you questions about it. It would either end in an argument or both of you embracing each other covered in tears.

What Nanami hated the most though was almost every night you would wake up screaming. Nightmares and paralysis would haunt you. Images of your daughter’s dead body surged through your head every night. You would sometimes feel the tingles and chills as you remembered the feeling of blood on your skin or on your clothes. Nanami has long threw out the clothes all four of you wore that day. You wanted to keep your daughter’s shirt at least but the stained blood said otherwise.

Nanami cleared his throat and gripped your hand that was resting on the table.

“We have to be there in about two hours. Before the guests arrive too. Your mom called me and said her and your dad were going to stay for a couple days after.” Your eyes started to water and the hand that your husband didn’t have made its way to your mouth, trying to stop the whimpers. Before you could say anything, your baby boy started crying. He was lying in the portable crib you had in the living room. You had given him a bottle when Nanami woke you up. If you were being honest, Nanami and your son were the only things keeping you going right now.

You had the door to the bathroom open as you stepped into the shower. The lukewarm water began to drench your body. Your hair slowly fell into place when you looked down at your feet.

“You doing okay, my love?” Nanami’s voice startled you slightly.

“Y-Yeah I’m fine.” Before you could say or do anything else, you felt your husband’s cool hands on your waist. His lips pecked the top of your wet hair. When you turn around Nanami hovered over you. One of his hands stroked your hair out of your face. The water now covered both of you.

“I don’t understand how you take such cold showers.” He chuckled lightly. You gave a nervous smile. The thought of him thinking warm was cold amused you. Nanami reached behind you to turn the water temperature up. Nanami then reached for the shampoo, the scorching water temperature startled you. He squirted some on top of your head, the cool substance contrasted the hot water. His large hands began to message your head. The soap started to bubble as he lathered it all over your head. A light groan escaped your lips as your eyes closed. Nanami’s fingers scrubbed your scalp a little harder.

“I love you so so much y/n. I know with everything it’s been really hard but I am worried about you. You’re barely eating, you’re not getting enough sleep. You know, you could just stay home and I can handle the-”

“No. I-I want to go. I have to. I just. I just miss her so much.” Your eyes teared up. Your husband stroked his fingers through your soapy hair. Your arms instantly wrapped around him. It soothed you, the way he started to stroke the soap out of your hair. Right now was probably the first time in a while that you felt normal. You could hear Nanami’s heart beat against his bare chest. As much as you didn’t want this feeling to end, the both of you knew you had to get ready to leave.

Nanami got your son ready. He wore a little black tux that Nanami had bought for him before he was born so they could match. Your husband always joked about how thankful he is that your baby still fits it. Speaking of matching, Nanami wore a similar black suit but with a black dress shirt underneath. He finished it off with black dress pants and a pair of shiny black dress shoes.

You on the other hand had managed to fix your wet hair into a tight fishtail braid. You had on a multicoloured beaded necklace that your daughter had made for you when she was in kindergarten a few years back. It contrasted the black, skin tight A-line dress that you wore.

“Are you ready to go?” You asked Nanami, who had your son’s diaper bag strapped over his shoulder. He nodded and grabbed the keys to your shared vehicle.

Given the circumstances, it did brighten your mood a little bit that it was such a nice day outside. You and Nanami both would prefer it being sunny and warm as opposed to a cold and rainy day. Your son’s babbling and giggling also made you smile. You looked at the backseat to see the strap on mirror on the backseats headrest. In the mirror, your son was smiling and gripping his clothed feet. A chuckle escaped you as you pondered at how he always managed to get his little shoes off. Suddenly you felt a hand grip your thigh.

“It’s nice to see you smiling again, my love.” Nanami smiled, slipping glances between you and the rear view mirror all the while driving. He gave you a light squeeze as you noticed you were getting closer to the church. Your heart skipped a couple beats. The colour drained from your face as you saw all the different cars starting to arrive at the same time as you.

When you parked in the church’s lot, a group of people dressed in albs and robes, who you guessed worked there came and guided you into the church. The priest and a couple of funeral directors met with you in the back office. Nanami was the one mainly answering questions. You felt as if you were going to start bawling every time you opened your mouth. And if you thought that was tough, when you made it to the main part of the church you saw your mother and father greeting and talking to other relatives. When your mother saw you, you ran up to her and started crying. She embraced you with the tightest hug and you never wanted her to let go. You and Nanami have seen your parents multiple times since then but it didn’t feel real until now.

Nanami hugged your father and they said a few words. You watched still in your mother’s grasp. Your father’s eyes were red and puffy as he spoke. Your husband kept his composure, listening to every word he was saying. Come to think of it, this was a rare occasion, seeing the two most important men in your life on the verge of crumbling. You hated it.

“We’re going to get started soon, if that’s alright? It seems as though everyone is here” the main priest mentioned quietly. He had a look of empathy towards the four of you. You cleared your throat as you looked around. The church wasn’t packed but it wasn’t exactly empty either. A white haired man who you recognized to be Satoru Gojo, your husbands partner, conversed with other coworkers and guests. You remember he was the one who had asked you questions at the station about your daughter. He has known your husband before you two even got married, before you met even. Looking around more, you noticed even more friends and family seated across the church. Most were talking and hugging. Some were quietly conversing. Every second or so a few of that sum would be watching you and/or talking about you. They would have looks of sympathy plastered over their faces. Again, you hated it.

“Hey y/n, how’ve you been?” Gojo appeared out of nowhere. He wore his signature black round shades but it was the fully black suit he was wearing that threw you off. It was the complete opposite of his usual white dress button ups that he wears for work. He wrapped his arms around you. Nanami had warned you so many times of his no sense of personal space but today you found it a little less annoying. More comforting. You squeezed him tighter. Before you could say anything Nanami came and rubbed your back.

“I think everything is ready to go. Satoru, are you going to come sit with us? I think it would be best, especially if you plan on helping.” You moved to Nanami’s side. Gojo agreed only if it was okay with you which you had no problem with.

Nanami escorted you to the front of the church, where your parents were sitting. He gave you a quick kiss and then nodded for your father to join him and Gojo. Your father, Nanami, and Gojo and some other coworkers of your husband all walked towards the doors of the church. Some of them wore their police uniforms while the rest wore all black suits. It made you begin to cry as you saw them lift the small casket. You turned back towards the front of the church. Your mother who sat beside you wrapped her arm around you. Her head landed on your shoulder as the music started.

The tears really didn’t fall until the casket finally made its way to the front. All you could hear was sniffling when the music finally stopped and the casket got placed gently onto its stand.

After the indoor ceremony, you and all of your guests were asked to make your way outside to the cemetery for the burial. Nanami came and gave you a light squeeze and kiss on the cheek and gave your baby boy a little peck before heading back to help carry the casket.

As soon as you, your son and your mother got outside other guests that you haven’t greeted yet surrounded you. They were talking and mumbling at you all at once. Not one thing stuck out to you as you continued walking towards the cemetery. The only thing you noticed was that it was really sunny. The sun played peek a boo, hiding behind the bright fluffy white clouds. Your daughter loved it when it was sunny out. You smiled to yourself as you remembered every single time she would beg to be outside. She wouldn’t stop until she got her way of course. She never stopped. She always reminded you of Nanami in that way. They were both stubborn as hell when they really wanted to be.

Once your mother yelled politely told the people to back off, she yanked your son’s carrier out of your hands. You were too caught up in your thoughts to notice that she began to yank you as well. It took a couple minutes but once everyone made it outside the burial started. You noticed some people had left. You couldn’t care less who was here and who wasn’t at the moment. All that mattered was you and your family.

You saw that her grave was already dug and there was already the metal framework, waiting to be used. Soon enough her casket came. You got to take in the fine details of the woodwork that decorated the top. Once it was placed, your husband walked up to you and wrapped his arms around you. Your eyes closed and your arms went to wrap around his broad back.

Tears streamed down your husband’s face as you held him close. His head was buried deep into the crook of your neck. One of your hands rubbed the back of his neck. Quiet sobs and tears toppled over your skin. You stared ahead with a blank expression. You felt like crying yet nothing came out. He’s been holding it together this entire time. Other than the day it happened this was the only other time you’ve seen him cry about her. Now he was finally letting it all out.

You felt your lips quiver with every sob Nanami was letting out. One of your hands began to rub his back as you tried to squeeze him closer if it were possible. It drained you to hear the sobs and hiccups of your husband but you were more than relieved to see him finally letting it out.

“I’m here. You’re okay, my love. Just breathe.” You whispered into his ear. His arms tightened and he planted kisses on your neck and shoulder, reassuring his love and appreciation for you.

After the funeral, your parents took your baby boy back to your house so the two of you could stay with your daughter for a bit. Everyone had left, including the priest and ushers. Nanami laid his jacket on the ground so you could sit down. You laid your head on your husband’s shoulder as he sat with his legs crossed out and his long arms held up his body.

“It’s going to be so hard to get used to not seeing her around. It’s been so weird not being able to read her bedtime stories or play games with her. I know I have you and our son and I couldn’t be more grateful to have you both still. But I just can’t shake this guilty feeling.” Nanami finished as he took your hand in his. You scrunched your face, confused.

“Guilt? What are you talking about?” You asked worried. You squeezed his hand and looked him in the eyes. They were red and puffy but he still looked beautiful. Tears streamed down his face and when you focused more closely you could see that his lip would quiver every so often. It almost looked like he was reluctant to answer.

“I just. If I was quicker- if I had heard you yelling-”

“Hey, hey. Kento… Listen to me. You had no control over where those people were going to shoot. You can’t blame yourself for something you had no control over. As easy as it sounds I know it’s hard to accept it but we’re going to get better, okay? We’re going to be fine.” Your heart sank as those words flew out. That was probably the first time you have said that word and meant it. Even though you felt like crying, tears never came out. Nanami placed one of his hands over his eyes in attempt to shove his tears back into his eyes. You squeezed him into a hug.

Despite your husband’s feelings of guilt and sadness, for whatever reason after you said that your could feel a weight being lifted off your shoulders. Like you needed to hear yourself say those five words out loud.

We’re going to be fine.

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Omg I finally finished it. I am so sorry for the long wait. I have been working non stop even just rn as I write this I’m getting back from a 15hr shift. Gotta bring home the dough.

Anyways I hope you all enjoyed it, it is a little on the long side, but I think it’s good. 💕💕💕

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akaashislover1 · 2 months

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I need to be pushed up against the wall and kissed the hell out of by somebody.

Preferably the following:

Ushijima wakatoshi : Unless he was mad or jealous he wouldn’t be too rough.

Yuji Itadori: omg to me, he wouldn’t be able to take it seriously. Unless he was really excited, he’d probably pin you and then giggle into the kiss, cringing at himself. Idk. 🫣😏

Oml Satoru Gojo: he would have you wrap your legs around his waist so he was carrying you and then take you to the bedroom and slam you against the door, closing it. Y’all can tell me otherwise but he looooves gettin frisky.

Keiji Akaashi: I mean- how could you not wanna get pinned to the wall by this guy?.? I could see him being rough and gentle.

Kuroo Tetsuro: I could see him not being able to wait for you to get out of the shower and just barge in. His cold hands would grip your waist and soon enough your hot, wet body would be pushed up against the cold shower tiled wall.

Toji: mannn. He’d be pinning you up against everything. The wall, the kitchen island, the couch, the bed, maybe a large window. And lemme tell you sum. He wouldn’t let you move a single inch until he was satisfied completely.

Megumi Fushiguro: unlike his hot ass dad, I really don’t see him being rough. Gentle arms would lead you to the first wall closest to y’all. However I could see him being rough with his kisses which ain’t a bad thing.

Other than that I’d want my crush to be doing that kind of stuff but he has a freaking girlfriend 💀

Also Nanami cop X reader part 2 will be coming soon, if you haven’t read part one here’s the link:

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akaashislover1 · 2 months

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AU where Nanami is a cop ur his wife and that’s all I’ll say to avoid spoilers.

Warning:‼️ mentions of blood, guns, and violence. Maybe some swearing.

Flashbacks and flashbacks skim through your brain as you stare lifeless at the grey,moldy concrete wall. Your skin trickles with blood and sweat, drenching your clothes. It felt as though your heart was going to burst out of your chest but at the same time it wouldn’t even have the energy to do that. You couldn’t move.

“Y/N? They’re ready to see you now,” A police officer greeted you, giving you a solemn look as he lead you to what you guessed to be an interrogation room. He motioned for you to enter first. As you walked in, two detectives were sitting next to one another, you sat down, and gave the smallest smile you’ve ever given somebody. Well, giving the circumstances, who could blame you?

“Mommy, mommy! I want to go on there! Come on!” Your six year old daughter laughed with the biggest smile on her face, pulling you towards the playground. You couldn’t help but laugh along with her.

“Kento! We’re just going over here!” You yelled over to your husband, Nanami. He nodded slightly as a response as his phone hung for dear life between his shoulder and his ear. All the while holding your newborn son. As much as you wanted to smack the back of his head for taking a work call, you were glad he was at least able to take some time off work to take the four of you to the park. If it were up to you, your husband’s line of work wouldn’t be the first occupation you’d choose for him to take. You hated always wondering where he was or if he’d return home. The restless nights, scared out of your mind. What pained you the most however was how much your daughter was beginning to notice. You guessed the reality of his job was showing a little too much. Too much that she’d ask questions like: “is daddy coming home?” Or, “What if he never comes back?” Or even how she started to count and pick at the newfound scratches all over his face and hands, with a face of worry. He’d always change the topic or tell her not to worry. Nanami would tell you the same too but everyday it was getting harder and harder to believe it.

“Mommy, come on already! You are so slow!”

“Hey! I just had a baby you little munchkin! A baby you wanted me to have might I add!” You playfully yelled at your daughter, whose only response was to stick her tongue out at you. Once the two of you had reached the playground your daughter raced up the stairs and headed for the slide. She waited for you to stop at the bottom, still a little too scared to not have someone catch her.

“Ready? I’m gonna go really fast!” She yelled, accentuating ‘really’, making it sound like a longer word. You nodded and extended your arms as she pushed herself down. It wasn’t as fast as she’d promised but she still screamed with joy nonetheless. You both laughed as you caught your daughter in your arms.

“Again! Again! This time I want daddy to catch me!” You laughed as she squeezed her face into yours.

“What? Mommy’s not good enough for you or what?” You laughed out. After you said that, your daughter must have felt a little bad from the way she hugged and kissed your face all over.

“Okay, okay! I’ll call daddy over for you my love. You go run up and get ready at the top.” You say lovingly, placing her on the wood-chip covered ground. She nods happily and races up the jungle gym. Seeing your daughter smile made your heart squeeze. Her laugh made you want to cry tears of joy. She was your everything. Your whole family was your everything.

Once you got to the bench your husband and baby boy were sitting on, you found a very exhausted Nanami. You smiled at how peacefully he looked with his eyes closed. His huge biceps wrapped around your baby boy who was also fast asleep. Your smile grew wider if possible as you lifted your baby from Nanami. He jerked awake quickly. His eyes widened until he saw you trying not to laugh at his scared state.

“Sorry,” you chuckled. You sat down next to him and placed your head on his broad shoulder, sighing lightly. “Your daughter wants you to catch her going down the slide. You’re the best catcher in the ‘bizz’ apparently.” You finished, closing your eyes, smiling. Nanami let out a breathy laugh as he stood up. He rolled up the sleeves on his deep blue button up until they met his elbows. He then kneeled down and placed a peck on your baby’s head and then placed a loving kiss on your lips. You smiled into the kiss as he stood up and began to walk towards your daughter. He called over to her in a silly voice. You heard her laugh in response as she jumped up and down on the top of the jungle gym. You watched as she started to go down the slide. A wave of happiness washed over you. Nothing could take this feeling away right now.

The sound of kids laughing and screaming combined with the sounds of cars driving and honking filled your ears. The sun peeked and poked through bunches of leaves at the top of surrounding trees. It warmed your skin which got evened out by the slight breeze whistling through your hair.

Your eyes closed for a moment, giving them a rest. It heightened your other senses even more and it made your smile. When you opened your eyes something felt off. You stayed well aware as you noticed a black car, across the field in front of you, slowly drive by the park in the parking lot. Chills ran through your body as you watched it. It circled around the meridian, passing through parked cars.

You looked towards the playground to see your husband and daughter still playing. Nanami was on the ground, reaching between the poles of the bridge, trying to tag your daughter who was laughing hysterically. Your baby boy started to ease awake, moaning and groaning while slowly opening his eyes.

When you looked back up, you noticed the black car was gone. It was no where to be seen. But for some reason you didn’t feel relieved. Just as you were about to get up and gather your family up to leave, you spotted the car. It was driving past the playground.

The front and back passenger windows rolled all the way down.

Two guys dressed in all black emerged from the windows.

They had guns.

Your face paled in color. You heart dropped to your stomach. You began to sweat.

“Nanami! Grab-”

Two shots went off. Four. Eight. Twelve. You started to loose count of the shots. You couldn’t tell when shots ended or when they began. Suddenly your body moved on its own accord. You slammed yourself and your boy to the ground. The stroller acted as a kind of shield as you loomed your body over your baby’s. His cries shocked your ears from the noise. You couldn’t stop shaking and it was now that you realized you were crying.

As quickly as they started, the shots ended. It felt like an eternity before you actually looked up. Your ears were muffled but that didn’t stop the ringing. People were screaming. Sirens could be heard from all over. You fixed yourself to your knees, embracing your baby who was screaming bloody murder. A cold sweat coated your body as you looked around frantically for your husband and daughter.

Your heart skipped a beat when you saw the blue of Nanami’s shirt. His back was facing you.

“Kento…”

You stood up. If it weren’t for the bench that you gripped on for balance, you would’ve fallen back down. The relief you felt when you saw him was a feeling you’d never forget.

“Kento?”

However, it wasn’t long lasted. The closer you got to him, the more frantic you became. As hard as it was to see, you still managed to notice the splotches of blood along the grass. You were probably about five feet away when you noticed it. When it finally hit you.

“O-oh my god. Oh my god, oh my god!” You screamed. Your heart was skipping beats. Your breathing became heavy and laboured. Your body shook with weakness and fear as you reluctantly got closer. Tears began to waterfall down your face as your eyes stared at Nanami’s back. There was blood on his neck, his shoulders, his arms, his hands. His hands. They were embracing your six year old daughter.

A whimper escaped you.

Another.

Whimpers turned to cries.

Cries turned to full on screams.

It all hit you.

“MY BABY! OH MY GOD! HELP! S-SOMEONE PLEASE! M-MY BABY!” You screamed as you quickly dropped to the ground. With your boy still in your arms, your right arm gripped your daughter’s face. Her eyes stayed closed. She didn’t move.

“PLEASE, OH MY GOD!” You yelped. You could feel your throat getting raw from your screams. Suddenly you felt an arm grip you. You shook it off and went to embrace your daughter’s lifeless body tightly. Her blood seeped into your clothes and stained your skin. The same arm came to grip you again and you started to shake violently.

“NO DON’T TOUCH ME! MY BABY, OH MY BABY! HELP!”

“Y/n…”

“NO!”

“Y/n. W-we have to move. It’s- it’s going to be okay.” Nanami’s voice was muffled but you still heard what he said. You didn’t want to move. Your grip on your daughter got tighter, despite your husband and who you now noticed a paramedic trying to get you up. Your body suddenly started to feel weak, no longer able to hold both your limp daughter and your son. Your screaming stopped once you started choking on blood, and your own spit and sweat. That didn’t stop the cries though. Your eyes closed as Nanami balanced your weight on him. You didn’t notice when he had grabbed your son from you and stood you up. He rubbed your back gently. His face was resting on your shoulder. He was crying. His tears seeped through your sweater and shirt. Still crying as well, you stared at your daughter. You never realize the amount of blood a body has until it’s gushing out. Your lips quivered as you took in the sight. Her body was so small. Why does she have so much blood? Why isn’t she waking up? The paramedic was hovering above her, trying to help all he could. He stood up. You didn’t want to know what that meant. He gave you a solemn look. You didn’t want him to look at you like that. Why wasn’t he scurrying to get your daughter to a hospital? He shook his head at you.

Your legs gave out. Nanami followed suit, his arm wrapping around you. Everything went quiet. You couldn’t hear your son crying. You couldn’t hear Nanami sniffling and weeping. The sirens. The screams. Nothing.

Okay. I’m sorry if this was too much. I really wasn’t expecting it to take a dark turn. If u cry reading this I’m sorry(dw I cried making it). This is gonna be my only sad one for a while(I’m not a monster). 👹

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akaashislover1 · 2 months

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Is it just me or does anyone else think Yuji Itadori would spoil the hell out of you on Valentine’s Day?? This takes place when reader and Yuji are of age and you guys both work full time jobs. Whoop.

He would start off by preparing you breakfast in bed. A plate full of waffles topped with scrambled eggs and bacon with a pool of syrup on the side for you to dip what you wanted. There was a cup of coffee and a cup of apple juice for you too choose from. (He would take what you didn’t choose)

You would talk all morning about everything and anything. From updates about your favourite shows to how the both of you are feeling in general(you loved being vulnerable with him and him with you).

Yuji would be cracking jokes about everything. He made it his mission to remind you about the time Kugisaki spilt coffee on Gojo’s shirt and how He, Kugisaki, and Megumi tried to get the stain out but failed.

You loved the way he smiled at you. You would tease him every time you caught him staring for too long. Saying the classic: “take a picture, it’ll last longer!”

He would turn red and give you a light smack.

“What? It’s not my fault you’re the most gorgeous person on earth!” He would say chuckling.

Once you finish breakfast and got dressed for the day(obviously you’d wear the matching red and white outfit Yuji had bought for you for this special day), Yuji led you into the living room for you to find heart shaped balloons which varied in color. Pink, red and white.

There were also multiple boxes of your favourite chocolates sitting on the coffee table, waiting to be eaten by the both of you.

He also had the tv turned on, the screen displayed the menu of your favourite movie waiting to be played.

“We can rewatch this full series and then once that’s done I have more surprises!” He said happily.

“Yuji, you didn’t have to do all of this. I would’ve been fine just spending the day with you.” You felt bad. The only thing you were able to get him was a card from the dollar store and a gift card for his favourite fast food place tucked inside. You didn’t have a lot of time this year and you’ve been stressed out.

“No it’s fine. We spend everyday with each other anyway. Today is special! Plus I wanna do this.”

After your guys movie binge, Yuji had told you to get ready. He wouldn’t tell you where you were going but that you had to dress nice. So you did.

Yuji fought so hard with himself to not rip the spaghetti strapped black dress that ended just above your knees and had a completely opened back(which he didn’t like the thought of you wearing it out, he didn’t argue).

You checked yourself out in the mirror, flattening down every rumpled bumps out of your dress. Your fingers raked themselves through your neatly straightened hair.

“You look perfect,” Yuji’s voice startled you. You found his eyes in the mirror. He was wearing a subtle pink dress shirt with a black tie and black dress pants.

“Although, I do have something that will go perfect with your dress.” He finished as he walked towards you. It was then when you realized he was carrying a little paper shopping bag.

Your heart skipped a beat when he pulled out a long black velvet box. Yuji opened it.

You eyed, through the mirror, the beautiful diamond necklace that sat perfectly in the box accompanied by a set of diamond stud earrings.

You felt your eyes water as you turned around. Yuji had the biggest smile on his face. His light brown orbs began to water a little and you noticed that he was having trouble speaking.

“Yuji, you didn’t have to get this I-“

“No, don’t even start. I had to. I know this isn’t a ring, but these are placeholders for the real deal.”

“Real deal? What are you talking about?”

“Gosh, I thought I was the dense one. I wanna marry you y/n. I’d marry you right here on the spot. But I just think with everything going on, I think it’s best we wait a bit, you know?”

You chuckled lightly as Yuji started to put the necklace on.

“You ran out of money didn’t you?”

“Oh yeah, big time. I honestly thought you were gonna get full on chocolates so we wouldn’t have to go to dinner but seeing you in this dress is worth it.” Yuji snorted as you felt his fingers clasp the necklace around your neck. Once you had the earrings on, you gave Yuji the tightest hug. His arms flew around your waist and he rested his head on top of yours, smelling your shampoo.

“Happy Valentine’s Day. I love you.” He whispered into your hair.

“I love you too, thank you for today.”

You smiled into his chest, your heartbeats syncing together.

“Now let’s go, I’ll pay for dinner.”

“Can’t argue with that! I was waiting for you to say that!” Yuji chanted as he kissed the top of you head. You rolled your eyes playfully as he made his way to the door, you following shortly after.

“You’re lucky I love you too much!”

Sorry this is late, i had to work all day today and the day before i just got back from a trip to even start. Hope you enjoyed!💕

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akaashislover1 · 5 months

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Akaashi seems like the type of guy that would be so risqué and spicy but he covers it up so well. Seems like that to me anyway.

Like he’d have no problem shoving you into the next bathroom or change room to get frisky with you. He would push you against the wall, staring into your eyes with lust pooling and mixing with blue green irises. His lips would crash into yours as his hands wandered your body. One hand stuck to your neck, pushing your faces even closer if possible while the other ran down to your ass. Your hands ruffled through his hair, ran up and down his clothed chest, or stayed put on both sides of his face where you could feel his jaw clenching and constricting as you made out.

His lips would leave yours and he would go straight to your neck. The sucking and biting sensations sent shivers down your body and to your cookie. Gasps and ghosted sighs escaped yours and Keiji’s mouth. By the end of your make out session you had bruised and swollen lips, and trails of hickeys and bite marks all over your neck and chest(idk when your shirt came off during that idk just imagine).

Keiji would undo his belt quickly, letting his pants flow down to the floor. One of his hands went to your thigh, slipped under your plaid overall skirt and then trialed up your leg slowly. Your heart dropped to your stomach as he ran a couple fingers up and down your slit. Your hands gripped his shoulders, creating red scratch marks by his neck and down his arms. Keiji let his fingers act on their own accord. They slipped your underwear to the side and he slowly pushed two fingers into your hole.

“Oh my god, they just slipped right in, you’re so wet. Fuck.” He whispered while he threw open mouthed kisses under your jaw.

You could feel every swish, poke and brush he’d make as he started whispering sweet nothings into your ear. The way he curled his fingers repeatedly made you go insane. Akaashi got nothing but pure joy and bliss by watching your face and body react to the pleasures you were receiving. Before you were about to finish he pulled his fingers out and stuck them into his mouth.

“Stop being a little tease and fuck me already.” You whispered, out of breath and a bit raspy. Akaashi smirked as he began to pull the waistband of his underwear down. Your lustful eyes watched as he pulled out his hard cock. He was more than ready to pounce you. To ruin your insides. To be inside of you. The thrill of you guys being in public did wonders to your brain. The constant fear that someone could come in or even hear you two going at it gave you tingles and chills.

Akaashi took your right hand in his and he brought it down to his dick. To say it was hard was a complete understatement. You squeezed and groped. Akaashi moaned into your ear, his hot breath turning you on even more if it were possible. Suddenly Akaashi had his lips trapped with yours in a kiss(well, a messy make out but whatever)

“Barely started and you’re already trembling.” He whispered between open mouthed kisses. You nodded out of breath. Your right hand gave a few more pumps to his dick as you brought it close to your vagina. The second you guys made contact you flinched and Akaashi inhaled a shakey breath. The way you moaned did wonders to Akaashis ego. He could have you a whimpering mess in seconds. You should feel shame for it and by all means you don’t(I mean why would you😏).

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