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kokofishy · 1 year
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There was this one Loid X reader X Daisuke fanfic that I was reading once, It was a crossover between the two shows and I really liked the storyline and plot, however- When I tried to search it/find it again, I could not. huhuhu so if anyone of you guys know what I'm talking abt then pls help me find it:'>
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ceciffeinated · 2 years
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ruinous. | ꒰ daisuke kambe ╲ short story ꒱
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⪩ ☁︎.pairing: daisuke × cherloque (oc). ⪩ ☁︎.scenario: at a function in scotland. ⪩ ☁︎.warning: innuendos; half-sfw, half-nsfw; a little bit of teasing.
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⠀⠀he can't seem to take his mind off of her.
⠀⠀he knew that she was under the british demand to commit espionage, but he never anticipated she would go this far.
⠀⠀haru whistled lowly where only he and his companion could only hear. he whispered to no one in particular but to daisuke, saying, ❛ our miss holmes looks pretty tonight. ❜
⠀⠀oh, lord ... to daisuke, she looked more than just 'pretty'.
⠀⠀cher wore the england colors in her costume - pure, white, long, sleeveless gown with a wide slit that reached halfway up her hips; dazzling ruby earrings; bold and bright sapphire necklace. her hair was styled in chignon and adorned with some snow calla lilies in the crevices.
⠀⠀'god, if you're trying to commit murder, do it where no one could witness my humiliating tragedy,' daisuke thought, trying his all hardest and best to look listless, uninterested, and indifferent. his piercing eyes of storm were everywhere but not on cher. never on cher for the second time from the moment she entered.
⠀⠀after all, one glance was enough to know that she had arrived.
⠀⠀right?
⠀⠀haru snickered, but since they were among wealthy, well-mannered, and classy delegates, he did it so discreetly with a 'polite' cough behind his hand. he knew how much daisuke was trying to keep his thoughts in check, seeing that there was something bigger to worry about other than the stylish, amorous fashion cher was wearing.
⠀⠀but you can let someone fry the bigger fish, correct?
⠀⠀❛ you came early. ❜
⠀⠀the prominent english drawl made daisuke's skin crept with goosebumps. they hadn't seen each for only two weeks (cher went to the country with her father, sherlock; daisuke went back to japan to finish what's left in the bowl of cases the police department failed to clean).
⠀⠀haru eagerly approached the englishwoman, his hand raised to shake her hand. (he taught himself on how to be polite in the western fashion). he had a smile on his face and said, ❛ nice to see you again, miss holmes.❜ he shook her hand warmly and friendly. ❛ and i'm sure daisuke does, too. ❜
⠀⠀daisuke didn't fully turn to her, but he did gave her a side glance.
⠀⠀wrong. move.
⠀⠀since cher was shorter than him (almost more than a foot, to be precise), he had to look down to meet the level of her eyes. no one warned him he would get to meet the sight of her cleavage, too.
⠀⠀fate was being too cruel tonight. too, too, too cruel; too, too, too wicked.
⠀⠀but call it ... nature. habit. normalcy.
⠀⠀cher brushed off daisuke's lingering half-glance with eloquent and grace by saying, ❛ oh, i'm sure he is. ❜ she cued her english charm, as if there was a limelight suddenly aimed at her, with a half-smile, half-lidded eyes.
⠀⠀ah, the english evelyn nesbit ... only she is a detective undercover, in the espionage scenery, not in the modeling industry of any sorts.
⠀⠀❛ hello, hello detective kambe, ❜ cher addressed. ❛ i hope we reconvene our partnership when the flower is unsealed. ❜
haru took notice of the code words and replied, ❛ yes, of course. i shall be of good assistance to capture the person under investigation. ❜ he was referring to the viscountess, of course. the treacherous of a viscountess named mortencia eponine of edinburgh.
⠀⠀daisuke, however ... his mind steered to the wrong direction and thought of something else other than unearthing the poisonous truth about the crumbling intra-system of the scottish monarchy and aristocracy. his mind, to be precise, steered to the direction of where he could privately be with the picturesque englishwoman - alone in a salacious scenario where he would be the one to unseal a certain calla's flower.
⠀⠀❛ thank you, as well, haru, ❜ cher said courteously. ❛ and, again ... call me 'cher'. we are friends, not acquaintances. ❜ haru laughed and complied, nodding his head.
⠀⠀daisuke snapped himself out of the terrifying trance. how long had he been in the train of his own filthy thoughts?
⠀⠀there was a finger that lifted his chin up. henceforth, he looked down again to see who did that.
⠀⠀he didn't see a holmes.
⠀⠀❛ eyes up there, ❜ cher poked his nose with her gloved finger. ❛ but mind down here. ❜
⠀⠀'cheeky,' daisuke thought.
⠀⠀before he knew it, she was gone, flouncing her way to the middle of the elite crowd.
⠀⠀he didn't see a holmes. no, he really didn't. a holmes would have acted otherwise.
⠀⠀stoic. stone. subtle. cold. careful. critical. these are the traits a holmes would have.
⠀⠀he saw an adler instead.
⠀⠀an expert charmer and flirt that could easily unwedge tight-knit person. a little, attractive, and fleeting robin who is light on her feet, quick with her twisted & tricky wits. mettlesome lips, gritty mind - she was branded to advance like a prowling feline.
⠀⠀and damn ... would that be the downfall of the impenetrable daisuke kambe.
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⪩ ☁︎.note: republished for archiving purposes; heavy wip; under semi-hiatus.
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midnightlee25 · 1 year
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Yandere Valentine’s Day L.O.V.E: Daisuke Kambe
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Love letters: how would they confess to their darling? 
In the most extravagant, romantic and public way possible. 
Optimistic: How would they react to their darling giving them something on Valentine’s Day? 
Besides repaying them 10-fold he would be happy getting something from his darling whether it be handmade or brought if it shows how much they care. 
Victor or Runner-up: how would they react if their darling accepted or rejected their confession? 
Accepting: 
Doesn't see any other outcome because who would refuse such a lavish lifestyle even if it does come with a few rules. 
Rejecting: 
That…. Is a very bad idea give that money can do a lot and since he has unlimited amounts…there is a lot that can happen/will happen. 
Event: how would they spend valentine's day with their darling? 
Does anything his darling wants along with a few surprises along the way. 
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vyloy · 2 years
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How about daisuke form balance unlimited with a househusband male reader like he had a fight with haru so he came back and let his frustrations out on male reader
I know old fashioned plot so feel free to not write it if your uncomfortable and tell me if you want more details and shi
100 Followers Event
Daisuke Kanbe,神戸大助 x Male Reader
Fujoshis and Minors DNI, you will be blocked
TW: angry sex
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"Welcome home, dear", you said, not facing your husband as he walked into the kitchen as you were cooking on the stove, you didnt hear a word from your husband, you decide to turn off the stove to see what's wrong but as you turn around, Daisuke pinned you on the kitchen counter, "Dear? What's the matter?", you asked confusingly, with a rough voice he answered "Kato...", you got the hint that he had a rough fight with Haru, it wasn't uncommon for them to get into fights because of their different views and lives, but you weren't prepared for an angry Daisuke coming home today.
You touched his hand as he nuzzled into your neck, "Hun do you want to eat dinner to cool off?", you asked him as you were almost done with the food, he looked at you and proceeded to pick you up like a sack of potatoes and went upstairs to the bedroom, the bedroom both of you shared.
He threw you on the bed, pinned you down with one hand while pulling on his tie with the other, "Daisuke, what are you doing? I got to get cooking", "i'm having dinner", he said in a low voice before connecting his lips with yours, wasting no time sliding his tongue into you, you let it happen, melting into the kiss, not even noticing your husband unbuttoning your shirt and removing it completely, "You just got home though!", "i've had a shitty day and i want you to take care of me", he responds before grabbing some liquid from the drawer and shoving 2 fingers into you, moving his fingers to stretch your hole for his fat cock, he then adds another finger, stretching you even more, loving the face you make, after he was sure you were prepared enough, he flips you on top of him as he lays down on the bed, your hole inches away from his throbbing cock, ready to ravange your little hole. He holds your hand as he lowers you down on him till his tip has gotten into you, then he goes deeper with 3, 4, 6, 7, 8 inches all the way into you, his face once irritated was now smirking, a tint of blush could be seen across his cheeks.
"How do you feel about my cock all the way inside your tight hole?", "b-big..", was all you could answer, but even that was enough to get him all riled up, feeling as if his cock was now somehow bigger inside of you, "fuck, be a good boy and take it alright?", he says before grabbing your waist and thrusting himself inside of you, moving up till the tip before slamming you back down all the way to the base, your face contorted into a mixture of pain and pleasure, "such a good boy you are, taking your husband's cock so good after he had a rough fight, we should do this more often..", he whispered the last part, before you could process what he said, he fucked you harder and rougher, making sure to let his cock leave nothing untouched in your cute hole, you let yourself drown in the pleasure, you always loved the feeling of your husband's cock pounding you, even if you both did it everyday, it would still be such a pleasure to have his cock deep inside you.
"D-daisuke! Please i'm cl-close!", you said, body trembling, near your climax, "no no, you cum when i say you can!", he said, looking up at you before putting his thumb on your slit, not letting you cum, "please!", you cried but still, he wasn't letting you.
It was only when he was almost near his climax, he let go of your aching cock and began fucking inhumanely, letting you arch back and eyes roll back, with a few more thrusts, you both reach your climax, you fall over to his chest, thinking the unending pleasure and pain would be over, "Tired already? My anger has not been subdued, darling.", he forces you under him, this was going to be a long night, an Angry Daisuke, fucking you into oblivion.
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blue-sterling0357 · 2 years
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Brain-Rot of the week is.......
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Daisuke and Haru with a crush on reader and her sister both are baristas from their(boys) favorite cafe, but but but.....
The cafe baristas actually is just as rich as Daisuke is, but they tries to act like they is middle class, so nobody sucks up to them to try and get to them just for their money.
Like and soon, he and Haru have to go on a mission which includes them being spies for this mission. As they walk in and meet the head spy and as they are talking the topics change from work to family, friends and plans, hey both find out the head has two daughter, pretty ones at that.
As they are talking, in bursts the door two pretty girls who just happen to be reader and her sister in the spy suits and their hair messy and reader's sister crying about how some newbies took their guns and filled them with powder instead of bullets for their shooting practices, all while Haru and Daisuke are just staring at the pretty barista billionaires arguing with their father.
They either fall in-love all over again or fall more in love with the two (if that's possible, that is) and they try to befriend them, but due to some circumstances they can never talk or when they muster up the courage to talk something happens.
Then they always volunteer to be the spy for any of the missions given to them knowing they can either get close with the sisters or get the sisters to patch them up after they intentionally got hurt on a mission.
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nanamisbabybunny · 3 years
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❤️Daisuke Kambe//NSFW Alphabet❤️
A/N: sorry for the inactivity. After Gojo’s NSFW Alphabet, I moved across the United States and started working. Enjoy!! ⚠️: NSFW!!!
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
He’s really soft and gentle, he kisses every hickey on your body and kisses your wrists
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His: he loves his hands. They’re soft, big and your hands fit perfectly in his. Yours: he loves your face. He thinks your cheeks are perfect for kissing, they’re so soft and pink
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He cums on your stomach or thighs. He loves to see your arousal covered in his cum
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He likes to purchase sex toys for you to use while he is away on business. He also likes pictures of you in lingerie he’s bought for you
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Daisuke KNOWS what he is doing. It’s canon that he has tried lots of dangerous pleasures overseas, so let your mind wonder. From kissing to making love, he knows how to make your head spin
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
He can’t decide if he likes you underneath him so he can get a good look at your face while he fucks you, or you on his lap riding him
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He is serious in the moment. You won’t find him making jokes, but he will smile at you after kissing you and telling you how much he loves you
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He’s a man of riches. He’s very well kept. He keeps himself cleaned and groomed down there. As for drapes and bed, y’all saw the anime, let’s go from there! (No spoilers)
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He starts off slow, loving how you feel and the sight of his dick popping out while inside of you. He makes soft praises to you, telling you that you’re taking him so well. He gives plenty of kisses
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Rough day and he can’t wait for you? It’s a tie between using a wand vibrator he got for you or using one of your panties
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
He has a daddy kink and no one can change my mind
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
The bedroom. He wants to make sure that intimacy is a private thing for you two
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
You wearing his suit jacket, his tie or a pair of lingerie he has bought for you
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Besides spanking; degrading you and hitting you is a no no
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He loves both! The way your face gets all red and you play with his hair makes his heart pound. He loves to touch your hair and hold it back while you suck him
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Slow at first, then fast and rough. Unless it’s been a hard day, he’ll start rough while gripping your thighs
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He won’t say no to a quickie, but he prefers to take his time with you in the bedroom
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Yes! Trying new things in the bedroom is a turn on for him. He loves to see how it affects you
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He can go for a good 4 rounds
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Daisuke owns toys and you do too. He lets you choose what toy(s) you want in bed and he uses them when he sees fit
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He loves to tease. You’ll whine about how you want it, but he just smirks at you, rubs your thighs and tells you to beg for it
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He’s not very loud. He makes some grunts, deep breaths and sighs here and there. And of course, plenty of “I love you”
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
When Daisuke found out you had little toys to keep hidden, he found it very cute. He grinned as he pulls the cigarette from his mouth and said “my princess. Let me buy you some toys.” And proceeded to purchase bigger toys for you, not the small travel sized ones. While having sex, he presented a big wand and tied your hands together and put the wand in your hands. “Baby girl, keep the wand on your princess parts. Daddy wants to see your become a mess for him.”
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
He’s average girth and height!
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
High sex drive! He’s 27/28 years old, so he’s in that prime stage
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He doesn’t fall asleep until you’ve fallen asleep and he knows you’re cared for, cleaned up and comfortable
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onthr-dream · 2 years
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"Hmm...which one should i bought?"
"Both"
"Let's eat some sushi for dinner!"
"Sure, i'll order the reservation"
"Nooo i don't want to go to the restaurant"
"Then you pick the place, my lady"
"Do you want any particular gift from me, Dai?"
"No, just to stay with me and that's enough for me"
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imaginativewriter23 · 3 years
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Objects - Daisuke Kambe x Reader
Warning(s): Swearing, slight angst, suggestions of harassments (Not really, but just in case)
Summary: Daisuke thinks he can buy you and you’re not having it. 
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“Here.” You shoved the box into the multi-millionaires soft hands. He stepped back from the sudden impact but maintained his stoic expression. 
You both stood at the front of the grand staircase in his miraculous mansion. Daisuke loomed over the box in his hands and saw it was filled with the miraculous gifts he’d sent you. 
Although the amount of jewelry and dresses in the box was nothing compared to what he had originally gifted you.
He looked up to see your arms crossed, clearly upset with him. 
“I’m assuming you aren’t content with these specific gifts, I’ll keep that in mind for future reference.” His voice was still as smooth and calm.
You groaned, eyes rolling to the back of your head. “No. I’m not content with any of the gifts you gave me. I never asked you to buy sixty hand-made dresses and I don’t want the buckets of jewelry you bought me either!” 
Daisuke continued with his bored expression despite the confusion in his eyes. “Would you prefer for me to buy you a new house then?”
Your nostrils flared from his proposal, it seemed nothing could get through to him. Most women in your position would have squealed from excitement and accepted his offer. But you weren’t like most women anyways. 
Daisuke made it clear the first day he met you that he wanted you. After all, he asked within the first couple minutes of meeting you ‘how much to court you?’. 
You made the excuse that you don’t date men who smoke and he threw his packet of cigars out the window, then called HEUSC to throw out the packets at home.
Either way, you refused to date a man who thinks he can just put a price on you. 
When you turned him down, he’s taken every opportunity to go on a mission with you or send you gifts. Your house was filled with all the fortuitous items he’s bought you, yet you all traded them for money and used it to donate to multiple charities. 
You decided to be courteous and return the small portions of gifts to the buyer. You soon realized that was a mistake, as you felt your chest bubble up with more frustration. 
You sighed. “No, Daisuke. I don’t want you to buy me a new house. Let’s just be regular coworkers, okay?” 
“I don’t want us just to be coworkers, I want you to be with me.” 
You paused. The words that spilled from his mouth were unexpected of such a stoic man. It’s all just been about money till now. 
You inhaled through your nose and exhaled through your mouth. You’d be lying if you said your heart didn’t flutter in the slightest when he said that. If Daisuke had better morals then you two would have been together by now. 
Looking at his stern blue eyes, you spoke. “Daisuke. There are plenty of other women who would gladly accept all of your gifts and happily be your significant other.” 
Daisuke passed the box to one of his many servants. “But I only want you.”
You stared at him, feeling your shoulder slouch. It wasn’t that you didn’t find him attractive or charming. You just couldn’t agree with the way he viewed the world or how to solve problems. 
He faced you again and took a step closer to your body.
“Why don’t you want me? What do I have to buy to make you say yes? How much?” 
Your shoulder stiffened once again from his questions. There was that annoying question again. ‘how much?’
The frustration in your chest flared up once again. 
Daisuke was a man that viewed everything as a commodity, something that can be bought and sold easily. He couldn’t understand the concept of invaluable things, like friendships, family, love. 
He thought he could buy you. That’s where your attraction to him was thrown out the window. Well, almost thrown out the window. 
You turned your heel and began to make your way out of the mansion. You didn’t want to deal with him right now, or else you would explode. 
Daisuke called out your name and grabbed your wrist. The bomb in your head went off and you flipped yourself around to face him again. You grabbed his collar and yanked him towards you so your faces were inches apart. 
“You can’t just buy me, Daisuke! You can’t just buy someone because you want them! True, the shitty types do exist but I am not one of them! You can’t buy love!” 
You pushed Daisuke away and he only took a small step back from the impact.
“I am not some toy that you can buy because you’re bored! I am not a dog that will run as soon as you give me a treat! I am not an object. If you want me, you have to earn me! Prove to me, you’re worth my time! Show me I’m not just an object to you!” 
With that, you turned around and stormed out of the mansion. Mumbling incoherent sentences as you marched down the trail. 
Daisuke stood there, perplexed by your lecture. He blinked for a couple of moments before slowly bringing his hand up to his ear.
“HEUSC. Cancel all the orders I placed for Ms. (Last Name) this morning.” 
Daisuke smirked, you were right. You were far more expensive than his unlimited balance. 
So, he was going to earn you.
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solanawrld · 3 years
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totally not thinking about daisuke with a powerful wife who’s her own boss and is just as rich as he is.
daisuke : have you-
y/n : ugh it’s you..
y/n : you insolent and intolerant fool.
y/n : listen , i’ve already invested 17 businesses making over twenty million dollars today , which means that i have around thirteen meetings to attend with these morons , then do some paperwork , fire a couple people , yell at some people and by then it should be 12 something so if that’s when you wanna go on our date then sure.
daisuke : …🏃🏻
y/n : love you too, darling !
she’s classy and unlike him, she actually knows what she’s doing.
def wanna marry her, she’s really hot.
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this is from so long ago & it’s so cringy pls stop liking it💀💀💀
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daisukes-creditcard · 4 years
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daisuke: This tea tastes exquisite and exotic, what is it called?
haru: I call it, boiled gatoradé
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doppopoppo · 2 years
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Balance Unlimited
Masterlist
Last updated : 12/11/2021
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|| Haru Katou ||
Sorry I’m Late
Have a Good Day at Work!
College AU
NSFW
Morning Treat
|| Daisuke Kambe ||
NSFW
Home Sweet Home
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ceciffeinated · 2 years
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non-stop. | ꒰ daisuke kambe ╲ short story ꒱
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⪩ ☁︎.pairing: daisuke × cherloque (oc). ⪩ ☁︎.scenario: in the dead of the night in 221b baker street, london; in their shared apartment for eight months, give or take. ⪩ ☁︎.warning: none; completely sfw; heavy, heavy fluff. ⪩ ☁︎.note (i): if you sensed any hamilton references, you could tell where i have been; this had been in my drafts for literally three days then episode four dropped-
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⠀⠀her is a host unto herself. as long as she can hold a case file, and a pen and paper, she's a damn threat.
⠀⠀to herself.
⠀⠀she works non-stop; writing day and night, studying day and night, going after the villains day and night with every opportunity she saw. however, even if she's not neck deep in her investigatory works, she'll pop by in charities and social events not (just) to boost her popularity, but also to boost her presence among the citizens of england or of britain, in general.
⠀⠀her strenuous work ethics was the one that brought her to her knees and humble herself to follow the doctor's orders: to rest regularly, to eat regularly, to relax more than usual, to work less than usual — basic simple self-care that she seldom does to her own self.
⠀⠀daisuke noticed that already.
⠀⠀and it's getting on his nerves. strangely.
⠀⠀he has been with haru kato for more than two years, and yet, he was only being nerved by a petite englishwoman who took up a lot after her own father.
⠀⠀he knew it ran in the blood — the frigid blood of a holmes kin that knew no boundaries in the profession of consultant detective.
⠀⠀it seemed so foreign to him still - the duality of cherloque amelie soleil holmes.
⠀⠀at one profile, she seemed to show the facade of a flirty and flighty adler - charming robin who knew how to spread her wings and fly in the skies filled with attractive parasites and pests of the british society. she just had a way with words that could be wither seductive, persuasive, and alluring. she also seemed to have an upper hand in every conversation where she's included. she leaves no stray comment and always made sure her words are pointed and sharp in any educated topic. a true mark as the daughter of a dominatrix.
⠀⠀on the other profile... she's just as controlled, restrained, and unexpressive as a holmes. this kind of a cher conveyed the most inhumane face of all, most especially when a case keeps on pulling her to be involved. there's not time for rest, eating, or leisure. most of her time were always spent sitting on the chair, in front of her father's worn desk; flipping the pages of multiple case files; reviewing similar scenarios that and differentiating multiple changes that could have affected the current motion of the recent crime. she seeked no comfort nor encouragement but only immense silence and centered focus on the task at hand. a true symbol as the kin of a renowned criminologist.
⠀⠀her duality - despite their fellowship for the past eight months - still fazed daisuke. but he never had the heart to voice it out. he's never the type to express himself in a way that could make people think he's an inferior to a certain woman's little world.
⠀⠀a world that seemed to be non-stop.
⠀⠀it was in the middle of a dead night, but the two individuals in 221b baker street were still awake - the other one was diligently working in the living room/study, the other one was looking from the doorframe of the guest bedroom. neither one could sleep not could approach each other.
⠀⠀the former was untoucable; the latter was hesitating for once in his life.
⠀⠀suddenly... there was a vibration in his pajama pocket. daisuke quickly shuffled his back and retrieved his phone, seeing it's a call from mourgane, cher's cousin and the current president of england's top most security association for criminologists.
⠀⠀❛ good evening, ❜ daisuke greeted. ❛ is there something the matter? ❜
⠀⠀❛ an associate passed by the apartment an hour ago, and when he passed by it again three minutes earlier, he informed me that the lights seemed not to go out. may i boldly assume that cher is still awake? ❜
⠀⠀❛ yes. ❜ daisuke couldn't tell a lie. it was the truth, after all. was there something he missed with the habit?
⠀⠀mourgane sighed on the other line. it was a heavy, distressed one as if she was asking if the toddler was being naughty and she was. mourgane said, ❛ please tell her to go to bed right this instant. i could tell this had been going for a few days behind your back. ❜
⠀⠀daisuke remained quiet. now that the cousin gave him direct orders, it seemed he really needed to step up and bring it upon himself to put cher to bed.
⠀⠀❛ is it really my responsibility? ❜ but, of course, he's not just gonna do that directly. after all, it's her own life, not his.
⠀⠀❛ your partner is your responsibility, mr kambe, ❜ mourgane retaliated coolly. ❛ cher, no matter was trait she's possessing at the very moment, is at your disposal. whatever reason we may have, you have the ball in your court and cher, per our agreement for the sake of the japanese partnership and personal relationship gain, have no choice but to follow you. ❜ she exhaled as if she was proud of her declaration. ❛ are we clear on that? ❜
⠀⠀ ❛ ... ❜
⠀⠀❛ mr kambe. ❜
⠀⠀❛ yes. ❜
⠀⠀mourgane chuckled. she added, ❛ you don't need to be afraid of cher. she may be flighty and feisty ... easily aggravated ... and snappy. but, at some point, she actually needed someone to remind her that she's not inhumane. i am relying on you. ❜ there was a distant knocking heard on the other line. ❛ i have a late night visitor and i will leave my cousin in your capable hands. ❜
⠀⠀daisuke nodded slowly. like before he said, "yes."
⠀⠀❛ a little note of warning, ❜ mourgane piped up. "do not give her narcotics. you will pay with your life if you do."
⠀⠀the line went dead.
⠀⠀and daisuke could still hear the prominent flipping of pages.
⠀⠀he cannot believe he was thrusted in this situation. but his actions seemed to have their own consequences and he needed suffer for them.
⠀⠀he padded out of the guest bedroom and went in the living room vicinity where cher was working diligently as ever.
⠀⠀❛ cher, ❜ daisuke said. ❛ go back to bed. ❜
⠀⠀cher seemed to turn the other cheek, pretending not to hear him. her fingers... they were holding the pen as if her life depended on it. she kept on writing, scribbling, scrawling, jotting down whatever thoughts that raced down in her mind - mostly messy scenarios that were squelching inside her overworked brain.
⠀⠀she's writing non-stop. she's reading non-stop. she's working non-stop.
⠀⠀"cherloque." daisuke tried again. "i said go back-"
⠀⠀"i heard what you said and i don't want to," cher suddenly snapped, blowing him off in the same language (with slight informality).
⠀⠀daisuke began to wonder how the hell jordan was able to put up with this act with almost every night of her life in 221b baker street.
⠀⠀'but direct orders from miss holmes mourgane cannot be winged,' daisuke thought, reaffirming himself.
⠀⠀daisuke, decidedly, took 10 paces forward and stood beside cher's chair. he clasped one hand on her shoulder and, once again, addressed her, saying (with his learned english accent), ❛ love. ❜
⠀⠀it was as if by magic cher suddenly stopped writing, her hand frozen suddenly into place, her body stiffening.
⠀⠀daisuke leaned down to her body's height and whispered, "go back to bed. now."
⠀⠀cher didn't say anything. but she did shook her head slowly in response.
⠀⠀'it's either i'm responsible for you or your cousin and my department will responsible for my execution,' daisuke thought, slightly irritated. 'i value my life.'
⠀⠀❛ you're coming to bed right now. ❜
⠀⠀daisuke looped one arm below her knees, the other supporting her back; carrying her in a bridal style. cher exclaimed, dropping her pen on the desk. cher was suprised she's suddenly lifted like that without any warning. her face suddenly blossomed a full shade of pink as her arms instinctively wounded themselves around daisuke's neck. her hair flounced up, but because she put it in a really, really, really loose ponytail, it suddenly let loose by itself and her hair brown hair cascaded down.
⠀⠀❛ w-wait! daisuke! ❜
⠀⠀❛ no. direct orders from your cousin. ❜
⠀⠀❛ she can't tell you what to do! ❜
⠀⠀❛ well, she reminded me you are at my disposal. ❜ daisuke looked at her directly with firmness in his gaze, as if scrutinizing her. ❛ love. ❜
⠀⠀cher hunched her shoulders as she crossed her arms, slightly pouting. a total childish move that opposed her holmes ethics.
⠀⠀she suddenly turned kind of cute.
⠀⠀❛ daisuke... ❜
⠀⠀was she actually whining? he couldn't be sure.
⠀⠀❛ my room is in the other way. ❜
⠀⠀her complaint was turned away, just like how she turned her other cheek earlier, because he entered in the guest bedroom where he was residing. without sharing another word, he plopped cher down in the middle of the bed and immediately tucked her in. he didn't give her any chance to speak her mind.
⠀⠀the night continued on and in the wee morning... someone entered the apartment.
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⠀⠀❛ there. ❜ after tucking her in, daisuke followed suit, lying down next to her but not close enough for skin contact. ❛ now sleep. ❜
⠀⠀it was erebos. he turned to the direction of cher's bedroom. it was vacant.
⠀⠀he took the other way and entered the japanese police's room.
⠀⠀and there he was - spooning the spent englishwoman in his arms. it was as if he was keeping her warm as possible or keeping her in her damn place, knowing how the night went.
⠀⠀❛ i'll be out here, ❜ erebos whispered and exited, making himself feel at home in the living room. "goddamn it, haru, you're right. but we're dealing with idiots in denial, not with detectives in love."
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⪩ ☁︎.note (ii): republished for archiving purposes; heavy wip; under semi-hiatus.
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straycat-writes · 4 years
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Soo much in love with Daisuke from fugou keiji! I'm glad u opened the askbox for this anime! Soo can i please have dating headcanons for Daisuke Kambe?
[Ooh boy, here we go...]
Dating Daisuke Kanbe:
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Ah, yes, sugar daddy Daisuke Kanbe.
Beyond extra about everything. Please pick and choose your words very carefully when you’re around him, otherwise it might have disastrous consequences. For example…
“Mm, this chocolate tastes really rich, I definitely need to order more.”
There are three shipping containers’ worth of that particular brand waiting for you the next time you go home.
Is there a dress you saw in a shop window that you really like? Too bad, there’s no way you’re wearing that. He’ll have a similar design custom tailored for you from fucking Versace. In fifteen different shades. With accessories to match.
“I keep telling you, Daisuke, I do not have the space to keep all of this stuff!”
“And I keep telling you to move in with me, but when have you ever listened?”
He’s not big on PDA but will occasionally lace your fingers together when you’re out in public. His grip always soft yet firm, as if to remind you of his presence. It’s comforting.
Has a few pet names for you that he’s especially fond of, including but not limited to darling, doll, baby, angel, babydoll…
He grew up in England and so calls everybody ‘love’ 😂 But the others are reserved solely for you.
Will purposefully brush against you several times a day, accidentally touching you in a lot of different places. Inappropriately feeling you up is his favorite past time, because he loves the flustered sounds you make every time he does, and the furious blush that lights up your face.
He lets you be in charge most of the time when you’re out, deciding where to go for dinner or what to do for a date, because he thinks you look very cute trying to be all responsible and mature. He even lets you boss him around sometimes.
Inside the bedroom, however, is a completely different story…
Even so, wrap your legs around his waist and slowly kiss him on the neck, and it becomes very hard for him not to melt right then and there.
“A-ah, Stop exploiting my weaknesses.”
A coy smile, “Then stop telling them to me.”
Never leaves an opportunity of getting into the bathtub with you. His bathtub is too big for one or even two people, and he loves to just lay there in the steaming, hot water tinged with the hundred different kinds of expensive bath products he always keeps stocked, your body splayed out on top of his. Will even gently wash your hair for you if you’re tired after a long day.
“Can I have one bath where you don’t jump in with me?”
“There’s no I in bath.”
You didn’t tell him what your birthday was for the longest time, because you were afraid he might buy out the entire city for you. It was only after a year when he noticed, and you only told him after making him promise to practice at least some kind of moderation.
He did not.
“Only the best of everything for you, doll.”
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Until it becomes a Memory - Daisuke Kambe
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Author Note: This is a pile of Word Vomit, I watched Balance Unlimited and man I adored it. Especially this Salty Winter Adult. None of the below makes coherent sense but hey, life's too short to leave things unread by others.
Everyone who had ever visited the Kambe residence to speak to the heir knew about the painting. Often enough they found themselves stood beside the young man whose eyes focused only on the putrid baby blues that encircles a deep red misshapen figure. Many, in hushed whispers, had commented on how out of place the canvas seemed amongst the elegant wooden décor of the home.
It hung just outside his bedroom in a hallway trodden by very few. He, himself, had placed a chair opposite it for when he found himself unable to sleep. He’d sit there staring at the figure until he succumbed to sleep. Suzue would find him the next morning, curled against the chair, his head leaning on the crook of his arm. She’d suggested once that he move the canvas to his bedroom, only to be thrown a grim look and a sarcastic comment. It kept the nightmares at bay.
Kambe couldn’t blame her; it’s what any normal person would do. He couldn’t. He despised the painting. Everyone did, including his grandmother. The woman refused to enter the hallway, not until the painting disappeared. She’d even so much as asked their faithful servant to dispose of it whilst Kambe was busy – his attempt had failed thanks to Suzue. Perhaps one of the only people within Daisuke’s household that understood the importance hidden within the canvas.
His grandmother held no harmful intent; she just wanted to purge that period from Daisuke’s life. The man had suffered so much at a young age. There had been times where she would plead at the dinner table with the young detective. Her words reaching deaf ears as he chewed on his noodles. When her words hit too close to home, he quips a witty retort paired with a sarcastic growl. In those moments she could see his mother.
The painting held no real value. It was common knowledge. Suzue and his grandmother would have said something about it had it not been for the glint in Kambe’s usually dull eyes. A spark of fight and something none of them have ever seen before as he runs his gaze over every streak of paint. That very spark prevents them to speaking and instead they leave the man be.
A sigh relieves itself from Daisuke as he stands from his seat; he took a few strides forward his eyes never once leaving the soft brush strokes that had dried against the material. Kambe rubbed the sleep from his vision as he reminisced. He could still feel the fingers that wrapped around his upper arm and pulled him through the corridors of his home. The sound of overexcited laughter echoed in the aged wood wrapped around his heart squeezing at vary degrees of strength.
‘These cases just get more complicated, I thought it would be easier than this but every time I think I’m making progress something stops me’ Daisuke’s voice contrasted with the oozing silence surrounding him. ‘You’d know exactly what to do if you were here. I can picture it now-‘
‘Kambe’ Haru barked; the sudden appearance of his partner startled Daisuke. This had been expected, at some point Haru would turn up back here. An unjust anger in tow as he marched down the corridor. The embassy case had been closed, but Haru had come under fire for the death of a suspect, Daisuke had done nothing to help the older man. It hadn’t just been due to the fact he was off duty; he’d chosen to remain quiet.
Kambe’s eye twitched, his focus returning to the painting. If he remained quiet, let Haru vent, perhaps the detective inspector would leave. He’d be able to return to the serenity that had been his thoughts. If his friend had been here, they’d have persuaded Haru to calm down, they’d have laughed and shared some food at the expense of Kambe. They always handled people better than he did.
‘Hey, are you listening?’ Haru practically screamed as he stepped closer to Kambe; Daisuke remained firm. There was nothing he needed to speak to Kato about. He was handling this – whatever the bigger picture is. He’d handle it alone; it was safer that way. The fewer people around, the easier it would be. ‘Damn Rich kid, pay attention to people when they speak to you’
He didn’t need to see what was happening, he felt it. Haru’s balling around the material of his shirt in an aggressive attempt to grab Daisuke’s attention. Briefly – very briefly – Daisuke’s eyes flicked to look at Haru. In that second the world froze, Daisuke’s emotionless eyes, often filled with amusement, turned to Haru. As if Haru’s arms moved on their own he dropped Daisuke, his hands falling at his side.
‘I have nothing I wish to discuss, you should leave’ Daisuke commanded. The very sound of his voice knocked the older man from his shock, a guttural growl resonating in the air as he flung his arm back.
Everything slowed in that minute; Kato’s limbs swam leisurely through the air as Daisuke’s gaze flicked back to his partner. It hadn’t fully registered in Kambe’s mind as he watched helplessly. They both knew it hadn’t been Kato’s intention; he hadn’t registered how close he was to the wall.
It was an accident. It was an accident. A voice in Daisuke’s subconscious spoke the same four words like a mantra as he seethed. In an apoplectic haze he grabbed his senior. Kato’s body unbalanced fell against the air, unable to steady himself to fight back he let himself be thrown into the opposite wall. His head colliding with the wooden windowsill.
‘You weren’t invited here Detective Inspector Kato. You’re trespassing, I suggest you leave’ Daisuke growled; both heard the sharp inhale of Suzue as she rushed through the door at the end of the corridor. Her gaze observing the two men, her family who stood towering over Haru with fists balled at his side – his attention solely on the man and Haru who lifted himself against the wall, it was clear as he staggered slightly that the impact had made him dizzy.
‘Daisuke’ She uttered, Kambe clenched his jaw inhaling deeply as he turned around. The canvas hung at an angle; the material had been punctured. For the smallest second, he chastised his friend’s choice in canvas material.
‘It’s just a painting. Buy a new one. A rich kid like you always flaunting your wealth. Surely you can buy another one.’ Haru whistled. Kambe didn’t need to look to picture the Suzue’s reaction. A pleading expression plastered across her face as she moved closer to help Haru.
A rich kid like you. Daisuke finds himself repeating the short phrase. It had been said to Kambe before – plenty of times before and yet this time it struck him worse. For once he couldn’t throw money at the canvas. The damage had been done; money couldn’t solve his problem the way it could on a case. A soft chuckle rang through the air. Daisuke placed his head in his hands as he fell to his knees.
‘I wouldn’t expect you to understand,’ He admits, ‘I didn’t buy that canvas, it was a gift. One given to me by someone very dear to me. I guess you say it had no monetary value. It held some precious memories’ He continued.
‘You asked me how much I care about you, well…tah dah’ her voice bounced off the walls and rang through his ears. He relished in the happy tones as she released his arm. A quizzical look filled the man’s expression as he took in her appearance. Paint plastered across her skin, hair dishevelled and caked in the same colours that covered most of her clothing.
Once he’d had his fill, he followed her gaze, eyes widening as he took in the newest decoration. In place of his landscape portrait hung a horrendous mixture of colours and in the centre stood a deep burgundy figure and for a second, he hoped she hadn’t drawn a reflection of himself
‘Well?’ She questioned.
‘It’s awful, breathtakingly awful. I’d go as far as to say gut-wrenching,’ Daisuke commented. He listened to her as she roared with laughter, her hands holding her sides as she doubled over.
‘That’s exactly it. I care about you so much that its gut wrenching. Every moment I spend with you takes my breathe away in the most horrendously beautiful way.’ She announced, as she calmed her laughter she reached for his arm, her head falling against his shoulder as they both observed the horrendous decoration. ‘Plus, every home needs at least one ugly piece of furniture, something that just absorbs the good memories and no matter how long you look at it, no matter how much you hate it, it’ll remind you of the good things, it’ll remind you how much I love you, Daisuke Kambe’
Daisuke’s fingers wrapped around hers as he remained silent. Just the two of them watching the painting as though it were some priceless portraits in a museum.
‘You never know how important something is until it becomes a memory’ Kambe uttered.
‘Kambe,’ Haru’s voice shook Daisuke from his memories. His hands falling to his lap as he listened.
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nanamisbabybunny · 3 years
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Daisuke Kambe x F! Reader
Heartrate❤️
WARNINGS: slight NSFW
♥️Daisuke does care about your well-being, he is your husband after all! So when you found out that HEUSC could tell him your emotions, you were very surprised.
♥️”I only do this to care for you.” He would state after finding out how you felt about it.
♥️on your wedding night, you wore the prettiest lingerie to impress him! Little did you know, you’d be more nervous that he was.
♥️when he touched your thigh, your heart rate shot up in an instant and your face burnt with blush. (UM, it’s canon that Daisuke has played some “games” when he was overseas so our boy has EXPERIENCE)
♥️”Y/n’s heart rate is higher than usual. Shall I call for help?” HEUSC speaks over his earring as Daisuke gave a soft sigh and declined it.
♥️Let’s just say Daisuke is grEAt in bed, so if you’re in slightest bit of pain, you won’t let him know.
♥️”Y/n’s feeling discomfort with an increased heart rate. Shall I call for help?” You both stopped and Daisuke looked at you. “Want me to slow down?” He would ask to your uncomfortable expression. “No, but take your earring out.” You would respond
♥️eventually, you and Daisuke started to ignore HEUSC talking over his earring every couple seconds and Suzue was eventually alerted that you were in pain and Daisuke wasn’t answering
♥️”Daisuke-Sama!! Y/n is—“ Suzue would bust through Daisuke’s room door, then stop at the sight of you two
♥️Poor Suzue would never enter Daisuke’s room without knocking :,)
♥️You were at school one day (could be college/high school/grad school/idk what else lol) and having a hard time collecting yourself after failing an important test
♥️Daisuke literally went over 200mph on the damn highway to come get you. HE. FREAKIN. CARES.
♥️He bribed the professor/teacher to give you an A and change your overall grade
♥️”Daisuke! Look! I passed!” You exclaimed happily as HEUSC states “Y/n’s experiencing overwhelming excitement! Shall I ask what the problem is?” ... “it is really annoying, love...”
♥️overall, Daisuke takes the earring out when you’re in the bedroom together, he rushes to your aid when you’re not feeling your best, he monitors your internal feelings through his phone because he worries :,)
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send-allmyloving · 4 years
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maybe daisuke with s / o who is his fiancée?
I'm gonna do a headcanon for this one, I hope you don't mind!
Daisuke Kanbe with a fem!s/o as his fiancée
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Oh boy oh boy
idk what the fuck you did in your past life to become his fiancée but you hit the fucking JACKPOT
he spoils you rotten
fancy river cruises, private flights to Vienna, relaxing nights at an expensive spa; those are only some of all the extravagant dates he would take you on
he'd buy you all the famous designer brands you wanted even if you didn't ask for them
Louis Vuitton, Gucci, Armani, Versace, you name it, this guy's balance is unlimited so you can expect only the best shit you can get your hands on!
But of course he doesn't pay sole attention to your material desires, Daisuke truly loves you
He just wants to make you feel comfortable and happy is all
That being said, you guys do a lot together
Giving each other massages is a thing
If either of you is stressed, or even if it's the both of you, you'll both have a little spa day where you pamper each other 🥰
Ok but when Daisuke massages you he goes ALL OUT
hot rocks, essential oils, sugar scrubs, whatever the fuck else they use in massages idk ive never had one
You'll feel so relaxed you'll fall asleep lmao
Nights in are usually spent watching movies in his private theater and immaculate bubble baths complete with rose petals, wine, and a charcuterie platter yum
You also like walks around the town, wandering the streets of Tokyo hand-in-hand while admiring the pretty city lights
No shopping, nothing of the sort; just you two and the city view 🥰
Dates at small cafes are a thing, he loves seeing your eyes light up when he feeds you cake :((
And his heart skips a couple beats when he sees u get whipped cream on your mouth after drinking hot chocolate !!
Ofc he kisses it off like a cliché romcom movie star
When you guys are laying in bed he likes to hold your hand and play with your fingers + admire the ring on your finger and smile bc it just makes him so happy that he can spend the rest of his life with you 🥺💞💞
He really loves u ok
Loves kissing you all over your face
Especially loves kissing your cheek and neck
But if he kisses your shoulder.... good luck bc this man is In The Mood
dw tho he'll be very gentle
ANYWAY
He likes having you in his lap when you kiss, it gives him easier access to you
Often slips his hand under your clothing whenever you're kissing just so he can feel your skin against his
Not really in a sexual manner but more like so he can reassure himself that you're with him
Loves feeling you up, not only does he know it makes you feel good, it's also that touching you gives him a sense of security and also makes him feel good knowing you're in his arms and that he can love and protect you 🥺
Kissing is very soft and sensual, he wants to give you every ounce of his love :(((
You'll be on his lap and he'll be slowly moving his lips against yours
Loves to play with your hair and rub your back while you're kissing him
Like I said before, he loves touching you so he's one to run his hands all over you while kissing you
Likes rubbing your arms + you love it too bc it makes u feel warm
Sorta likes to bite your lips and slip his tongue into your mouth at times while you guys kiss hehehe
When you guys pass each other around the house you'll give each other a surprise kiss out of nowhere
Walking past him? BOOM smooch on the cheek
You find him in his office? BOOM you sneak in and smooch him on the head
Smoochies everywhere
He likes to hold your hand a lot
Whatever you guys are doing, if you're next to him he'll just randomly take your hand and intertwine your fingers and he doesn't even look up from his work its rlly cute
Likes to give you kisses on the hand sometimes while he holds them
PDA isn't much of a thing but he'll always have your arm in his or you'll be walking around holding hands + sometimes he likes to pull you close and give you a kiss on the head ❤
He's also a huge romantic
Most probably proposed to you at the top of the Eiffel Tower
Loves slow dancing with you to old love songs
He just loves the pure smile on your face when you dance together, and the setting is so intimate
It's just you and him slowly swaying to the soft music while gazing at each other and it just goes to show how in love you both are with each other :(((
Hold me pls im crying as i write this
Gives you a rose on every date you go on together
The night after your engagement he got you a beautiful necklace that matched your ring
Put it around your neck romcom style before he took you out for a dinner cruise along the Seine river in Paris uwu
Also he thinks you look absolutely stunning in the color red
He just adores you and he's so happy to have you as his fiancée
Long story short you're the luckiest girl in the world and there is no doubting his love for you, he will do anything for you to see you smiling and happy ❤❤
// I hope you like this anon! Sorry this is kinda short lmao also I'm sorry I couldn't write a whole scenario, I thought a headcanon would work better bc it would better elaborate everything abt being his fiancée rather than just focusing on a section of it,, anyways enjoy!!
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