#Teeth cleaning benefits

[californiaquail]

THIS IS MY CAT NOW!!!! btw.

[nowoyas]

Actually maybe sodium lauryl sulfate should be in no things because all it does is make it foamy and give me mouth ulcers

[meanderfall]

I hate my job but I also get 3 weeks of paid time off, and health insurance that covers dental, vision, prescription drugs, and paramedicals like psychologist or massage therapist

[happyteethcare]

How to Prevent Cavities and Maintain Good Oral Health: A Comprehensive Guide

When it comes to maintaining a healthy, bright smile, preventing cavities is one of the most important aspects of dental care. Cavities, also known as dental caries, are caused by bacteria that feed on the sugars in the food we eat, producing acid that erodes tooth enamel. While cavities are common, they are largely preventable with the right oral care practices. In this guide, we will explore…

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Some Benefits of Teeth Cleaning and Oral Checkups

Maintaining good oral hygiene is essential for overall health and well-being. Regular teeth cleaning and oral checkups play a crucial role in preventing dental issues and ensuring a radiant smile. The members are fortunate to have access to top-notch dental care, with skilled professionals dedicated to promoting oral health. A visit to a dentist is not just about addressing immediate concerns; it's a proactive step towards a healthier future.

The Foundation of Oral Health:

Teeth cleaning and oral checkups form the foundation of oral health. These routine practices are designed to remove plaque, tartar, and bacteria that accumulate on teeth and gums. The skilled hands of a dentist can reach areas that regular brushing and flossing might miss. This meticulous cleaning process not only enhances the aesthetics of your smile but also safeguards against the development of cavities and gum disease.

Preventing Gum Disease:

Gum disease, or periodontitis, is a common oral health issue that can have serious consequences if left untreated. Regular teeth cleaning and oral checkups are instrumental in preventing the progression of gum disease. A Queen Creek dentist will assess the health of your gums, identify signs of inflammation or infection, and provide timely interventions to maintain the integrity of the supporting structures of your teeth.

Cavity Prevention:

Dental cavities are a prevalent concern, especially when oral hygiene is neglected. Professional teeth cleaning removes plaque and tartar, reducing the risk of cavities. A dentist can also apply dental sealants and fluoride treatments during checkups, providing an additional layer of protection against decay. These preventive measures contribute to the longevity of your natural teeth and reduce the likelihood of extensive dental work in the future.

Early Detection of Dental Issues:

Regular oral checkups are not just about cleaning; they are also a crucial opportunity for early detection of dental issues. A dentist will conduct a thorough examination, looking for signs of tooth decay, gum disease, and other abnormalities. Detecting problems in their early stages allows for less invasive and more cost-effective treatments, preventing complications that could arise if issues are left unaddressed.

Promoting Overall Health:

The link between oral health and overall well-being is well-established. Poor oral hygiene has been associated with various systemic conditions, including heart disease, diabetes, and respiratory infections. By prioritizing teeth cleaning and regular checkups with a dentist in Queen Creek, individuals contribute to their overall health. Preventing oral infections and inflammation can have positive ripple effects throughout the body, emphasizing the importance of holistic healthcare.

Customized Oral Care Plans:

No two smiles are alike, and neither should be the approach to oral care. A dentist takes the time to understand each patient's unique dental needs and creates personalized oral care plans. Whether addressing specific concerns or providing guidance on maintaining optimal oral health, these customized plans empower individuals to take control of their dental well-being.

Boosting Confidence with a Radiant Smile:

Beyond the health benefits, teeth cleaning and oral checkups contribute to a confident and radiant smile. Stains and discoloration can be addressed during these visits, enhancing the aesthetic appeal of your teeth. Dentists may also offer cosmetic dentistry services, such as teeth whitening or veneers, to further boost the appearance of your smile. The psychological impact of a beautiful smile should not be underestimated, as it can positively influence self-esteem and social interactions.

Investing in Long-Term Savings:

Some may perceive regular dental checkups as an added expense, but in reality, they are a wise investment in long-term savings. Preventive care is significantly more cost-effective than treating advanced dental issues that could have been avoided. By prioritizing oral health through teeth cleaning and checkups with a dentist, individuals can potentially avoid the financial burden associated with extensive dental procedures.

Teeth cleaning and oral checkups are not merely routine appointments; they are a proactive approach to maintaining optimal oral health. By investing in regular dental visits, individuals not only safeguard their teeth and gums but also contribute to their overall well-being, enjoying the confidence that comes with a radiant smile.

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The Benefits And Process Of Dental Implants: A Comprehensive Guide

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Is a Teeth Cleaning Painful? | Smile Dental and Implant Centre

During the teeth cleaning procedure, your dentist will numb your gums with a local anesthetic. You won't feel any pain during the treatment and in the week or so after you should find that your gums feel sore and swollen and your teeth may feel sensitive.

Teeth cleaning is a routine procedure that takes place every six months or so. The first step is to prepare your mouth by brushing and flossing, and then the dentist will clean your teeth with a special brush and toothpaste.

You may be asked to sit at the end of the dentist's chair, where you'll be looked in the eye and told about what's happening. The dentist will then scrub your teeth with an instrument called an ultrasonic scaler. This produces high-frequency sound waves that help remove plaque from between your teeth.

Next, the dentist will apply a local anesthetic to your gums and polish them very gently. This will numb up your gums for about 30 minutes after which they should be feeling normal again. If you're having a deep clean, there's no reason why you shouldn't be able to eat afterward, although it's wise not to eat anything hot for at least 20 minutes because it could burn the sensitive area around your teeth if you do it too soon after treatment has finished.

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[manikas-whims]

Skincare with the LADS Men

inspired by THIS recent text with Xavier where he said we left our pack of face masks in his fridge 🥺

SYLUS

🐦‍⬛ He maintains good skincare and overall hygiene. He's the type who's like “if i’m going out to commit some illegal deeds or kill an enemy, might as well look good doing it. His healing ability helps maintain a better skin as well.

🐦‍⬛ When you find out, you're kind of surprised that he's so well-maintained. And he takes offense that you'd have such low opinion of him just because of his profession. He scoffs. “Your assumptions wound me, kitten. Even the leader of Onichynus cares a little for his appearances.”

🐦‍⬛ Luke and Keiran later on giggle and reveal to you how their boss makes an extra effort to look better whenever you are coming to see him.

ZAYNE

❄️ There's a difference between hygiene and skincare. So just because he's a doctor, doesn't necessarily mean he's good at taking care of himself. Yeah he might take a bath and always put on clean suits but he doesn't really bother much with skincare itself.

❄️ It's not that he cannot do it but he simply doesn't have the time for it due to his packed schedule at the hospital. Almost twice or thrice when you surprise-visit him during his late night shifts, you've found him shaving his stubble at his office’s washroom lol. There are some faint cuts on his jaw and you fuss over them much to his delight.

❄️ His skin and body suffer mostly due to his eating habits. More often than not you've caught him sneaking way more macarons than good for his teeth. Not to mention, he doesn't eat proper meals due to his work.

❄️ “It’s not what it looks like. I'm a doctor. Obviously I know how to manage my health.” He laughs sheepishly because it's not often that he's on the receiving end of scolding, especially from you. You end up having to pay regular visits and watch over him for a while, bringing in full meals as is needed for him.

RAFAYEL

🌊 Thanks to him working at odd hours, eating at odd times, passing out on the couch every now and then that it's expected he'd be careless but he does in fact take proper care of his skin. And it's better than yours. (well ofc his Lemurian genes are partly to thank but he's a fish out of water so he does need to take care).

🌊 He knows his skin is amazing and he'll make a show of it in front of you. Not to make you jealous but because he wants you to praise him for it, call him pretty and handsome. “Come onnn!!” He drawls out. “Admit that I’m way prettier than those idols you're a fan of.”

🌊 Definitely enjoys doing skincare routines with you. Will indulge in manicures and pedicures if you ask, chatting with you all the while. Even recommends certain products that would benefit your skin. And offers to do your facial and massage.

XAVIER

⭐ Canonically isn't concerned with skincare. Even MC is shocked at the fact that his skin is doing so good despite any proper care. Probably the type who uses those “5 in 1” products 😭. Or grabs just any product without much care for the actual ingredients involved. How his skin and hair are doing alright? You have no idea..

⭐ You offer to do his skincare and he agrees because that just means he gets to spend more time with you. Enjoys the sensation of your hands on his face. Melts into a puddle if you wash his hair. You also try fixing some of his eating habits because alternating between cup noodles and meat ain't it. And though it takes a while, you figure out his skin type and help him get his own products.

⭐ You both develop a habit of putting on sheet masks while watching late night movies or playing video games. Sometimes you two just end up lazying around and talking about mundane stuff.

⭐ But even if you set up a whole routine for him, if he stays over at your place, then he's definitely using your shampoo. And if you ask him why, then he smiles innocently and answers, “Oh..it’s not that I am particularly biased to the product. It’s just that I like it when I smell like you.”

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DANDELION !

PAIRING ! jeong jaehyun, reader.

GENRE ! smut WORDS ! 2638

THIS POST CONTAINS ! friends with benefits. reader wearing a dress. smut [they use a condom! fingering. foot fetish—toe sucking. pussy eating. hair pulling. squirting.] I think that's all?

💌 haven’t posted nothing cuz i’m balls deep in some crazy sims 4 gameplay. but also bc i'll b fr... not really fucking with some of my writing for this month lol

There’s a knock at Jaehyun’s door. You’ve arrived earlier than he thought you would, although judging by the previous texts, he should have known. He rushes towards the door, smoothing out his white t-shirt before opening it with a slight twist of his wrist. His eyes scan you from the bottom up, lingering at the way the low cut of your summer dress accentuates your breasts. Then his eyes fall on that gorgeous face of yours, plump lips and that sensual look in your eyes. Time stops for just a few moments. 

“Hey.” Jaehyun smiles, teeth and dimples showing as he bends just slightly to hug you. He breathes in your scent, as you do his, and exhales calmly; taking in all your warmth. 

Jaehyun plants a small kiss on your cheek, and when the hug breaks, he steps aside, extending an arm to invite you into his apartment. Of course, you step forward, kicking off your shoes as you pass through the front door. It’s swift; the way that Jae closes the door and then slips his arms around you to hug you from behind. He kisses against the softness of your cheek, and then your neck. Soft, moist kisses, dragging his nose across your skin. 

“I ordered Chinese like you wanted,” He smiles into the kiss against your neck. “From that place you like.”

“Mhm, I see you cleaned up, too.” You’re rubbing your hands against his forearms. 

“Nothing but comfort and kisses for you.” 

You turn in his hold, dragging a finger down his chest and past his abdomen, hooking two fingers into the waistband of his gray sweatpants. “I hope I can get a little more than just kisses.”

“Anything you need,” His index finger holds your chin, and his lips meet yours in a sweet, simple kiss. 

He leads you to the couch, your hand in his. Jaehyun sits on the couch first, hands on your hips to bring you down next to him. 

“Now let’s see,” Jaehyun rests an arm around your shoulders to hold you closer to him, his scent overwhelming you just as much as his touch. His right hand hooks underneath your right knee, spreading you open for him. Your dress raises up farther, almost exposing you. Jaehyun drags his fingertips softly against your inner thigh. He’s moving insanely slow, giving him time to plan another kiss to your neck. “I think you wore this dress on purpose.” 

“And why is that?” You wiggle your hips, slightly lifting up to get Jaehyun’s hand where you need it the most. 

“We both know why.” He whispers directly into your ear, a kiss against it when he finishes his sentence. Before you know it, his hand is cupping your heat. Middle and ring finger practically fusing together to touch around your folds. 

“Just walking around with your wetness dripping down your thighs?” Fingers swirling around to collect wetness, one swipe upwards to lightly touch at your clit. The pads of his fingers coat your clit in the small pooling of your wetness. Jaehyun brings his fingers up to his lips, sucking your taste off of them. 

It’s not long until his fingers are back on your clit, moving those same slow circles. The feeling of his saliva coating your cunt sends shivers down your spine. You’re exhaling softly, albeit audibly; melting into the feeling of Jaehyun’s touch. 

“Or were you thinking about me on your way over? Did you touch yourself in the back seat of the car I sent for you?” 

Jaehyun leans in again, another kiss planted to the soft skin of your face. 

“Oh, as if you’d want me giving the driver a little show.” 

“I’ve seen the way you bend over, you drop one thing on the street and you’re giving the whole block a show, baby.” 

“Less talking, more touching, please.” You’re locked into each other's stare; you lean in and then he leans in. Lips pressed together, mouths slightly opening for air. Jaehyun holds your head in his hands, lips locked with yours, he chooses to be the dominant player within the kiss. 

At the same time that Jaehyun begins kissing your neck, his hand is right back against your cunt. With three, then four slow circles against your clit, his fingers dip down to tease at your entrance. A tight fit initially, two thick fingers prodding at your hole before slowly sliding in. Jaw slack, mouth hanging open in awe as you watch Jaehyun’s fingers thrust into you. He’s a bit impatient, thrusting his fingers into you faster and faster by the second; but he maintains a steady speed after a moment. 

It’s only a matter of times until your wetness is dripping down Jaehyun’s fingers. It excites him. His cock grows hard beneath his sweatpants, you can see it from your peripheral. The hand that was once caressing the side of Jaehyun’s face as he kisses against your neck, is now palming against his hard on. A firm, hard squeeze around his shaft has the man whimpering into your neck. His fingers curl into you, and soon enough he’s fitted three of them inside of you. 

Heat circles within the pit of your stomach, firing off around your body. Before you can get too warm, though, Jaehyun removes his hand away from you. Immediately after, his hand is flat against your cunt with a smack, quick and hot. Palm flat against your cunt, rubbing small circles to soothe the pain. The action makes you moan, rolling your eyes a bit at the sensation. 

“You want to head to the bedroom?” He asks you with a heavy exhale. You nod your head, a small word of agreement leaving your mouth. He leans in to kiss you, lips indulgent in yours; a gentler kiss than all those before. As Jaehyun stands, he holds out his hand for you to take, and you do; allowing Jaehyun to lead you from the front of his apartment to his bedroom. 

Walking past the frame of the bedroom door, you get a headstart in front of Jaehyun. Hands clutching the hem of your dress, pulling it over your head in one motion. Jaehyun offers you a whistle, licking his lips while you turn to give him a wink. 

You lean into the bed, turning to lay on your back. What a pretty picture, Jaehyun thinks. You’re staring up at him with long lashes, digging your fingers into the sheets in an act of self restraint. Knees bent, daring to be spread, yet you do the opposite: lifting your left leg up and pointing your toes towards his face. “Show me how much you missed me, pretty boy.”

It’s not a problem for him, really. He wears a wide smile on his face, kneeling onto your bed as he takes your foot in his hand. Jaehyun plants a small kiss to the sole of your foot; kiss after kiss until he reaches the tip of your big toe. Eyes on yours as he takes your big toe into your mouth, tongue swirling around it as he sucks and sucks. His eyes roll into the back of his head, hips moving on their own, thrusting into the air. He does it with each individual toe on your foot, planting a kiss on each after. 

The foot worship is cut short, though. Jaehyun kisses down your leg, inch after inch. A wet kiss to your knee and he has finally reached your thigh. You could cry. There’s an ache you feel for him. You want to grab him by his hair and shove his face into your pussy—but you know that there’s a lot of pleasure in patience. You know that Jae only wants to please you, to make you feel as good as he possibly can. So you let him continue on, taking his sweet time kissing against your soft skin. 

His lips trail down your thigh, one wet kiss after another, inching closer and closer to your cunt. It’s been a while since you’ve seen each other, and even longer since the last time you felt one another. Wet lips meet the edge of your inner lip, completely skipping over your core to give attention to your other thigh. Jaehyun’s hands grip against your thighs, nails digging into your skin. He moans into your flesh with each kiss, eyes fluttered shut. 

“Baby…” You exhale with heavy breathing, but Jaehyun only looks at you momentarily. A flicker of warning glazing over his eyes before he gets back to playing his game of patience. 

His tongue, soaked in spit, swirls around your budding clit. He sucks the bud into his mouth, plump lips soft and tender around it. He pushes out the spit in his mouth, slobbering all over your cunt: he’s always preferred you to be soaked for him. Mouth and cheeks covered in your essence, tongue and lips attached to your cunt, Jaehyun continues to eat you out. His fingernails continue to pierce into your skin, unwilling to let you slip away from him. Your fingers work through his hair, clutching his locks and pulling at the scalp. This causes Jaehyun to moan, sounds vibrating against your clit; and if possible, he holds you even closer, shoving his face into your cunt. 

He’s skilled with his tongue, lips puckered to claim your clit into his mouth; alternating between licking and sucking. You’re both moaning without a care in the world; bodies heating up and overwhelmed with tension and lust. There’s a smack at your thigh and with a gasp, Jaehyun thrusts two thick fingers into your cunt with a scooping motion as he sucks against your clit. 

You admire the view across from you. His eyes are closed softly, long lashes resting gently against his skin—he seems at peace to be able to taste you. He does catch the long, burning gaze of your eyes on his face, and he lifts his head to stare at you; left eyebrow raising just a tad. 

“God….I’m all over your face.” It comes out as if you’re embarrassed, but truthfully, you’re far from it. If anything it’s added fuel to the fire that ensures you. 

Fingers still resting inside of you; Jaehyun’s free arm does half the work to lift himself towards you. Your cold hands come at either side of his face, holding onto him as if he were to slip away during your kiss. His lips are wet and soft against yours, and the excess wetness transfers from his face to stick and stain all over your cheeks and chin. With the slip of his tongue in your mouth, you get an extra taste of both yourself and Jaehyun. He moves his fingers in and out of you slightly, as slow and steady as possible. 

The speed of his fingers and wrists accelerates just enough to get you moaning into his mouth. Jaehyun devours your moans into his mouth, blending them with his own. From the taste of your cunt to the flavor of your spit, Jaehyun can’t get enough of you. His wet fingers slip away to grip at your thigh, spreading your legs wide as he grinds his clothed crotch against your cunt. 

When the kiss breaks, he’s lost in your eyes for just a moment. Chest heaving softly, licking his lips to recollect himself. “Need you so badly.” 

In his head, he’s whined the phrase, eyebrows furrowed as he sinks to his knees to beg you for a piece of your pussy. In reality, he bares a grin in realization of what you actually came here to do. He gives you a small kiss and bounces off the bed and onto his feet, shuffling towards his bedside table to grab a condom. He slips from his clothes, as do you, choosing not to waste any time. 

In a matter of time, the condom is wrapped around his cock, and he’s crawling over to you. Lips pressed against yours once more before he pulls back in concentration. Tapping the head of his cock against your clit once, twice; sliding his shaft against your cunt to wet himself with your juices. He slides in promptly, unwilling to waste anymore time, slowly burying his length into you. You both have done this dozens of times, you’re used to the stretch of him by now. Jaehyun leans forward to attach his lips to your neck, taking in more of your scent and taste. His hips thrust lightly, accelerating to a steady speed to coat his cock in your juices. 

His gaze remains on the vision of his cock ramming into your cunt. But every so often, Jaehyun looks up at you and gazes into your eyes a bit too sweetly; tender, and more than a contrast to the way he fucks into you. And even with his pupils blown, when you stare back into his eyes, you notice that there’s a particular bit of brightness to his eyes; a spark you never noticed until this moment. 

With a moan, there’s a tightness in your core, for reasons other than sexual. The irking reminder that you’re falling deeper and deeper within infatuation with this man. You look away from him, now uncomfortable with looking in his eyes; instead focusing on working up into your orgasm. 

“Turn over?” He’s breathless, a small smirk on his face, you’re unsure if he notices it himself. 

With anyone else it might've been a bit embarrassing with how fast you got on your hands and knees, but you’ll save cringing over your urgency for later. Jaehyun settles right behind you, a hand on your ass, cock stretching you open. He gives you a few slow, deep thrusts before he picks up the pace, hips slapping against your ass. Jaehyun’s hand reaches up to your head, fingers curling into your hair to pull harshly. Yet you know he can pull harder, so you prompt him to, nearly begging him to with a slight whine in your voice. Of course, he obeys, tugging at your hair harder and fucking into you with the same ferocity. 

His cock, thick and coated with combined cream and wetness, taps against the pillowy spot repeatedly. There’s a crack in your moans, a gasp of hunger, ready for Jaehyun to spill into you. The pit of your stomach aches as Jaehyun continues fucking into that special spot. Jae presses his chest against your back, holding you into him as he rocks his hips into yours. A wet kiss on your exposed skin, soft whispering to overstimulate; talking you through his movements. 

“Fuck,” You breathe out, biting onto your lip. You grab Jaehyun’s hand, squeezing, bringing it up to your lips to kiss at your entwined fingers. 

It doesn’t take too much longer; squirt spraying from your cunt whenever Jaehyun thrusts out, making a mess of him, yourself, and his sheets. Jae holds you close, fucking you through the bursting white light of your orgasm. The speed of his thrusts slow down, still fucking deeply into you, the impact of his thrusts is rough. Jaehyun’s deep moans soon turn into whines as he spills his load into the condom, still rocking into you until he slows down into a halt. 

There’s a few moments after Jaehyun pulls out where he pulls you into him. Arms wrapping around you to cuddle, sweaty bodies pressed together. A few words are exchanged, as are a few long kisses. His fingers drag slowly against your thigh as the two of you sit in silence. 

Jaehyun takes a look at his phone. “Oh shit.” 

“Hm?”

Jaehyun exhales a nervous chuckle, accompanied by a small smile. He’s wrestling with his clothes, doing his best to get them on quickly. “Our delivery driver has been outside for ten minutes; be right back.”

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[konigsblog]

please write kidnapper könig + noncon and degradation

TW/CW; NON-CON, DEGRADATION, KIDNAPPING. DARK FICTION. DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. MDNI 18+

Kidnapper-König attempts to stay calm and relaxed, especially with your constant, loud sobbing, your screams for someone to save you.

He understands that you're in such a vulnerable state, snatched away from society and locked away in the chamber downstairs for his own use and enjoyment, for him to love and dote on. He can see how mortified and frightened you are at his presence, how you avoid his sweet, lustful touch and squirm through disgust and displeasure when he continues to grope you for his own sick benefit.

He's eerily quiet, only the sound of heavy breathing coming from the man towering above you, smiling at you in a perverse way that leaves your bottom lip quivering. His watchful and protective gaze doesn't falter, he has security cameras installed inside the basement to eye you up and jerk himself off to the sight of your fear, riling himself up with his fantasies and the way he yearns for control. Something about raping his sweet victim entices König, encourages him until he can't control his frustration and resist the need to claim ownership over his captive.

“Quit your crying, Liebling. I know for a fact you can take this. Now, hush and obey.” König grinds his teeth together at your behaviour, how you wriggle through the splitting agony between your soft legs.

Your hands are pinned down to the metal table, your legs dangling off and pressed to your chest, with a ball gag silencing your loud squeals and pleas. The blood running down your thighs stains his hands, and although shame leaves König horrified as he brutalises his sweet girl, he can't control himself. His thrusts only quicken, with his swollen and bulbous cock swelling inside of your pussy, sore cunt. Arousal leaves König's core tight as he feels himself lose control inside of the warmth of your little pussy, ignoring how glossy your loveable eyes have become from his cruelty.

You can feel the tip press against your sweet spot, causing moans to flow from your mouth loudly. Shame fills you, disgust and guilt leaves you overwhelmed. Feeling aroused by your assault leaves your stomach churning, nausea leaving you light-headed, the blinding light above you worsening your throbbing headache. He runs his soft lips down your neck, licking up your jaw to your eye, cleaning your face from your tears. His teeth nip your bare skin, staining it with his sinful and lewd touch.

Truthfully, König hates seeing you in so much pain, but the sight of your terror arouses him in shameful, taboo ways he can't explain.

“Take every inch. I know your pussy can take it, even if you hate every second of it.”

[01zfan]

necklace | p. wb

wonbin x fem reader | 2.3k words

contains: friends with benefits, mutual pining, fwb, a little crying.

“can you hold my hand?” you whimper to his necklace. 

you could never bring yourself to request such intimate things to wonbin’s face. you had come to terms with the fact that everything you did with wonbin was strictly business. you both met up with the mission to only make the other feel good, and then not speak until someone’s service was requested again. it was an ideal situation most of the time, you believed that you didn’t need something romantic.

you were also sure at the time you started your arrangement wonbin was seeing half of the girls on campus and had the other half chasing after him. your mutually beneficial situation happened randomly too, wonbin coming to you at a frat party. out of the crowd of pretty faces surrounding him, he came to you.

you would’ve never thought that him asking for your name would lead to you two dry humping on a secluded couch while the party raged on downstairs. bass from the music shook your skull as wonbin’s soft hands guiding you in a makeout session. it was passionate, biting lips and teeth clashing. you were basically fucking him on the couch as he kissed you, rubbing against his thigh that had slotted between your legs. you whimpered into his mouth as he kissed you when he’d purposely flex his leg for you.

he had you pent up to say the least, getting off without him having to stick a hand in your pants. you thought the fleeting looks was delusion, your mind making things up to spice up your mundane life. but you found out it was real and it was in front of you, and apparently it was in your face the whole time. wonbin moaned into your mouth about your beauty and talked about your body in between kisses. he sucked on your skin asking you why you were the one person to never give him what he wanted. unbeknownst to you he came in his jeans seeing you get high off of him. when your knee rested on his crotch he didn’t stand a chance.

that night set the dynamic for your relationship. you thought it was a one time thing until you got a message request on instagram from someone you didn’t follow. it was wonbin, asking for your number. you didn’t ask how he found you, or why he was thinking of you in the daytime. you only answered his question, giving him your contact information a little too quickly. you met him again and he fucked you properly in his dorm. you didn’t know anything else but his touch by the time you left his room, and when you were stressed about a paper you did the same to him. you rode his dick until he was a mess underneath you, nothing like the nonchalant man you saw walking around campus. 

the arrangement was ideal, but you caught yourself thinking about wonbin and what he was like outside the bedroom. you didn’t think you would catch feelings. you blame it on his awful habit of kissing your cheeks sweetly while he was buried deep inside of you, or cooing to you affectionately and grabbing your hands when he’d slide in. it was better when he would fuck you senselessly into the mattress and you would sneak away when he went to the bathroom to clean himself up. that’s how it was in the beginning. after the act it was always like the veil was lifted and the intimacy was sucked out of the room. but over time something changed. you still remember the night when wonbin’s hand went to your balled up fist instead of your chest. even in your state of bliss you opened your eyes in confusion. all wonbin had to do was whimper a please and you opened up your hand to intertwine with his. after that night, something shifted. he used his lips for more than just pressing to your heat or neck, he would kiss you with a purpose and kiss your cheeks sweetly. you tried ignoring the way your heart would jump into your throat when he’d kiss your knuckles, or when he’d smile at you as you brushed his hair out of the way. but over time, you felt your heart was missing something. a different fire burned inside of you when you thought about wonbin walking with you to class, or hearing him call you his girlfriend. it was a fire that could only be temporarily quelled by crumbs of intimacy during sex. 

naturally, you panicked. you made a bet with yourself to not reach out to him for a week, maybe no contact would cease the feelings. when he’d ask what your plans were for the weekend you’d say study and when he texted you before midnight you’d suddenly be on do not disturb. it only lasted until the next frat party you attended, basically after being dragged there by friends. the wonbin who was usually surrounded by girls was only with his friends, looking expectantly at the door like he was waiting for someone to arrive. you tried to avoid his smile the whole night but you folded. you let him take your hand as he lead you up the stairs. you were able to atleast pretend like you didn’t hear him over the music when he told you how much he missed you.

you thought that being apart from him for so long his affection regarding sex would diminish. but he kissed your face just as lovingly as he did the last time. wonbin did it all except hold your hand. you felt like something was missing if you couldn’t feel the pads of his fingers graze your palm, or feeling his grip on your hand as he came inside of you. you needed it, you needed him. you needed him outside of the bedroom and before the sun fell down. you couldn’t admit it, you had an intense fear of his eyes and how they alwats coaxed confessions out of you. so you looked at the necklace that dangled above your head as wonbin fucked you. it was silver and always adorned his pretty neck. you told yourself it was a gift from a previous lover. it served as a reminder that you were not wonbin’s and he was not yours. it put you in your place, stopped you from being delusional and imagining a romantic future with him.

wonbin was one step ahead of you, first using his hand to cover your balled up fist. it was just like the first time, and you could feel yourself swooning again. you slowly opened your hand up for him and he clutched it urgently, squeezing. you squeezed back, tears almost prickled your vision at wonbin tending to you so quickly. you thought about the awkward tension that would fall on you two after the fact. maybe this would be the last time, for your own sanity. it takes all your courage to move your gaze up to wonbin’s face. 

he looks at your cute expression, pouty lips and furrowed eyebrows. wonbin can’t control himself when he bends down to kiss your forehead. he swears he can see your eyes get a little watery. he tells himself they’re glazing over because you were close to your peak. wonbin still couldn’t comprehend why you were so distant. he thought he was lacking as a lover, but the way you clenched around him told him otherwise. then it came to him suddenly, almost knocking him off his feet. he wasn’t someone you wanted to be with. wonbin was truly only the late night booty call, a placeholder for when you inevitably find someone you want to spend time with. wonbin was surprised you hadn’t found the man yet. he was surprised when you let him talk to you that first night you hooked up. you had never given him the time of day in class. wonbin could never tell you he had to hype himself up for weeks to approach you at that party. the whole night he was scared you would press a hand to his chest and feel his heart racing. but he got you, and was able to continue getting you. he wanted to see you, but that was something you kept depriving him of. he invited you to outings, trying to hide them under the guise of sex. what he actually wanted to do was take you to the new cafe that opened. if he got to end the night hearing you moan his name that was a bonus, not a requirement. you won each time. he was scared that he would never see you again, never knowing what he did wrong until he saw you come into the frat. you went back to the way you were before the arrangement, not giving him the time of day. wonbin was able to get you to extend your hand towards him and he felt alive. wonbin didn’t want to let you go, thats why he kept his grip on your hand as he hoists one of your legs over his shoulder. he gets to hear you moan and wonbin changes from the faster pace to slow and hard.

“you don’t have to ask,” wonbin says. “you’re so cute when you’re shy.”

he has to tease you to keep his composure. underneath all the jokes is the desperate need for him to call you cute everyday. to be able to hold your hand outside of the bedsheets. to walk around with you and see you in the daytime.

he notices your eyes go from his face back to his necklace. the piece of jewelry jumps up from his skin with each hard thrust. he feels the nails of your other hand dig into his body. wonbin can only tolerate pain when it’s you administering it. wonbin’s friends call him a masochist, constantly pining after you despite your arrangement. his growing need for something more than sex ate him alive. he wants to see you outside of the confines of the bedroom and he wants to kiss you when there’s other people around. but he settles for fucking you senseless every night you ask him to, because he’s nothing if not an optimist. maybe if he hit that spot deep within you enough times you would let him take you on a date. having sex with you didn’t help with his delusions. the way you looked at him in the eyes always made him run off at the mouth and your whines gave him confidence. this was an extremely dangerous combination. that’s why when he changed positions to holding your thighs to your stomach to fuck deep inside of you he started confessing everything.

“when are you gonna let me be your boyfriend, baby?” wonbin said. 

he could see the sweat falling from his hair to drop on your chest. it made him feel crazy anytime something from him became a part of you.

“w-what?” you could barely speak, pleasure taking over everything. 

wonbin couldn’t stop a moan from coming out. he leaned forward, using his body to push your thighs so he could hold your hand above your head. he watched your eyes go back to his necklace. it was so close to your face it rested on your lips, leaping to your nose with each thrust you took. wonbin brought shaky breaths and broken sentences of love confessions to your ear.

“i love fucking you,” wonbin said “but i want more. i guess i’m selfish.”

wonbin started picking up his thrusts, grinding into you a little more to really show he was sincere. he wasn’t sure if you were clenching around his words or his actions, but you were getting close. he quickly changed the position, making your ankles touch behind his head. he knew you liked it from the back, especially when h’ed push your ass super close to the bed. but he had to see your face, he had to look at your eyes flicker through every emotion as your mind slowly comprehended what he was begging for. your poor mind was short circuiting off pleasure while trying to come to terms that your pining was mutual.

“let me take you out on a date.” wonbin says. his mind is going haywire too.

“i like you.” you say. 

it comes out rushed and the words are bunched together but wonbin understands you perfectly. he kisses the beck of your hand.

“i like you too, baby” wonbin says back. 

you moan again, even louder. between your confession, the sound of your thighs slapping against his body, and the way you convusle around him wonbin knows he won’t last much longer.

“call me your girlfriend.” you say, nearly in tears. 

wonbin picks up his speed.

“can i cum in my pretty girlfriend’s pussy?” wonbin laughs. he can’t stop the smile from spreading across his lips. he’s on cloud nine, especially when you moan and nod your head.

“yes. please.” you whine. 

the tears slip out from your eyes, everything is just too much. wonbin lets your legs fall from his shoulders so he can cum inside of you as you both are pressed together. he doesn’t let go of your hand, even when he lets go deep inside of you. he can’t stop tears from coming out either. you grip his hand tighter even after you’re done clamping around him. you pull wonbin close with your other arm. you two stay like that, clammy and in eachother’s arms. neither of you want to separate and both of you are nervous that the other one may have been just saying things in the heat of the moment. in the crook of your neck, wonbin kisses you.

“am i your boyfriend now?” he asks into your shoulder.

you giggle at your boyfriend trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. you give him an answer in the form of a kiss and staying the night instead of sneaking away to your own dorm. your verbal answer comes the next day. you’re wearing his shirt and a pair of his pajama bottoms when you come downstairs to see his friends cleaning the frat house from the nigh before. they look at you with wide eyes, laughing when they see wonbin trailing behind you on the stairs.

“i guess this means you two are official now?” someone asks. 

“he’ll have to take me out on a date first, then we will see.” you say.

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[airbendertendou]

you are in love! ♥︎

synopsis : various best friend!characters realizing they like you a lil more when they should  [including bonten!sanzu, draken, senju, izana, aiura, saiki, satan, leon kennedy, and tamaki suoh.]

no pronouns used / gender neutral ; [name] used in place of y/n ; reader makes filipino food in izanas, im not from the philippines so pls don’t expect it to b accurate ; friends w benefits situation in satans ; reader dresses as sophie in tamakis but w pants and a shirt instead of a dress

song inspo ; you are in love by taylor swift 

if you have a blank blog [no bio, no user, no header or profile pic, nothing reblogged, etc] do not interact with my content. you will be blocked. 

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SANZU ♥︎

“big, scary bonten man,” you mumble to yourself. sanzu peaks at you over his shoulder as he cleans his gun, eyes narrowing at your tone. “never mean around me though, hm?”

he pauses, head tilting and pink hair following with it. you scoot further up the bed, laying against his pillows as he thinks. “i’m nice to mikey.”

“…that’s your boss.”

sanzu makes a show of rolling his eyes as he clicks his gun back together, satisfied with its new shine. “do you want me to be mean to you or somethin’?”

“why not?” you speak with a grin. the edge of the bed lifts as he stands, putting all his weapons away. sanzu pauses at your words, scrunching his nose in confusion. “definitely don’t look so mean ‘nd scary.”

huffing, he settles back on the bed, still sitting on the edge but a little closer this time. “i kill people, [name]. that’s pretty scary.”

you shrug, sitting up. your feet knock against his knees at the movement. “c’mon, haru,” you tilt your head back so that your neck is fully accessible, “do your worst.”

the room stills and you’re afraid you’ve pushed too far — afraid he might actually take you up on the offer. but something soft is pressed to the left side of your neck within the next second, lifting and latching onto different spots.

you gulp, feeling his responding grin against the middle of your throat.

the right side is given attention now, multiple kisses being scattered randomly. sanzu lifts his lips once more and places them on the base of your neck, his tongue and teeth making an appearance—

“ow, fucker!” you pull away from his touch with a scowl, your hand covering the new bite mark you’ve been gifted with. haru is grinning widely, teeth flashing in the light — you’re surprised you don’t see blood hanging on them. “didn’t have to bite me, haru.”

he shrugs, “wasn’t even my worst.”

you eye him, slowly dropping your hand from your sore and pulsating neck. “i feel sorry for your one night stands, then.”

sanzu hums, his right hand sliding closer to your hip and his body following until you’re face to face. it makes your cheeks heat ; makes you focus on the movement of his lips as he grins. “they won’t matter much anymore, anyways. have someone new i’m seeing.”

“oh yeah?”

“yeah,” his lips brush against your neck once more. sanzu tugs at your waist, bringing you closer to him as his voice softens into a whisper and settles against your ear. “if you’ll have me.”

DRAKEN ♥︎

a towel is handed to you, followed by a hoodie you know isn’t yours. draken’s cheeks flush,��“in case you get cold.”

with an awkward wave, he leaves you alone. the shower you take is needed, warming you up and calming you down at the same time. no matter how long you’d known him, it was still the first time you’d be with draken all night.

the rainstorm appeared suddenly and disappeared as abruptly. it’d drenched you just as you and draken left the cafe you met at. his place was closer, he’d said, and he asked so quietly for you not to say anything. 

it was weird until you got to his place — a brothel.

“alright in there, cutie?” you’d just stepped out of the shower when the voice followed you through the walls. “ken asked me to check on you.”

they were sweet, the women that surrounded draken. they made sure you weren’t hungry ; didn’t need any refreshments or anything as they led you to draken’s room. “have a nice night!” they leave with a giggle.

draken eyes the smile you’re wearing as you tug his hoodie comfortably around your neck. “somethin’ happen?”

“they’re nice,” is all you say in response. his cheeks heat up once more as he turns away from you, body stiffening. “are you ready for bed?”

“oh—“ he clears his throat and shuffles where he stands. “you can take the bed. i’ll have the floor.”

you shake your head, pulling the blanket back and patting the bed. “i don’t mind sharing. right or left side?”

that’s how you end up face to face with draken, staring absently into the dark as your combined body heat warms the comforter. you can feel and hear him let out a sigh, “you okay? all comfy?”

“yeah,” your voice is embarrassingly breathy. he lets out another huff before an arm is wrapped around your waist, pulling you to his chest. “oh— that’’s better, actually.”

draken lets out a laugh, “m’glad. goodnight, [name].” 

SENJU ♥︎

“on the count of three!” senju jumps out of the dressing room adjacent to yours. she pauses, wobbling where she stands before straightening up. her head tilts, “it’s... something, alright!”

you pause, “you hate it.”

“...a little.” senju struts off, grabbing two of everything that catches her eye. she looks over the cloth she’s picked out, nodding in approval. “here,” she stuffs the fabric into your arms, “try this instead.”

you take a bit to figure out what she’d even brought to you — figuring which was the top and which the bottom — struggling to squeeze yourself in. once situated and comfortable, you gaze into the mirror.

it’s cute, watch senju told you to wear. the color is nice and balances your skin out, brightening it and making it glow. the bottoms fit your legs nicely, shaping and enlongating them. you hum in satisfaction, peeking out of the dressing room to see if senju’s done.

“[name]! let me see your outfit!” senju spots you right away. she gestures for you to join her enthusiastically. you open the door fully, scooting out until you’re face to face with her.

you hold out your arms nonchalantly, “ta-da.”

her eyes widen, mouth falling open ever so slightly. snapping it closed, she gulps, looking away before her cheeks turned color. you tilt your head, “senju?”

“yeah,” her voice cracks. the outfit she’s wearing is the same as yours — a matching moment, she went with. senju giggles nervously, “yeah. you look... pretty.”

prettier than she’d ever tell you.

IZANA ♥︎

the smell of lumpia and fried chicken coats the room around you. ran had just rinsed the rice, moving to mix together the rice noodles and shrimp for the palabok. kakucho is to his left, slicing boiled eggs so they could go on top.

you let out a sigh, nodding your head at the impressive menu you’d whiped together. filipino food was a little out of your comfort zone, an unkown taste to you. however, today was an important day — a special one. the oven dings, indicating the cake you’d made was finished. 

fresh out of the oven, the simplistic chocolate cake looks and smells delicious. you slap your hands together, “jus’ needs to cool down and we’re ready to go!”

the front door opens suddenly, rindou’s voice calling out a warning as he enters. shion is right behind him, pink-faced and sheepish as izana steps in, hands crossed over his chest. he raises and eyebrow, “what’s this?” 

“uh—“ kakucho adjusts the apron he’s wearing. it matches the one you’re wearing — ran refused one. he looks around, “surprise?”

“rindou! you were supposed to keep him busy!”

the blond shrugs, “he got bored.”

you sigh, closing your eyes as the food you’ve made is thoroughly examined. izana meets your gaze and raises his eyebrow in question once again. “it was supposed to be a birthday surprise.”

“...it’s filipino food.”

“yeah,” you wring your hands nervously. “you haven’t had it in a while, so i thought i’d try making it.”

izana looks over the food again, stealing a bite here and there as he goes. his eyes close ; his chest expanding with the comfort the familiar dishes bring. when his eyes open, they’re brighter ; more tender than what you’re used to seeing. 

your left hand is raised, a kiss being placed on your knuckles as izana pulls you close. “thank you, [name]. this means a lot.”

you grin, “happy birthday, z.”

AIURA ♥︎

in the morning, right after she does her makeup and before her uniform is on, aiura looks to her crystal ball for guidance. just a way to know things will be okay ; the day won’t be weird.

through the crystalline sphere, she sees her hand clasped in someone else’s. giddy, aiura believes this means she’s found her chosen one. the one made for her ; the one who will love her endlessly.

“—has to be the one!” she’s ranting to an unlistening saiki, rambling about her peek into the future. kaidou slips from leaning against her desk at her words. aiura sighs happily, “i can’t wait to meet them.”

a faceless classmate interupts the moment. “some idiots are fighting outside.”

you go to look — aiura can’t even remember when you came into the room. you rub your eyes tiredly before they widen dramatically. “that’s our idiot! aren’s out there!”

people flood outside, pouring out to help their beaten and bruised classmate. aiura is frozen in her seat — how did she not see this? how did a fight just miraculously break out?

a touch breaks her out of her thoughts. you’re holding her hand — frowning and ranting as you lead her outside. aiura’s face heats — you’re her chosen one? her one and only happiness? 

she gulps as she looks up to your face. this changes things. 

SAIKI ♥︎

the day starts normally. kaidou tells saiki he’d spent the night fighting agianst the dark reunion — he was studying all night. kuboyasu fought the urge to threaten an older boy in the school — just barely. nendou had already asked to eat ramen — they’d just gotten to school. 

saiki let out a sigh, eyes staring at the board in front of him. aiura had bought a new perfume that was clouding his nose, his thoughts — everything. she leans her head to the right so that she could meet his gaze. “what do you think, saiki?”

she’s met with silence. the chair behind him creaks as you sit down, a small laugh being let out as you do. aiura pouts your way, “[name], saiki’s ignoring me!”

you tap saiki’s shoulder lightly, just a brush of a touch, before turning to the blond. “don’t take it personal, aiura. you can just ask me what you want.”

“an angel,” she beams at you. aiura turns to face you fully, scrunching her nose at saiki as she goes. “i got some new perfume and nail polish recently,” she flashes her fingers at you. “cute, right?” 

you lean in closer, chin barely brushing against saiki’s shoulder as you go. you let out a small oooh! at the sigh of her glitzed up nails. “super cute, actually!”

she squints, leaning in a little closer as she does. “you’re wearing a new eyeshadow, aren’t you?”

“i am!” you close your eyes completely, relaxing your face so she can see the color. “like it?”

“looks... familiar for some reason.”

saiki peers at you sneakily from over his shoulder, only looking at you from the corner of his eye. he whips his head around before anyone can see. it is familiar — it’s his exact eye color. it takes everything in saiki to not light up in flames at the thought.

SATAN ♥︎

you had been an acquaintance of satan for months now. he’d come to you when he felt upset ; when the only feeling he could name was rage. when the world was burning and erupting inside of him, boiling and spilling out of his seams. he often took his anger out on you — with your consent, of course. he’s bruise you, scratch you and leave his mark lingering in any way he could.

today, though… today was the opposite. there was an emptiness inside of him ; a devoid and barren system that left him feeling nothing.

satan came to you, straggling and stone-faced as he locked his fingers into yours. you’d gotten close during your times together ; he knew every sigh you made and every face you held. you did the same to him ; made him feel comfort and freedom in ways he couldn’t around his brothers. that’s why he usually came to you when any feeling hit — you didn’t feel suffocating the way the house of lamentation always did.

“you okay?” you’re on his lap somehow, thighs sandwiching his own as his fingers dig into your hips. you brush his hair out of his eyes, “satan?”

he lets out a hum. you jostle slightly, hips meeting his torso — satan let’s out a small groan and let’s his forehead fall to your shoulder. “need me to help you relax?”

it starts off slow, your kissing. the usual upkeep is messy ; tangled and rushed as your clothes are ripped away and your bodies pressed tightly. this time, satan is careful to turn your head the way he wants it to, his hands on your cheekbones and guiding your head left and right.

you’ve just unbuttoned his shirt when you feel it. tears, dripping down your own cheeks. you pause, pulling away and letting your hands lift from his shoulders and settle on his cheeks. you tilt your head, “satan?”

his fingertips welted into your back, molding themselves onto either side of your spine like a pair of faded wings. satan breathes in, his chest stuttering with the feeling. he sniffs, nose and eyebrows curving in confusion as he pulls further away from you. “what’s going on?”

“you’re crying.” you wipe underneath his eyes gently, frown on your kissed, puffy lips. “why are you crying? what’s wrong?”

“i… i’m not sure,” his lower lip trembles. satan falls deeper into your hold, his arms looping around your waist and pulling you closer to him. “feeling too much.”

his fingers dip underneath your shirt, and pull it up until you’re bare and exposed. satan smiles tenderly and you grin back, your own hands crawling up his exposed chest. “sure you’re okay?”

“good with you,” it’s murmured against your neck. satan sniffs again before nipping at your throat, opened mouth kisses trailing down to your sternum. “always good with you.”

LEON S. KENNEDY ♥︎

the bar you’ve found yourself at is starting to get boring. you leave after waving eagerly to your friends, shuffling on the sidewalk as you awkwardly pull your phone from its safe spot. a text from leon catches your eye — a mere thumbs up to the long paragraphs you’d sent his way. you scowl only to realize you’re closer to his apartment than you thought.

he wasn’t asleep — he never slept well — but he wasn’t fully awake either. hearing a tap on his door was strange, but leon let it be, assuming his neighbors had hit the wall on their way in.

until a long, drawn out whine of his name flew through the room.

swaying in his doorway was you ; eyes half-lided and your shirt falling down your shoulder. you grin his way, “hi, lee!”

“[name]. why’re you here?” he sounds gruff ; annoyed with the way you seem to always show up at his door. you know he isn’t, though, used to the tone his voice holds. leon holds his door open as you stagger inside, “been drinkin’ again?”

“mm,” you flop onto his couch, “birthday party. got bored. remembered you jus’ came home.”

leon quietly places your shoes by the door and grabs a blanket while you yawn. “missed me then?”

you let out another hum, pulling the blanket he’d given you further up your shoulders. slowly, your eyes peel open and you smile at him softly. “always miss you when you’re gone, lee. like when you’re home.”

home wasn’t something leon remembers. he moved around a lot now, going from city to city for his government affiliated job. home meant the presence of care ; of warmth. leon’s bare, empty apartment held nothing like that. crystal eyes fell to you when you let out a small hiccup, sagging to the right until your head fell on his shoulder.

“m’home for now, [name].”

TAMAKI ♥︎

haruhi adjusts the hat you’re wearing, making sure the blue blouse you’re wearing is tucked in properly. you shuffle in your spot nervously, fingers picking at your cuticles as she nods to herself. her eyes meet yours, “you’ll do fine, [name].”

“says you,” you frown. you stretch the neck of your blouse and clear your throat. “you guys are used to this stuff.”

haruhi swats your hands away, grabbing them in her own. “you will do fine. c’mon, it’s time to start.”

“welcome!”

tamaki doesn’t have time to speak to you ; doesn’t have time to admire the outfit you’re wearing before they’re greeting guests. his eyes stray to you again and again, his attention on you and not the guests who surround him. you go to every table, dropping off sweet treats and teacups as you go.

“—lly cute.” a girl is saying to him. tamaki blinks back into reality as his shoulder is touched. “right, tamaki?”

“could you repeat that, princess?”

her cheeks flare a bright pink as she straightens up in her seat. “i said you and [name] match. howl and sophie, right? it’s really cute.”

tamaki’s eyes find you again as you drop slices of cake off at the twins’ table. they giggle with you, tugging on your hat playfully before you leave. “we do match, don’t we?”

orchid eyes stay focused on you for the rest of the day. even after the club’s activities are over, and you’re helping clean up — he still stares. you finally look back, placing your hat on a table as you go. “yes, tamaki? you’ve been staring.”

“we’re sophie and howl,” his voice is light, faraway as he speaks. “did you notice?”

“only after i saw you.” you smile gently, watching kyoya tally up any and every cost. “a nice surprise for us both, i suppose.”

tamaki stares at your reflection in the window in front of him, eyeing the way you portray your chosen characters. his cheeks barely heat, but he still feels like it’s obvious to everyone. haruhi meets his flustered gaze and grins.

——♥︎—— i know nothing abt cooking n even less abt filipino food so i hope izanas was okay </3 hope they were all okay tbh

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