#and I couldn't understand why you'd be on a date w someone if marriage wasn't the intent

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

Since kisaki is an Aquarius maybe him with a intovert fem Sagittarius who is an inexperienced virgin?

Soulmate au

Maybe arranged Marriage

He genuinely loves her

Fluff to nsfw

It can be as filthy as you want

A/N ::: Oh-Kay!! This had to be modified because I'm an idiot who takes on too much sometimes and then has to disappoint people who don't deserve to be disappointed.

This has been shortened to this:

soul mate au and only the reader is a Sagittarius

Can it still be fluff to nsfw with a virgin fem reader plz

And now it's over 6 pages. I said the ask has been shortened. Not the actual written thing.

C/W ::: Kisaki x Sagittarius Virgin F.reader, soft kisaki, stalking (but not harmful), sweet fluffy getting to know you stuff. NSFW stuff will be out at a later date TBD.

PART I

Kisaki did not believe in soul mates until he saw you across the street that day. You consumed his thoughts no matter how hard he tried to fight them off. Never had he been so obsessed with someone he knew so little about.

But all that was about to change. He was going to learn everything he could about you. Your likes. Dislikes. Favorite ice cream. Tea. What drink do you have on your nightstand when you go to bed. What side of the bed do you sleep on?

He would learn it all.

And when he had learned everything there was to know about you - or whatever he deemed an acceptable amount of knowledge, he would make his move.

He followed you everywhere, from the coffee shop where you worked, to the park where you liked to take walks. He watched you from a distance, waiting for the perfect moment to approach you.

He was always careful not to scare you. He didn't want you to be afraid of him. He just wanted you to see how special you were. How much you meant to him.

He knew he needed to be patient.

You saw him. He knew you saw him and you're pretty sure that he knew that you knew that he knew(??). It did not deter him in the slightest. If anything, it only fueled his need to get closer to you and get to know you that much faster.

It wasn't until one rainy afternoon at the park that he finally got up the nerve to approach you. He was sitting on a bench, watching as you walked up and down the trail with your umbrella in hand.

You looked so beautiful, even in the rain. He couldn't wait any longer. He stood up and approached you, his heart racing.

"Hello," he said, trying his best to sound calm and collected.

"Hi," you replied, looking at him curiously.

"I'm Kisaki." He held out his hand for you to shake, which you took. "I've seen you around here before, and I just thought we could..."

"We could what?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Talk. Get to know each other. I'm sure you've seen me before, too."

You nodded.

"I have," you said. "A lot, actually. You're out here almost more than I am. Do you work around here or live nearby?" You were so confident in your questions. He had no idea you would be this forward.

He'd painted a vague picture in his head of what you'd be like and so far, he was 99% off the mark. You were so much more than he imagined.

"No," he replied. "I'm a student at the university nearby. I'm studying business. But I don't really care about it. I just needed something to do while I figure out what I want to do with my life."

You chuckled.

"That's understandable," you said. "What are you doing in the meantime? Besides following me around and scaring me a little bit."

Kisaki's face flushed red.

"I wasn't trying to scare you," he said quickly. "I just... wanted - want to get to know you. That's all. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I didn't mean to."

You looked at him for a moment, as if trying to read his mind.

"It's ok," you said finally. "I'm not mad at you or anything. Just curious why you chose me out of everyone in the city to stalk. Do you know how many people you could be following instead?"

Kisaki shrugged.

"It doesn't matter," he said. "You're the only one I want to follow."

You blinked, taken aback by his honesty. "Ex- sorry, what? So you admit you're following me, then."

He rubbed his hand over the length of his face, "Fffuuh- No! I mean, yeah, but not like that!"

You laughed.

"I'm just teasing you, Kisaki. Relax. I'm not mad."

"I just wanted to know you, that's all. I don't know why. But you seem so interesting and ... and I just had to talk to you."

Your cheeks turned a rosy pink.

"Oh, well," you said, suddenly feeling shy. "Thank you."

You looked down at your shoes, biting your lip.

"You're welcome," he said, smiling at you. "I know I can be a bit strange, but I hope you'll give me a chance."

"I already have."

The rain began to fall harder and the wind picked up. Your umbrella was ripped from your hands and began to skip across the park.

"My umbrella!" You yelled. But Kisaki had already begun chasing after it. And what a sight to see. He was zigzagging all over the place. It reminded you of trying to chase a receipt on a dry/windy day. That's nearly impossible to do.

He caught up to it and brought it back to you.

"Here," he said, handing it to you.

You took it from him and blushed a little. "Th-ank you, Kisaki."

"Your umbrella. The design on the outside of it, are you a Sagittarius?" He pointed vaguely with his finger at the umbrella over your head.

You put your hand on your hip, smiling at him. Impressed with the simple but telling piece of information he caught about your from just your umbrella. "I, yeah. I am. Are you into zodiac stuff?"

He smiled, his eyes glinting in the rain. "Not before now." He said, hoping he was earning some bonus points with you. If only he knew how much you loved your silly little umbrella. Major points have been earned today.

The eye contact between you two was becoming almost too much for you to bear so you broke away and thanked him again.

"Anytime."

You stood there for a moment, staring at each other, despite the awkwardness that loomed before this brief period.

"Well, I should probably head home before this rain gets worse," you said, looking up at the sky. "I presume I'll see you at the same places and times tomorrow, yes?"

Kisaki nodded, feeling embarrassed. How he thought you hadn't noticed him skulking around was nothing short of idiotic. He's not the only one in the world with observation skills.

He was impressed with how gracious you were about it. After all, he was, for all intents and purposes, stalking you. But his intentions were pure.

***********

The next day he was waiting for you where you went for your short morning walk with 2 drinks in hand. "Good morning ... I didn't catch your name yesterday?"

You waved and stopped just in front of him. "y/n," you replied. "Nice to officially meet you, Kisaki."

"Likewise, y/n." He held out a coffee cup. "Caramel latte with whip."

You took the coffee cup and walked to the garbage and threw it away.

"What are you ...?!"

"If you think I'm going to drink anything my stalker brings me, you're out of your mind, Kisaki. Think about it. I know you'll come to understand." You laughed and pushed him playfully.

He tilted his head to the side like a confused little puppy and you could pinpoint the moment his eyes lit up when he'd deciphered your reasoning. "Oh, god. I apologize. May I walk you to the coffee shop and pay for a drink that you order?"

"Yes, you may, Kisaki. Thank you."

As you walked to the coffee shop, you couldn't help but notice how well Kisaki seemed to fit into your life. You didn't even know him that well, and yet you felt like you had known him forever. It made you feel crazy for even feeling like this about a near total stranger.

"So," he began, "Your umbrella last night. It was pretty neat. Do you believe in that stuff?"

"Astrology? Yeah, I do. It's really interesting to me. Do you?"

"Not really. But I'm starting to learn. It's interesting what you can learn from a few little details about someone else."

"Do you know what sign you are? That's usually the first thing people look up about themselves."

He shook his head, "No. I didn't think to do that. I was so engrossed reading about you- um! Well, yes. I was reading about female Sagittarius. Pretty late into the night, actually. You seem like a fascinating person to me. So independent and confident. I'm a bit in awe of you, to be honest."

You blushed and looked away. "Thank you, Kisaki. That's sweet of you to say. Would you like me to look up your sign for you? Just for fun?"

He nodded.

You pulled up your phone and began typing away, finding his birthday and then looking up his astrological sign.

"Oh, wow. You're an Aquarius. That's interesting. You'll mesh really well with my sign. That's always a good sign." You watched him, waiting to see if he would catch the dumb little joke.

Kisaki blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Thank you. And cute ... Cute play on words there, y/n.

The two of you walked around until you had to get to work and he had to get to class.

"Well, this is me," you said, pointing to the coffee shop.

"Can I see you later? Maybe we can grab some dinner or something?" Kisaki asked, feeling a little nervous.

"Yes, I think I'd like that. See you later, Kisaki."

You couldn't deny the attraction you were feeling toward him. He was kind and funny and very handsome.

*********

Later that night, he took you to a nice restaurant and ordered a bottle of wine for the two of you.

"Wow," you said, looking at the label. "This looks expensive."

"It's ok," he said, pouring you a glass. "I just wanted to treat you. You deserve it."

You took a sip of your wine and smiled. "This is delicious. Thank you, Kisaki."

"You're welcome. So, tell me. What else do you like to do besides read about astrology and stalk around in the park?"

You nearly choked on your wine. "Sorry! You're saying I'm the one who's done the stalking up to this point?? I don't know whether to laugh or run from you right now!"

Kisaki's eyes widened, "No! I didn't mean it like that! I just meant that I've never seen anyone else in the park like that." He put his head in his hands. "Shit, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it li-" he began to spiral into an apology.

All the while you had a smirk on your face. It was just in your nature to be sly and manipulate words so people had to think a little bit hard when they were talking with you. When he finally looked up at you, a wave of relief washed over him and he was able to laugh with you about the whole thing.

You reached out and grabbed his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I'm just teasing, Kisaki. I like to go to the library and read, listen to music, and as I'm sure you know by now, I like to walk. I also really enjoy writing. Not like poetry or anything, just like writing down my thoughts and stuff."

He nodded, listening intently. "That sounds really interesting. Have you ever thought about going to school for writing? Or maybe even publishing some of your works?"

You shrugged. "Maybe one day. But I'm not in a rush or anything."

"Fair enough. Can I ask you something a little more personal? It's totally okay if you don't want to answer or if you don't feel comfortable. I just am really curious and I hope you'll forgive my forwardness."

"Ok," you said, feeling a little nervous. "What would you like to know?"

"Have you ever been with anyone before? Romantically, I mean. Like, have you ever had a boyfriend or anything like that?"

You blushed. "No, I haven't. I've never really been interested in anyone before."

Kisaki raised an eyebrow, "Really? Never? How is that possible?"

You looked down at your plate, suddenly feeling self-conscious. "Well, I guess ... I guess I just have had my head down mostly. I see people and I'm attracted to them, but I never get into it more than that. Why do you ask?"

Kisaki shrugged, "Just curious. And if I'm being honest, I've not been in a lot of relationships, either. I guess you could say I'm a bit shy when it comes to that sort of thing. That and a lot of the gir- er, women I know, say I'm an asshole. But I don't see it." He laughed at his own joke.

"I don't think you're an asshole, Kisaki. You've been very sweet and understanding so far. And you're not bad looking, either. If I had to guess, I'd say you're a good catch for someone."

He smiled, blushing again. "Thank you, y/n. You're very kind."

You finished your meal and he paid the bill. As you were getting up to leave, he grabbed your hand and pulled you aside.

"Can I ask you another question?"

You nodded, "Sure."

"Would you ... Would you be interested in letting me show you how much I ... um, well, how much I'm interested in you? I don't want to rush you into anything. But I want your number and I'd like to take you out again, s-sometime? Maybe this weekend if you're free? I know I'm moving kind of fast, but I don't want to lose you."

You looked at him, stunned.

"I don't want to rush into anything either, Kisaki. But I'm not opposed to going out with you again. That sounds nice."

He sighed with relief. "Oh, thank god. I was so worried you were going to say no. But I didn't want to let you go without at least trying."

You smiled. "Don't worry, Kisaki. I won't go anywhere."

He took your number and gave you his, and the two of you said goodbye. As you walked home that night, you couldn't help but think about how strange the circumstances were in which you met Kisaki. "I guess it'll make for an interesting story if nothing else," you said to yourself.

**** WEEKS LATER ****

You and Kisaki have been dating for a few weeks now and every time you see him it's like you're learning more about yourself than you are him. He brings out a side of you that no one has ever even tapped into.

It's exciting to you. It's scary. But most importantly, it's fun.

"So, are you going to finally show me that writing you're always telling me about?" Kisaki asked, as he walked into your apartment.

"I guess you've earned that right," you said, handing him a stack of papers.

He sat down on the couch and started reading, his face lighting up with excitement and wonder. "Y/n, this is amazing." He continued reading over the pages. "I mean, really, really good. I love you-" Kisaki froze in place. "N-w-so, - Sorry. What I meant to say was I love IT. Your writing. I love your writing.

You looked at him, trying to gauge how you should respond. "Kisaki ... you don't have to be embarrassed. I know you like me."

He gulped. "I-I do? I mean, I do. I really do. I'm sorry, I don't want to move too fast or anything."

You smiled and sat down next to him on the couch. "Kisaki, it's ok. I'm not mad. I love your writing, too."

Kisaki's eyes lit up. "Really? You do? I mean, I know I've been talking about you like crazy and everything, but I never thought you'd actually feel the same way."

You nodded, "I do, Kisaki."

He cleared his throat, humming out a small sound of contentment.

You started talking about how you were feeling and what you both wanted in the future. You were glad he was open to listening and being honest with you about his feelings.

After talking for a while, you both decided to go to dinner.

On the way there, Kisaki stopped suddenly, "Hey, y/n."

You stopped and looked at him.

"Yes?"

"I want to be honest with you," he said. "I haven't been with anyone in a long time, and I don't know what I'm doing. But I really, really like you. And I want to be with you."

You smiled. "Ok."

Kisaki took your hand. "You don't have to feel any pressure to do anything you're not comfortable with. I just wanted you to know that I'm serious about you. And I want to be right beside you, for as long as you'll let me."

You leaned in and kissed him, and he wrapped his arms around you tightly. "I want you, too, Kisaki."

He nodded, "I can definitely work with that."

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