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oh-ranpo · 2 years

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summer heat

☾ - pairing: jun sazanami x reader ☾ - word count: 1.7k+ ☾ - warnings: some suggestive elements, but nothing too crazy. ☾ - summary: it’s a hot summer day, and the heat from the sun isn’t the only thing making you feel warm.

A heavy sigh slipped through your lips as you leaned your head back against the lounge chair, your eyes fluttering shut as a small bead of sweat trickled down the side of your face. It was hot. No, it was more than hot. The sun was beating down on your skin relentlessly, and though you were clad in just a bathing suit and thin cover up, you still felt like you were still wearing too much. You didn’t even want to be outside, but your friends had been persistent in their invitations and you found that you were unable to turn them down.

Besides, the view had started to make up for it.

While you had no interest in the pool party that your friends had organized, your boyfriend had been more than enthusiastic about it. You weren’t entirely sure why, but as he dipped in and out of the water, his skin glistening with a mixture of water and sweat, you found it easier to forget about the heat of the day and instead, felt a different kind of heat fill you from the inside. A far more pleasant heat.

While you were at the mercy of the hot, summer sun, the only thing keeping you even remotely cool was the red popsicle that you were holding in your hand that Nagisa had offered to you just a few minutes prior. The coolness of the liquid through the plastic wrapping was a welcome feeling against the palm of your hand, and you lifted it to your lips before reopening your eyes, allowing a satisfied hum to fill your chest at the cold, tasty treat.

There was a lot happening in the area around you, and while you had found it deeply entertaining to watch your boyfriend swimming around and playing water games with all of your friends, you were surprised to now see him pulling himself from the water and heading in your direction. There was a small smirk on his face as your eyes gave him a quick once-over, as if knowing exactly the kind of thoughts that were running through your mind.

Could anyone really blame you? When you were dating someone like Jun Sazanami, how could you really do anything but stare?

His blue hair was a mussed up mess from where it had gotten wet and he had shaken it out, and water droplets dripped down his chest and abs, causing you to lick your lips instinctively at the sight. His work outs and idol training had done wonders for his current physique, and you found yourself appreciating it any change that you could, this time being no exception. His golden irises glowed in the afternoon sun, and as he drew closer, you felt your heart start to race - a feeling that had never really gone away since you had first started dating over a year ago.

“Why are you still sitting over here all by yourself?” He asked, his voice smooth and deep as he came to a stop right in front of your chair. His body provided a bit of shade, but that still didn’t help the overheated feeling that was starting to consume you.

“I’m enjoying my popsicle,” you responded quickly before holding up the small treat. Jun’s eyes flickered to it briefly while his smile continued to grow, as if he knew that you weren’t telling the whole truth. “It’s hot. I just wanted something to help cool me down.” That part definitely wasn’t a lie, but you also knew you were going to need something way more than a tiny popsicle to keep you from combusting at this point.

As if reading your mind, Jun slowly leaned forward, his knee coming to rest on the lounge chair between your own and both of his hands gripped the arms of the chair on either side of you. His eyes never left yours as he wrapped his lips around the top of the popsicle and bit off a tiny piece before slowly pulling away. You knew what he was doing, and while you hoped that your expression had remained unchanged, you were sure that he would notice the flush in your skin and maybe even hear the thundering in your chest in response to his actions.

“You’re right, that is refreshing,” he murmured, as his hands scooted forward on the arms of the chair, bringing his face closer to your own. “But I think you’d feel even better in the water. With me.”

You didn’t want to let him win. He was always flustering you in these different kinds of ways, and he loved teasing you about it afterwards. However, it was hard to concentrate when he was close enough that all you had to do was lean in just a couple of inches to press your lips against his. There was already a slight tinge of red painting his lips from the bite of popsicle he had just taken, but you couldn’t give in. You had to stay strong.

“My popsicle and I are good right here for now, thank you.” You accentuated your words by lifting the popsicle in between you and taking a bite of your own. Jun watched in amusement at your actions, and when his eyes drifted to your lips after the bite, you could feel your resolve falter just a little bit more.

Water from his skin and bathing suit was dripping down from where he was hovering over you, but you didn’t even really notice until he maneuvered himself closer and the wetness of his swim trunks pressed against the inside of your thigh, causing you to shiver.

“You're not playing fair,” he sighed, and while his voice sounded disappointed, his smirk still hadn’t faltered even slightly since he had walked over to you.

“And why’s that?” You asked curiously, trying to hide the slight shake in your voice as one of his hands moved from the arm of the chair to press against your side. You couldn’t feel his skin directly on yours, thanks to the cover up that you were wearing, but it was still thin enough that you could still feel the heat radiating off of his palm.

“Because right now, you’re giving that popsicle more attention than you’re giving me.”

In the blink of an eye, as if spurred on by his made-up jealousy, Jun leaned in and pressed his lips against yours, causing a surprised sound to come from your throat before your eyes were fluttering shut and your free hand was lifting to cup his cheek.

He tasted like a mixture of the sports drink he had been consuming to stay hydrated and the flavor of the popsicle you had just shared, and you sighed as your fingers pushed through his hair, the water in the strands feeling like a temporary reprieve from the heat for your hand. A part of you couldn’t believe how easily you gave in to his whims, but then again, it really wasn’t all that surprising. Jun had you wrapped around his finger, ready and willing to do whatever you could to bring a smile to his face. Kissing him in the heat of the summer while your friends watched on from a distance was no exception.

“Come on, come with me,” he purred when he pulled away. With eyes the color of molten gold, you felt yourself sinking into them, that warmth inside of you building and building until you felt like you were going to break.

“Jun,” you huffed, trying to sound frustrated, but instead sounding more pleading than anything else. Jun’s lips turned up even more at the sound of his name, and it was then that you both knew he had won. His temptations had succeeded once again, and as he pushed himself back up into a standing position, he was easily able to pull you up with him.

“You owe me,” you groaned as your free hand slipped into his as he led you towards the pool. With a brief glance over his shoulder, he squeezed your hand just as you lifted the popsicle to your lips to take another bite.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it worth it for you.” The wink following his words almost had you choking on the ice in your mouth, causing Jun to laugh.

Your popsicle was soon forgotten completely as Jun led you to the edge of the pool and then waited for you to remove your cover-up before hopping down into the water. His hands lifted to take yours so that he could help you in, and as soon as your body sank below the surface, you breathed a sigh of relief.

“Better?” He asked with another knowing smirk. His hands had found a home on your hips, and when your eyes met his, you gave him a nonchalant shrug.

“I guess,” you teased, and Jun huffed out an indignant laugh before pulling you closer. You weren’t quite as hot anymore, but you were all-consumed with the way it felt to have his toned body pressed close to yours. He took you by surprise again when he leaned in for a kiss, your hand slipping from his shoulder as your arm wrapped around his neck while kissing him back.

“How beautiful. And a little devastating that I’m here all by myself,” you heard Hiyori proclaim from the other side of the pool just before you and Jun pulled apart. You smiled as you heard Ibara offering a few polite words of encouragement to his friend, but Jun didn’t seem to be paying either of them any mind.

“You are far more refreshing than the popsicle, by the way,” he murmured, only loud enough that the two of you could hear. You grinned as you pressed your face against his neck and kissing his shoulder quickly before pulling back to meet his gaze once more.

“And maybe you make the heat just a little more bearable,” you offered in return, and Jun rolled his eyes playfully before kissing your temple quickly.

“Now that I have you in the water, let’s kick these guys’ ass at Chicken.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes at his competitiveness, but who were you to say no? You already knew that your heart could never say no to him.

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oh-ranpo · 2 years

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nap with me

☾ - pairing: isara mao x reader ☾ - word count: 1k+ ☾ - summary: while isara has long since graduated and is no longer responsible for the student council, his inability to lower his work load results in a desperate need for a break.

Fuchsia-colored strands filled your vision, accompanied by the scent of a familiar shampoo. The weight on your chest was a welcome one, and you couldn’t help but smile as a nose nuzzled against your neck, a light hum filling your ear in contentment.

“Welcome back,” you smiled, your lips brushing against your boyfriend’s temple as his arm moved to rest against your side. As soon as you heard the front door open, you knew that he had finally made it back from his busy day at the office. And while you had been lounging on the couch, casually reading a book until he returned, the book had now fallen away and you couldn’t quite move your arms in the way that they needed to so that you could pick it up again.

Though, you had to admit, the book was now the last thing on your mind.

Isara didn’t respond, and instead, he hummed softly again as he snuggled closer, his hair tickling your cheek and the side of your nose. It was later in the afternoon, and this was the first time you had really seen him all day. While the tireless days of running the student council were long behind him, he managed to fill his time with other Idol-related activities that kept him just as busy. It seemed all of that activity was finally catching up with him.

“Did you want me to make you something to eat?” You asked, knowing full well that he probably hadn’t taken the time out of his day to eat a proper meal. He was good at honoring his commitments to others, but he was terrible at making sure that he was properly fed.

A small shake of his head and the tightening of his hold on you gave you all the answer you needed. Now that he was down, he didn’t want to get back up. It was also evident that he didn’t want you going anywhere either, which caused your heart to flutter in your chest.

Because Isara was often busy with Trickstar and other agency activities, you did your best to soak up the time that you did get together. You hated that there were some days where you didn’t see him at all, but you knew the hazards of this kind of relationship when the two of you got together. Dating an idol could be hard, but Isara always made it worth it. Even if, during that quality time together, all he could physically manage to do was cuddle with you on the living room couch.

You managed to free one of your hands so that you could lift it to pull the small yellow clip from his hair before brushing his bangs to the side. His face was still mostly buried in your neck, but he leaned back just enough to tiredly meet your gaze as you set the clip on the end table behind your head.

The emerald irises of the boy that you had come to adore greeted you, and the corners of his lips turned up into a soft, tired smile. You could see the dark rings starting to form under his eyes, and you couldn’t stop the frown that formed on your lips. He worked too hard. He took on too much. And yet, he would never turn anyone or anything down in fear of disappointing them.

“What’s that look for?” He asked softly, though you both knew that he already had the answer. He hated talking about his own struggles and as your hand pushed through his hair again, his eyes fluttered shut briefly as he continued to melt into your touch.

“You deserve a day off,” you murmured, your fingertips tracing along the top of his forehead before allowing the fuchsia fringe to slowly fall back down to frame his face. Slowly, Isara’s eyes opened again, the smile on his lips never wavering.

“I’m fine right here, right now. This is just as good and restful as a day off.”

You scoffed, but knew that there wasn’t any point in arguing with him right now. It was evident that he was fighting off sleep with every syllable that fell from his lips, and more than anything, you just wanted him to rest. If you had to save your self-care lecture for later, then so be it.

“Close your eyes and get some sleep then,” you sighed, a loving smile turning up the corner of your lips as you pressed your palm against his cheek. “I’ll make dinner in a couple of hours, but for now, we can stay like this.”

Isara leaned into your touch before pressing forward just enough to capture your lips with his in a slow, soft kiss. You sighed into it as you turned your body so that you were now laying side by side and your hand moved back to tangle into the longer strands of his hair at the nape of his neck. One of his legs lifted to hook behind your knee, and he didn’t pull away as he continued to kiss you. The feeling of warmth in your chest was reminiscent to a sunny summer’s day, and it was a common feeling to experience when lounging in the hold of your favorite boy. As your head tilted just so to deepen the kiss, Isara’s hips rolled up against yours, not in an ‘I need you now’ kind of way, but in more of an ‘I missed being this close to you’ one.

Finally, after several minutes of soft, languid kisses, you pulled back and guided Isara’s head back to rest on your shoulder. You could feel him smile against the skin of your collarbone as your hand continued to brush through his hair.

“Rest, now, darling,” you whispered as you pressed one last kiss to his temple. “You deserve it.”

Before you had even finished speaking, you could hear the soft snores slipping past Isara’s lips, signaling that he had already done as you requested. You smiled to yourself before settling into his embrace, your own eyelids starting to grow heavy as his body heat wrapped around you, enticing you into taking a nap with him.

While time together was limited, it was the little moments like this that made your relationship work. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

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