#daisuke kambe imagines

[megumisgirl]

making out with them as the kiss gets more rough, more fast. tugging and pulling each other more and more even though there is barely any space left. panting in each other's mouth, as you grind on their kness, your movements getting ragged and unsteady as his hands grip your waist tightly.

"stay still other wise we might have a problem."

— 𖦹. megumi, eren, gojo, jean, daisuke, geto, kageyama (i can also see a few book boyfriends doing it... maybe cardan, dante russo?? )

[askew-d]

Can I ask, who are your top favorite romantic couples (can be canon or non canon) of all time from any media? Why you love them? Thx :D

here i go with another grand list that i was very happy to write! i’m in love with these asks, really. i’ll mention all of them, but at first i was in doubt if i could include one that isn’t ‘canon’, but rather rpf. either way, i added bonus couples for good reasoning! let’s go.

1. wangxian (lan wangji x wei wuxian), from mo dao zu shi — they are THE moment, they are THE couple, they are THE goals. who ever could have imagined someone would come up and write a troublemaker who falls into demonic arts and gets reincarnated to fight together with a sucker-for-rules expressionless man and make it work? they fit into any au as well, this fandom rocks. my lovely cultivators!

2. kagehina (kageyama tobio x hinata shouyou), from haikyuu!! — i dont even play volleyball. i dont even like sports! why do i love this anime and this duo specifically so much? they are so passionate about their hobbies, the rivalry and frenemy relationship? the POTENTIAL. the STORY they have. the "someone better will come and find you" promise. sheer beauty. they are silly and fresh and cute and i dont think i'll ever get tired of it.

3. yizhan (wang yibo x xiao zhan), from the untamed cast rpf — i know all the problematics about writing real person fiction. i KNOW, okay?? but people, let me like them and support them in peace?? 😔 i have so much love for these men, and its overall hella fun following their life unfold, even if they are not working together anymore. nonetheless, they are my dose of serotonin when i need it.

4. daiharu (kambe daisuke x katou haru), from fugou keiji: balance unlimited — i will not scream for a seson 2 here. i will scream for more FICS of them here! there ain't enough! its not even about the 'sugar daddy' appeal, its more about the 'partners in (solving) crime' appeal. oh and also the 'i hate you you arrogant prick but i WILL do anything for you' part. everything and every detail of this show.... seriously though: gold.

5. hilson (gregory house x james wilson), from house m.d — oh, my sweet stupid and repressed doctors, i would do unspeakable things for you. wilson has been through every hard moment of house's life. you can name them, he's been there. through every ridiculous situation of his too. it is overwhelming, honestly. the ending couldn't have been more reasonable and fitting for them, in my opinion.

6. hannigram (hannibal lecter x will graham), from hannibal — this gif alone of them with scratches and smiling conspiratorily to each other sums up their entire dynamic. they're toxic and no one's doing it like them. like, yeah, no shit, who would even dare, right? murder husbands can do anything and eat the rude as much as they want, i will be sipping on my drink and watching intently. (man truly looked at this detective he framed for murder and said he would remember their moment together forever??? just dont throw him in jail then???)

7. shiguang (lu guang x cheng xiaoshi), from link click — these pretty boys traveling through time invented the concept of yearning, and i will not explain more to not give season 2 spoilers. i fell in love with them as soon as i saw the first shot of the anime. it doesnt help that they have the same dynamic as wangxian, too. cheng xiaoshi, my beloved, you would never do anything to harm anyone (not purposefully) and i (as well as lu guang) worship you 🙏

8. renga (hasegawa langa x kyan reki), from sk8: the infinity — let's be true tho, can they never do a sports anime without pulling up homosexuals?? not that im complaining at all. please continue, in fact. every couple in this story is valid (adam does not exist), and i love this spirited, young concept of redescovering the beauty of a hobbie. lovely, all of them, but most specially my langa and his admiration for reki. their dynamic has no complications, its just so sweet.

9. moshang (mobei jun x shang qinghua), from the scum villain self-saving system — i will not share a pic of moshang official art because i find shang qinghua appearence too much childlike and annoying, meanwhile i find him much more interesting in the book and fanarts. in any case, i love this couple more than the main couple simply because our airplane-bro can make everything so hilarious. there are fics of them out there which are peak entertainment (check this one!). mobei's tsundere attitude and shang qinghua's shamelessness are a great combo.

10. hualing (hua cheng x xie lian), from heaven official’s blessing — the longing is unbearable. hua cheng loves this man so much, for real. waiting 800 fucking years?? being his most devoted believer? can you believe the audacity?? my man, though he has low self-steem, does anything to protect his god. he doesnt care about any realm. he only cares for xie lian, his dear god. they are the cutest couple.

bonus: aziracrow, johnlock, tododeku, victuuri, blackbonnet, mafuyama, redblue (from this is how you lose the time war).

these are my favorite ships ever! they are what i scream about alternatively, and when i say so, i'm not joking. one week i'm freaking out over new link click content and in the other one i'm reviewing house m.d episodes. my life's a circle with my favorite ships in it and i ain't regretting anything.

thank you for asking, by the way! big hugs! 🤍

[russic]

Daisuke Kambe Husband Headcanons

Warning: 18+ Under Cut 

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SFW

You’re one lucky gal, Daisuke Kambe’s wanted to marry YOU. (Spare some change for the poor (me)?)

Let’s address the obvious: You have a shared bank account.

You get E V E R Y T H I N G you want. 

You want a Louis Vuitton purse? You got it. 

You’re determined to purchase new Christian Louboutin heels? Do it; you have the money. 

Gucci Belt? You already have three. 

Question: Did you ever meet someone who does the sexiest things... but indirectly? Thats Daisuke. 

When Daisuke is concentrating on his intense stack of paperwork, he bites his bottom lip. 

Daisuke undoes his tie with one finger (right pointer finger) when he arrives home from work. 

When he’s hot (all the time), he rolls up the sleeves of his black button down. 

Puts on his Rolex watch without look. He looks directly in your eyes. Its second nature. 

Closes the button of his blazer with two hands. 

If Daisuke performs any of these actions, you find yourself melting where you’re standing. You cannot believe this man is this attractive. He steals your breath away. 

EVERYONE  R E S P E C T S  YOU

When you walk into Daisuke’s company, everyone is at your service because you’re “Y/N Kambe, the boss’s wife.” If you ask for something, you receive it within seconds.

Sure, Daisuke’s is a great husband - but please drive. For the love of God, please DRIVE. 

Owns the most BEAUTIFUL apartment in New York City. 

Daisuke has a HEART of GOLD:

Has a “soft spot” for children: He’s constantly donating towards foundations like Make a Wish, The Sunshine Kids, St. Jude’s, Ronald McDonald House, and Childcare Aware at least five times a year. 

Donates under “Anonymous.”

When you’re riding on public transportation or standing in an elevator, and it starts becoming too crowded; Daisuke will give up his spot for older men, women, and children. 

Despite assuming the role of the richest and kindest man in the world, Daisuke has social anxiety. He grows nervous and begins shaking when he is meeting any of your new friends. Overtime, your important loved ones will grow close to him, but expect to see Daisuke shaking in his boots if he’s meeting someone important to you. Since you’re married, he’s close to your family now; but he was a nervous wreck. 

LOVES making you breakfast in the morning with his $1,000.000 waffle maker. 

He always makes a HUGE mess because he makes his own homemade batter (Yes, Daisuke cooks. He doesn’t hire people to cook).   

Nearly E V E R Y D A Y Daisuke wakes up early in the morning to assure your penthouse is spotless. He doesn’t like you acting as a “maid.” (He hires people three times a month to deep clean).

“You’re my wife, not my maid. No woman should be forced to clean because of poor societal standards.” 

When Daisuke gets frustrated, his eyebrow furrow. 

He cannot stand grocery shopping by himself. He gets confused by the littlest things. 

When Daisuke can’t figure something out... 

When people disrespect you, you’ll see him get angry.

Daisuke’s weakness is when you’ll tie his black tie in the morning before he leaves for work. 

After making sure it the expensive fabric lays perfectly on his chest, you’ll stand on your tip toes to kiss him on the lips. 

“Have a good day at work, baby.” 

Make Daisuke’s lunch, write him “love notes,” and slip them inside of his lunchbox. 

Every time Daisuke comes home, you’ll notice your notes aren’t in his lunchbox. 

One night you were rummaging through his bedside drawer when you noticed a large black velvet box. When you opened it, your eyes began growing soaked with tears; within the box was EVERY NOTE you ever wrote to him. 

NEVER NOT WEARING his black WEDDING RING engraved with your name. 

If a woman approaches him, he politely showcases his wedding ring saying, “My apologies, I have a wife.” 

Here’s a shocker: Daisuke H A T E S receiving expensive gifts. 

Daisuke can buy anything. He’s tired of receiving expensive gifts, but you’re the ONLY person who knows. Instead, you’ll purchase him ten-to-thirty-dollar gifts that remind you of him. 

Daisuke’s cheeks will begin to blush looks at the tiny gift you purchased him. As you begin explaining its significance, you’ll notice tears begin pooling into his eyes. 

HUGE pictures from your wedding day are scattered throughout the penthouse. 

Your wedding song was Perfect by Ed Sheeran. Without the lyrics. 

There was a reason behind his madness: On wedding day, during your first dance, you placed your head on Daisuke’s shoulder and sang the lyrics to him. 

U.N.I.T.E.D.  F.R.O.N.T - You’ll never stand alone.

ADORES your intelligence. Daisuke fell in love with you, your personality, appearance, and especially your intelligence. 

Throughout Daisuke’s entire life, women act brainless and submissive, but not you. He loves your smart mind and independent nature. 

Still CHECKS YOU OUT all the time. 

Especially when you’re wearing business attire paired with a lingerie top or simple silk dresses. 

Match him. He will start drooling. 

MESMERIZED when you take your hair out of a ponytail or claw clip. He LOVES watching your hair cascade down your back. 

Daisuke NEEDS to be connected to you in public. He latches onto your hand lacing your fingers together, gently touches your waist, or places a hand on your thigh. However, his public displays of affection WILL NOT go further. He’s a classy man. 

O B S E S S E D  with  K I S S I N G  YOUR LIPS. 

When you’re speaking to Daisuke, you’ll notice he’s staring at your lips imaging how soft they are. 

You do not fight often, but it does occur. Especially when he puts himself in dangerous situations. 

Due to a near-death experience, you grew frustrated and (unannounced) left your home to find a hotel room. Immediately, Daisuke tracked your location. 

Within two hours, he knocked on the door. You saw your husband clutching a bundle of flowers and chocolates. With tears streaming down his face. 

“Please, don’t ever leave. I’m so sorry - I’ll never do it again. Just don’t leave me. I NEED you.” 

Plans the most P E R F E C T dates. 

During winter, Daisuke plans to stroll around New York City to see the Christmas lights. 

In the spring, he takes you to your favorite Whinery. 

In summer, Daisuke privately rents fancy manors hoping spend a few private nights in with you. 

During fall, you two curl up into a cozy blanket and light scented candles to watch your favorite horror films. 

To surprise Daisuke, you often order tickets to see various orchestras across the country. He becomes enchanted by the sound of violin and piano music. However, his jaw drops during orchestra concerts.

 IF YOU HAVE CHILDREN: 

They are S.P.O.I.L.E.D.  R.O.T.T.E.N.

The most popular kid at school because you two are the parents. 

When they are little, they LOVE holding onto Daisuke’s pinky finger as you’re walking. 

If your child must attend any sports games or music recitals, you two are always present. Daisuke is the dad constantly taking photos of your child. 

Daisuke LOVES watching you rock your baby as you’re singing to them. 

LOVES traveling around the world with you. 

If you’re working on your laptop, Daisuke slowly comes up behind you. He kisses your cheek and slowly moves down your neck to your sweet spot. (Yes, he memorized where it is). 

You’ll have sweet make-out sessions in the kitchen when you’re cooking together. 

Gotta keep that spice in your life. 

You’ll always claim, “I’m the happiest person in the world.” However, Daisuke denies your statement. No one can be happier than him. After years of being married, Daisuke still cannot grasp how lucky he is to have you. 

“I love you with all my heart and soul, beautiful.” 

NSFW 

Despite being a sweet and loving husband, Daisuke will become a M.E.N.A.C.E in the bedroom. 

Before you both start undressing, Daisuke pulls his black gloves off with his teeth. 

Wear R.E.D. LIPSTICK

Daisuke LOVES ruining your red lipstick. Watching it smear across your (and his) lips as you engage in a heated make-out session, turns him on. 

Often drags his thumb across your bottom lip to smear a line of red lipstick to your breasts. When you look down, you’ll notice a stained line where his thumb traveled down your body. 

ADORES when you wear black lingerie. 

Once, you matched some lingerie with Daisuke’s oversized blazer by draping his attire across your shoulders... You were nearly unable to walk that morning. 

Seeing you wearing black lingerie accompanied with HIS professional blazer corrupted his mind and stained his pants. 

Many individuals believe Daisuke would degrade his significant other within the bedroom, but I’m not buying it. You will feel loved and be praised as Daisuke’s wife. 

“So goddamn stunning, baby.” 

“You like that don’t you, Angel?” 

“Baby, you’re so wet. You’re such a good girl.” 

KISS HIS NECK - (Take Nike’s advice and) Just do it. 

Takes his time worshipping your breasts. (He’s definitely a boob guy.)

If you’re arriving home from an important event/meeting in a gorgeous silk dress, don’t expect to be ignored. 

Within seconds of closing the door, Daisuke pushes you to the wall and starts running his fingers over your nipples as he thrusts his tongue in your mouth. 

If you enjoy walking around your home half-naked, (at any time) Daisuke can bend you over a hard surface, slowly push your underwear aside, and bury three fingers inside of your cunt. 

“You can’t walk around half-naked if you don’t expect to be fucked, baby.” 

LOVES seductively staring into your eyes and biting your bottom lip as he’s fingering your pussy. He enjoys the feeling of your walls clutching his fingers. 

O.I.L.  M.E.S.S.A.G.E.S. - Daisuke LOVES messaging your naked body with oil. 

Enjoys fondling your breasts and running his fingers over your sensitive nipples. 

When you’re lying on your stomach, Daisuke spends MINUTES rubbing and squeezing your ass. 

Soon enough, Daisuke spreads your ass cheeks and buries his tongue inside of your lubed pussy. The sound of his oily hands traveling along your body as he’s eating your pussy is his own paradise. 

Doesn’t mind paying for your nails because he imagines the sight of your pretty nails jerking off his cock. 

Drapes his arms across the back of the couch as you slowly drop to your knees. 

Daisuke intensely watches your every move as you’ve settled between his legs. Looking into his eyes, you’ll pull down his zipper with your teeth to remove his cock from his pants. 

Licking up the length his cock, Daisuke throws his head back in utter disbelief. 

“Fuck, baby. Please do that again.” 

Melts in his seat if you start sucking his balls. You’ll notice Daisuke’s legs start twitching within seconds of running your tongue along his genitals. 

Daisuke isn’t a lover willing to share your body, but he CANNOT ERASE the image of you having another women’s head buried between your legs as he watches. (He hasn’t told you this, yet). 

However, no men. He’s the only man that can pleasure your body. 

Wake Daisuke up by placing your soaked pussy on his stomach. When he’s awakened by you rubbing your pussy across his abs, he cannot help but grab onto your hips and increase the friction. 

“Baby, you could have woken me up with a good morning. Now I see you’re only using me to cum. Here I thought you were a little angel, princess.” 

“Yes, DADDY.”

Opposite of “Yes, daddy...  but PASSIONATE LOVER 

C.O.C.K.W.A.R.M.I.N.G. 

You feel complete once Daisuke finally buries himself inside of your pussy. He refuses to move as you’re locking lips muttering how much you’re in love with each other. 

“Daisuke, please move.” 

“Not yet, baby. Let me stay inside of you.” 

Expect MORNING SEX. The morning is the perfect time to slowly fuck your tight pussy because he’s hard and warm. 

Daisuke’s favorite sex position is a classic: MISSIONARY. 

According to Daisuke, missionary is a perfect position to look into your eyes, kiss your lips, suck on your neck, and watch his cock disappear into your pussy. (It’s the best). 

SEX in the WATER

In the hot tub, Daisuke gently pulls your breasts out from your small bathing suit to suck on your nipples as you ride his cock. Chasing your orgasm, the sound of water splashing sounding like waves of the ocean.

Remember how obsessed Daisuke is with your hair? Well, he loves pounding into your pussy from behind to watch your hair drape down your back moving with every thrust. 

I almost forgot, if Daisuke is fucking you from behind and you have back dimples, he buries his thumbs into them and forces your ass back on his cock. 

LOVES OBSESSED with SEX TOYS. 

Buys a new one each week. 

Surprise... Daisuke presses a vibrator to your sensitive clit as he’s pounding inside of you. 

Eases a diamond butt plug into your ass. 

Daisuke will cum anywhere. Inside of your body - on your body - who knows? 

Mostly spills him load onto your stomach or ass. 

If Daisuke cums inside your pussy, he gathers the load with his fingers and brings them up to your lips. 

“Open wide, baby.” 

“I know you love the taste of our cum together.” 

The aftercare is S.T.U.N.N.I.N.G. 

Following an intense love-making session, Daisuke draws a bath for the two of you. You’ll lay between his legs as he messages and cleans your body. 

“You can still walk, right, love?” 

Honestly, I don’t think you can. 

THANK YOU FOR READING - BEFORE YOU LEAVE... 

I wish to apologize for my lack of posts. I try to create a requested headcanon two times a week, but it seemed impossible this week. As many of you know, I am a senior in college. This week has been hectic in regard to my major. 

Thank you for your patience.  ♡ 

[tydur]

pairing; daisuke kambe x fem!reader

warnings; nsfw ft. mean dom!daisuke, daddy!! kink, degradation, dumbification, humiliation, exhibition (?? they’re in his living room idk), mentions of reader being small

you were needy; always needy for him.

you craved how his fat cock felt when he fucked you stupid, the way he looked down at you with disinterest — degrading you down until you felt as if you were just a dumb little girl. you especially loved when he fucked your cunt in places where any one of his maids- family members- could just walk in, and see how utterly pathetic you get for your daddy.

you were craving him once again— craving to be fucked until tears were streaming down your face all the while he did nothing but look completely bored with you.

he knew your ambitions the moment you walked into the living room with that cute little pout of yours, wearing nothing but his dress shirt and the cutest little pair of lacy panties you could find within your massive closet. he was already preparing himself for the inevitable, ‘daddy, can i please have your cock?’ — so when it came, all he did was scoff.

“such a dumb little baby, always getting fucked stupid on my cock.”

he could see your how your precious little nub throbs at the mean words he threw at you as you slid yourself down onto his fat cock, tears already pricking at your eyes like the pathetic baby you were.

“you really are a whore, hm? all youre ever asking for is my cock. it’s pathetic. i don’t even know why i even bother messing with the sloppy cunt of yours,” his words sting. yet you really cant help the way your tiny cunt gushes at his attacks.

you bounce on his cock with all your tiny body can muster, your cute tits bouncing as you work your way towards the bliss you had been craving all day.

you know it’s not enough for him.

he looks at you with a bored expression, face blank as he puffs out a smoke from his cigar and even after the years you’ve been together you really can’t tell what he’s thinking right now; besides the harsh words he’s about to throw at you. “is that all you got, little whore?”

and all you can do is cream and babble out how amazing daddy’s cock feels fucking your tiny hole.

ty @yungbludz my wife for beta-ing this ilysm <3

[send-allmyloving]

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

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!!

[pillow-anime-talk]

lost princess.

synopsis: They are tasked with finding the lost daughter of the Emperor of Japan.

# tags: scenarios; strangers/?; drama; but also a lil bit of fluff & comedy; sfw

includes: female reader ft. daisuke kambe & haru katou {fkbu}

— DAISUKE

“... HEUSC, give me a preview of cameras all over Tokyo. She can’t be too far away.” The man touched the small, black earring on his ear, and his butler quickly realized the request, showing dozens of camera recordings from different parts of the city on a large, bright screen. “Compare the face of the Emperor’s daughter with all the faces from cameras of the last twenty hours, and if you find anything, give me the exact time of her last whereabouts.”

“... Princess Y/N was last seen at the grocery store, here’s the coordinates.” The butler answered truthfully and sending the details to the detective’s phone. “It was less than three minutes ago, so the Princess is still inside the store.”

Daisuke got up from his chair and walked towards the door, telling his butler to inform him of your changing whereabouts all the time.

It took the millionaire less than six minutes to get to you (of course HEUSC changed the traffic lights all over town for him, lmao). Then he parked in front of the building and got out of the expensive car. After a few seconds, he went inside, asking HEUSC which shopping aisle you are in.

It turned out that you were choosing a few unhealthy snacks at this point and an iced tea that you unfortunately couldn’t reach due to your height. Happily, Daisuke reached it and handed it to you, at which you smiled gently.

“Thank you.”

“The Princess should be in the palace now, not in the store, shopping.” He replied and looking at you, which you sighed and turned towards the white shelf, trying to not pay attention to the black-haired man standing behind your person. You just choosing something for tonight’s dinner, humming a song played through the speakers. “Are you listening to me, Princess?”

“Don’t call me that, please. Just let me pass my time like a normal human being. I’m tired of living in a palace like a pretty toy. I just wanted to... rest.” You grunted, turning to him again. “It’s nice that my family is worried about me and sending you to me, but it would be much more nice if they finally let me live with my own way. I’m too old to watch over me.”

“I understand, but my job was to bring you home, so let’s go.”

“Four hours.” You lifted your head slightly to meet his eyes. “Give me four more hours so I can feel normal.” You said softly, squeezing the colorful tea bottle. “Please.”

“Provided that I accompany you.”

“Okay, I don’t mind. Would you like something to eat too? Chips, chocolate or maybe... ramen?” You asked with another huge smile and the detective breathed out loud.

You were even adorable in his eyes.

— HARU

Haru yawned softly as he pushed the heavy door and entered the McDonald’s restaurant. He quickly went to the checkout, ordered the selected products, and when those were ready, he picked up the red tray, walked forward. There was one empty seat on the couch next to the huge window, so he headed over there. However, when he got much closer, he noticed that a young woman wearing an oversized gray sweatshirt and black pants sitting on it.

“... Hello. Sorry, it’s a free seat?” He asked pleasantly, and you nodded, inviting him. The detective smiled gratefully and sat down in front of you.

“Hard day at work?” You asked shyly, starting a conversation and scanning his tired face at the same time. The man merely nodded, biting on a warm beef burger.

“You don’t even know how much. The last time I slept was probably two days ago or maybe three...? I don’t know.” He laughed sadly, and you frowned.

“So why don’t you rest a bit?”

“The detective never rests. Especially during a difficult mission.” He replied honestly, and you nodded once again, understanding his words. You two talked for a short while, until at one point you pushed the coffee you hadn’t even started in his direction. He looked at you with a raised eyebrow, and you smiled.

“Since you’re still working, maybe this will get you back on your feet. At least I hope so.”

He was silent for a moment, watching you more closely. He noticed some special marks on your face, scanned your warm smile and deep eyes, sighing to himself.

“... I guess, I’m done with my work right now, Princess, but thank you.” He chuckled softly and you tense all your muscles. “We’ll finish the food and we’ll go back to your house. Relax, you’ll be fine, it’s just that your whole family is very worried about you.”

“Can we... go back tomorrow? I wanted to go to the arcade, try the alcohol from the store, eat the ramen from the peper cup and…” You started to stutter, and Haru laughed much louder, seeing your embarrassed expression and pleading gaze.

“All right, Princess. According to your wishes.”

[amaya-writes]

When The Millionaire Detective's Late to a Date

Day Five of The Underrated And The Unwritten

Notes: does the title lowkey suck? why do i feel like it does?

Warnings: n/a

Characters involved: Daisuke Kambe

Gender-neutral reader

Daisuke swore if the clock ticked on for another minute he was going to strangle somebody.

Daisuke Kambe was a lot of things, some of them worse than the others, but one thing he would never be, something he hadn't allowed himself to be referred to as, was tardy.

However, his family seemed to be hellbent on ruining that carefully curated reputation of his, what with their delayed meetings and persistence in holding him back from walking out the front door at that very moment.

Being a Kambe certainly had its advantages, but that also came with a reputation he had to uphold. One that for once was working against him.

Words couldn't begin to explain how restless Daisuke was as he watched the clock tick on, with his feet almost automatically dashing towards the door the second he had signed the required papers.

Seeing you awkwardly stand beside the restaurant's reception dressed up in the outfit he had asked you to wear had Daisuke nervously gulping as his car rolled to a stop,

Your reassuring smile and nonchalant tone only served to worsen his guilt, with Daisuke trying to order the most extravagant things and constantly apologising.

It was only when you took matters into your own hands that he finally seemed to calm down, with the gentle hold your hand had on his somehow grounding Daisuke enough to allow you to lead him out of the restaurant and towards a random park he hadn't even noticed in his haste to get there.

Sitting on a bench outside eating ice cream and discussing your lives certainly wasn't what Daisuke had in mind for that date, but he found that even such simple and inexpensive experiences could bring him pleasure.

[bxcketbarnes]

Anime/Manga Characters

Solo Leveling - Jinwoo Sung

Sacrifices

Tomodachi Game - Yuuichi Katagiri

coming soon...

The Daily Life of the Immortal King - Wang Ling

coming soon...

Millionaire Detective - Daisuke Kambe

coming soon...

[strawboorybunny]

Comfort - Three

Daisuke Kambe x Reader

Words: 341

Author’s Note: Guys let me tell you how much I loved writing this. He is the first anime man that I have gotten to write for and I am just over the moon happy. I hope you guys enjoy this!

If anyone knew Daisuke Kambe they would say he’s blunt and doesn’t care about anything. But there was one thing he cared about more than anything. It was you. You lit up his world the moment he laid his eyes on you. So, seeing you come home in tears from the stress of work practically killed the man. 

You kicked your heels off before going straight to your shared room. You tried to be quiet, not wanting to wake your husband up but right as you sniffled, the light turned on. Daisuke looked at you with concern before rushing over to you. “What happened?” He immediately asked as he grabbed your hands.

“Work.” You muttered. Daisuke looked at you to continue. You wrapped your arms around him as you spoke, “My boss is such a bitch. I don’t understand how she thinks I can get six different things done  as I still haven’t finished what I need to get done.” He rubbed your back as he listened to you rant.

He kissed your head before moving away from you. A slight smirk grew on his face when he heard you groan. “I’m going to run us a bath. We’ll have a nice soak and I’ll help you relax.” You blushed as you Daisuke led you into the bathroom.

“Strip.” Daisuke commanded as he started the water. You quickly obey as your cheeks become darker. Insecurities began to fill your mind as you stripped. You and Daisuke have been married for a few years now but you’re still not fully used to him seeing you so vulnerable. 

The sound of water moving broke you out of your thoughts. You looked to see Daisuke sitting in the tub with his hand out. You gave him a slight smile before taking his hand, getting into the warm water. You sighed with relief as you began to fully relax. You laid your head back on Daisuke’s shoulder as exhaustion began to consume you. 

Daisuke smiled before kissing your head once more. “Good night, y/n.”

Taglist: @bxcketbarnes @reddesert-healourblues​  

[heylookitsyc]

Jealousy

Pairing: Daisuke Kambe x Reader

Anime: The Millionaire Detective Balance: Unlimited / Fugou Keiji Balance: Unlimited

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: Jealousy is something that your boyfriend Daisuke has never experienced before. What happens when you and Haru get a little too close for his comfort?

Warning(s): None

Story is down below!

~

You were unaware of the blue-gray eyes that stared at you as you stood in front of the stove, a serious look on your face as you did your best to not burn the fried chicken that you were making. Haru stood next to you, telling you to be careful since the hot oil might splash onto your hands.

Daisuke was sitting on the floor, sipping on the cup of tea that you had made for him earlier. It wasn’t the best quality, but for your sake he drank it anyway as he watched you and his friend’s interaction.

The three of you were currently in Haru’s apartment, both detectives having just returned from an overseas trip regarding the illegal selling of adollium. Being a childhood friend of Haru's, you had offered to watch over his apartment whenever he was gone for long periods of time.

It was because of this that you were able to meet Daisuke Kambe; despite his cool demeanor, you had been quick to warm up to him. You were similar to Haru in that you were both sympathetic and a hard worker, but you had much more patience compared to your childhood friend.

“Haru, relax! I made sure that the heat is low, so the oil shouldn’t splash,” you said, shaking your head at the older male’s warnings. “Seriously, you worry too much.”

“I’m just looking out for you, (Y/N),” Haru said. “I know you’ve been cooking your whole life, but I can’t help but remember the accidents that happened whenever we would cook together…”

“I’m older now,” you laughed, giving the detective’s shoulder a playful punch. “Don’t doubt my cooking skills. They’ve improved a lot.”

You turned your attention to Daisuke, who was now staring at his cup of tea.

“Isn’t that right, ‘Suke?” you asked, earning a nod in response.

You beamed at his approval, a bright smile on your lips as your focus went back to tending to the chicken.

~

“You cooked this in oil.”

“Yeah! That’s what makes it crispy,” you said, picking up one of the fried chicken pieces with a pair of chopsticks. “I made sure that it’s boneless so that it would be easier to eat.”

Haru, who was already munching on his third piece, watched in amusement as you held the food item up to Daisuke’s lips.

“Come on, say ah~” Your voice sounded almost like a song now. “You’ll enjoy it, I promise.”

“I don’t understand why you think it’s necessary to feed me,” Daisuke muttered, staring at the piece of chicken presented to him. “Why don’t you feed yourself?”

“Because I enjoy feeding those I care about,” you huffed. You waved the fried piece in front of him. “Now eat it while it’s still hot, ‘Suke. I made this with extra love, just for you.”

Haru let out an exaggerated gagging noise, and you just rolled your eyes.

“Fine, I’ll feed you instead, Haru-”

Daisuke’s hand suddenly grabbed onto your wrist, preventing you from moving the chopsticks towards Haru’s mouth.

“No. That piece is meant for me.”

Both you and Haru’s eyes widened at the billionaire’s words; this was uncharacteristic of him. Though Daisuke’s expression remained nonchalant like always, his voice carried just the slightest hint of irritation.

“Oh. Uhm…” It took you a moment to understand what just happened. “Alright, then. This piece is yours, ‘Suke.”

You fed your boyfriend the bite, a nervous sweat forming on your brow as you noticed that his gaze was on Haru the whole time.

What’s up with him? you thought, picking up another piece of chicken. They’re such good friends, aren’t they? Then why does it seem like-

“It’s good,” Daisuke said. “Though I think a different oil would have been better.”

Haru scoffed. “Of course you’d say that,” he said. He then gave you a kind smile, head nodding towards the kitchen. “(Y/N), do you mind getting some beer from the fridge? I bought some to pair with the fried chicken.”

“Sure!”

As you got up to get the drinks, you failed to notice the slight tension that now filled the air.

~

It was difficult for Haru to hold himself back from smiling.

No way… is Daisuke actually jealous?

Daisuke had picked up the chopsticks that you had placed down, popping another one of the fried chicken pieces into his mouth. The billionaire seemed to be deep in thought, chewing thoughtfully on the piece of meat.

Well, there’s only one way to find out.

Haru snickered, causing the younger male to stop chewing momentarily.

“Is there something on your mind, Haru?” Daisuke asked.

“No, nothing at all.”

“I’m back with the drinks!” you announced, holding three cans of beer in your arms as you returned to the dining table. “I didn’t bother getting any glasses, since usually we drink out of the can, but-”

“Actually, (Y/N),” Haru interrupted, just as you placed the drinks down. “I could use a glass.”

“Really?” Your head tilted slightly. “But whenever we drink beer, you don’t usually-”

“I feel like using one right now,” Haru insisted. “Do you mind getting one for me?”

“Uhm… sure, I guess.”

You went back to the kitchen, and to your surprise, Haru followed right behind you. Before you could ask him why he was with you, however, he had opened a cabinet nearby.

“Ah, there they are!” The detective pointed at the glass cups that resided on the very top shelf. “Get me one of those, please?”

He was fully capable of getting it himself; the both of you knew that. Nevertheless, he was your friend, and you didn’t really find a need to question him.

With a small sigh, you crawled on top of the counter. With shaky legs you managed to stand perfectly upright, one hand holding onto the cabinet door as the other obtained a glass. Just as you were about to lower yourself back down, you suddenly felt a small pressure on your foot- enough to make you lose your balance.

“Gah!” You found yourself falling backwards, and you would’ve smacked onto the ground if Haru wasn’t there to catch you. “!?”

The sharp sound of glass shattering rang through the kitchen, causing you to flinch. Haru, on the other hand, didn’t look fazed by the noise at all; there was a grin on his face as he held you in his arms.

“You alright?” His hold on you was gentle, yet strong. “You should be more careful, (Y/N).”

“I’m fine,” you said. You realized that after dropping the glass, your hands had instinctively reached out to grab onto Haru’s shoulders. “Though I dropped the glass…”

“Don’t worry about that.” The detective looked over at the mess you made. “It can be replaced.”

Daisuke entered the kitchen, only to pause at the sight of you in Haru’s arms. His eyebrows furrowed together immediately, and he would’ve approached you if it weren’t for the glass pieces in the way.

“How did this happen?” he asked, though he didn’t really need an answer. The sight before him was enough to tell him what had occurred.

“(Y/N) was clumsy, like usual,” Haru said, giving a laugh. “Do you mind cleaning the glass, Daisuke? We can’t move around with all these pieces…”

With his hands now clenched into fists, the younger detective gave a stiff nod before looking for a broom to sweep with.

~

“He didn’t even drink that much…”

You placed a blanket around Haru’s shoulders, removing the unfinished glass of beer from his limp hand. He had fallen asleep not long after starting on his second serving of alcohol, cheek pressed against the hard wood of the dining table as he snored lightly.

Daisuke, who was sitting on the sofa, was close to falling asleep himself. His head was struggling to stay up by the time you finished cleaning up the last of the dirty dishes.

His eyes were just about to flutter shut when he felt your soft touch on his shoulder.

“‘Suke, why don’t you just sleep here on the couch tonight?” you suggested gently. “I’ll try to take Haru to bed-”

Your words were interrupted by him unexpectedly pulling you into his lap, his arms wrapping around you as he buried his face into your neck.

“H-huh!?” A heat rose to your cheeks. “‘Suke, this isn’t like you-!”

Perhaps it was the alcohol influencing him, for he didn’t make any move to let you go. A faint pink coated his cheeks now, looking as serious as ever.

“Just leave him here,” Daisuke muttered, giving you a kiss that landed just below your ear.

“He’ll wake up sore if I don’t-”

His hold on you tightened. “Then let him.”

“‘Suke…”

His breathing suddenly slowed, and you turned to see that he had fallen asleep. You couldn’t help but smile at this, your fingers barely dancing over his skin as you brushed some loose strands of hair away from his face.

You planted a sweet kiss onto his forehead. “I don’t get you sometimes, ‘Suke…”

You eventually dozed off as well, too far gone to notice the way that Daisuke’s fingers unconsciously intertwined with yours.

[bemylord]

s/o has a sensitive clit

characters: osamu dazai, kanbe daisuke, levi ackerman.

warnings: nsfw, overstimulated, collar, daddy kink, spreader bar, armbinder, flogger, hair pulling, vibrator, squirt, slight bondage, spanking, ice play

ｏｓａｍｕ ｄａｚａｉ

you're wearing a collar which has a gold inscription: 'kitty', standing naked in the bedroom. osamu's holding a vibrator, ominously grinning: he'll make you cry this night, by stimulated your small clit, watching as to how you're struggling to delay your orgasm. at some point, that'll happen in the future, dazai will allow you to come on your bed, forcing you to soak every inch of a silk blanket.

'give me your wrists and ankles so daddy will tie you up in a spreader bar'

you lied on your back, docilely carry out an order. denude your private parts, you've already prepared for been not contentedness: not for the reason that osamu please you - he doesn't permit you to release.

'if you'll be a good kitty, daddy allows you to cum and cum, until you'll be crying, got it?'

you whimpered quiet 'yes', feel silicone toy is touching your head. you closed eyes and osamu turned on the vibrator.

'isn't it good, baby? what if i add my fingers?

when dazai hardly touch the entrance, spreading your labia, coming in your unstretched hole yet. you flex your toes, pull back the hand back, feeling how metal handcuffs are digging into your wrists.

'don't make sharp movements, kitty, or else you'll hurt yourself' dazai is continuing to thrust you, stretching and preparing your vagina for his dick. but primarily, osamu will play with you for a while.

'afore i'll put my dick inside, i need you to squirt. i know you can'

after he said, he increases the pace, literally fuck your inner, assailable spot.

your orgasm is building since the first seconds after osamu turned on the toy. the feeling of vibration on your outer clit and your inner spot be fucking by his fingers: it drives you into agony. a desperate struggle against your orgasm - knowing that dazai is watching it.

'ok, do it in three' slap, 'two', slap, 'one. now release yourself'.

ｋａｎｂｅ ｄａｉｓｕｋｅ

kanbe is a sweet boy, who'd spoil you as his queen, prioritizes your pleasure above his. for the time being. kanbe knows you've got a sensitive clit, and he used to overstimulated it as punishment or as a way to test you.

'give me your arms', you put your hands behind your back, feel as your daddy uses an armbinder. daisuke pulls your hair back, reached with another hand from behind to your crotch. he ran his palm from your pubis to the anal repeatedly, slapped lastly.

'put your face on the pillow'

you did as your told, protrude your holes. you heard how kanbe opened the draw, put something from it.

'daddy will play a little game, it calls: if you'll reach your orgasm before i count to ten, i'll lick till you lose your fucking mind'

he spanked your pussy by the flogger, plainly touch the spot. it was first. your arms are tightly clamped by armbinder, your face on the pillow, making a muted whimpers. your booty is in the air, exhibiting your dripping, sloppy pussy. the desire of being spoiled by your loved boyfriend is growing: you'd let kanbe do whatever with yourself if he'll use his tongue. the way daisuke licks from the clit to the asshole, concentrate attention on your sensitive spot, downright build up your orgasm. it was eight, when you whimper, move your legs together, cumming.

'my naught girl', he spanked you last time on the ass, squeezing. 'i warned you. now bend over, i'm gonna do my promise'

ｌｅｖｉ ａｃｋｅｒｍａｎ

he used your vulnerable spot as a way to dominate over you, showing who's master in the bedroom. levi'd do series of insignificant hits on your pussy with his hand, sort of spanking, enjoying your moans. he found it's sensitive when he reached down on your labia, to spread them apart, leading on your clit first; he did along, touching the head, you arched your back, nuzzling to your lover.

'i-it's susceptible spot' you murmured, united legs together; but strong levi's arms precluded your movements.

'keep 'em apart, that's an order, slut'

you're aware that you must obey and submit unquestioningly. he tied you up with his belt, gave you an order to close your eyes.

'you're gonna tell me everything that you'll feel'

you nodded, anticipating new feelings.

'i'm feeling-' suddenly, you felt a piece of ice on your stomach. 'ice on my belly, reached down and your hand on my nipple'

levi paved a wet path from your stomach to the clit; ackerman densely pressing a frozen liquid on the head then barely touch it, blowing on your overstimulated spot. he raised a block of ice to your nipples, outlining your hard teat, licking the other one.

'now i'm gonna spank your pussy and you're not allowed to cum, my little slut'

the sensation of a cold thing and arousal mingled together, as something that must an associated; the way levi plays with your clit using a piece of ice like it's something soft then blows on it and repeat that again. you're moaning, whimpering, and begging him to stop the torture, but he gets more and more smug and assertive: he puts you on you high point, he's the one who's controlling the pace and the game of ice-and-blow.

he spanked your pussy, especially on your clitoris [he does on purpose]. levi'd kept spanking even if you came and squirt all over the bed and his fingers: he'd satisfied only when he sees you're crying and squirming on your juices.

'you were such a good cadet for your captain, now let me taste it'

licking torture as well, but frankly speaking, you love it more than hate it.

//~~//

:3

[blue-sterling0357]

Brain-Rot of the week is.......

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.

[onthr-dream]

"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"

[living-scrap]

Daisuke kambe

Pairing: Daisuke kambe x male reader

Summary: daisuke isn’t one to show affection,but he took a new step in the relationship and took control over affection for once

Warnings: fluff idk

Drabble

Stepping off of the golfcart you turned and gave a soft smile before waving to the butler. ‘Thank you for the ride’ you bowed slightly. He nodded and soon began to drive away again. You looked around noticing some new stuff that’s been added to the garden but you paused when you heard a certain voice coo your name. You looked over your shoulder and smiled at daisuke,or rather your boyfriend.

He offered his arm to which you accepted my interlocking you own with his as he guided you back to the doors of the mansion. Nodding and smiling at every butler that opened doors for the both of you or offered something before you both made it to daisuke’s bedroom. Letting go of his arm you watched as he shook his head and laughed a bit to himself.

‘YN,dear you know you don’t have to greet every single butler or maid. It’s their job to greet us.’ He cupped your face

You attempted to nod which only resulted in your cheeks being pushed further up,causing your eyes to squint. ‘I like saying hi,they’re all so nice’

He let go of your face and retreated back to his bed,taking a seat. You looked around,some thing have moved here and there but the main thing that stood out as a picture dead center of his dresser.

It was a picture of him and you on your first date ever. That day he continuously insisted on taking you to a expensive restaurant called ‘kitcho’. But you denied it and asked him to take you to dog and cat farm. It was a big plot of land where dogs ran free and the cats had their own buildings and caged tunnels for them to explore.

The picture consisted of you sitting on his lap with a cat on your own. Daisuke’s face was tomato red wheel you were simply enjoying the company of him and the cat.

You were suddenly bought back to your consciousness as you felt daisuke’s arms around your waist. He wasn’t one to show any affection other than hand holding,so this was a big step in your relationship with him.

After reading in his hold you leaned your head back onto his shoulder,going deeper into his embrace. He slowly guided you both back to the bed as he took a seat,he waited for you to sit on his lap. You followed through and slowly sat down.

The warmth radiating from the man was unreal. The fact he did any of this was unreal. But you didn’t care about anything else right now,just enjoying his affection and warmth is what was on your mind.

Eventually it began to lull you to sleep. Taking in his scent one last time before your eyes closed and fell asleep.

Daisuke adored your sleeping face but knew the position could give cramps if you stayed like that for too long. So he did the reasonable thing any boyfriend would do and laid back to where you were sound asleep atop of his chest.

[send-allmyloving]

daisuke with jealous s / o? I think it can be interesting and maybe even cute, depends on the reaction of daisuke 🤔

ohoho funnn thanks for this ask!

Daisuke with a jealous s/o

Working at Tokyo’s Metropolitan Detective Division could be a real pain in the ass. The environment there was just not as professional is you thought it would have seemed, and working as an interrogator was only slightly thrilling; you were still restricted to the Modern Crime Prevention Task Force along with Haru, and the jobs that you were forced to handle were nothing above the ordinary; just the same old drug busts and whatnot.

Of course, having your multi-millionaire boyfriend, Daisuke, at your side took off the edge a little bit, but you can’t help but be annoyed at how little things were going on in your life. You needed some form of thrill, which is why you went through the hell of studying forensic science and detective work, yet here you were sitting in a plain office with only a few people in your division, filing out paperwork.

However, what was really irking you today was seeing all the girls and guys that flocked around Daisuke everywhere he went, whether it was on missions or even in the office. He didn’t seem to mind, accepting the snacks some of them would give him and allowing them to engage with him in any kind of stupid conversation, even if they were so obviously flirting with him! Though you knew how stupidly oblivious this man could get, you still got so damn jealous that those people were trying to get to him shamelessly even when they were openly aware of the relationship you and him shared.

Your resolve finally snapped when you had just finished a field job with Haru and Daisuke, seeing the client talk with Daisuke on the side with a shameless blush dusting her face as she handed him a small gift bag, as well as a slip of paper that you were certain had her phone number on it. Your hands were balled into fists, fingernails digging into the flesh of your palm as you restrained yourself from giving the girl a punch to the face after seeing your boyfriend take both the gift and paper without even blinking.

“Haru, I’m going home. Tell Daisuke that I took the cab once he’s finished messing around with that stupid client,” you snapped at the taupe-haired man beside you while shoving your fists into your coat and briskly walking towards the street.

“H-hey! (Name)! Are you alright?” Haru attempted to call after you, but you blocked out his voice as you hailed down a cab, refusing to think back to the exasperating scene in front of you.

Daisuke turned around as the woman left, eyes meeting with Haru’s and widening with surprise as he took note of what just happened.

“Why’d they leave?” He asked his companion, genuine confusion arising in his deep voice.

Haru groaned. “You’re so damn dense. That girl was flirting with you right in front of your significant other, you idiot!”

“Was she? I didn’t know... She just gave me a gift bag,” Daisuke muttered, his eyebrows furrowing as he processed the situation. Was that considered flirting?

“Of course she was! Are you stupid?! She gave you her damn phone number too! Did you see the blush on her face at all?? She was obviously trying to get with you!” Haru yelled, pinching the bridge of his nose in utter exasperation. 

Daisuke looked down at the slip of paper in his hands. “But I thought she was just trying to give us a form of contact in case anything else--”

“Oh for fuck’s sake... You’re the densest man in this universe. You’re denser than a fucking brick. Just go home and talk to them already!”

He sighed, walking towards Haru and shoving both the gift bag and the slip of paper into his hands before walking towards his car to head home to you.

~

You were in the kitchen, making yourself some hot chocolate to distract yourself from the stinging pain in your heart as you thought back to what happened today. It wasn’t his fault, he was too stupid to realize when anyone was trying to flirt with him. It was a surprise that he was the same someone who’s had one night stands with anyone before meeting you. 

You sighed as you heard the doors of the mansion open. Your boyfriend was home. Usually you would be greeting him with open arms and a wide smile, but you decided that you needed a break from him for tonight.

“(Name)? I’m back... where are you?” you heard him call out to you, footsteps growing louder as he walked towards the kitchen. You stayed silent, lips pressed together as you focused on stirring the pot of hot chocolate on the stove, your fingers tightening against the counter as you tensed.

You felt arms slip around your waist from behind and a chin rest on your shoulder, making you gasp faintly in surprise, but quickly you came to realization that it was none other than your boyfriend, probably still completely oblivious to the situation at hand. You refused to look back at him, leaning away from him as he attempted to kiss your cheek.

Daisuke felt his heart ache. He knew he hurt you, even if he didn’t mean to, but he was never used to you being this mad.

He moved his arms to hold you tighter, pulling you close to his chest, a pang of guilt crossing his heart as he felt you tense in his arms.

“I’m sorry, my darling,” he whispered, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

You froze, your stirring ceasing as your grip on the spoon tensed, teeth worrying at your bottom lip. He was apologizing. What were you supposed to say?

Daisuke’s head rose after he heard a faint hiccup emerge from your lips. He leaned his head over to see your face from the side, and sure enough, he saw small tears leaking from your eyes as you bit down on your lip to keep the sobs at bay.

“Hey... what’s the matter, angel?” he asked you softly, moving his hands up to place them gently on your arms.

“Not now, Daisuke. Please...” you choked out, still avoiding his face as you turned off the stove, moving away from his embrace as you attempted to leave.

A hand on your wrist. You stopped, still refusing to turn around to face him. You didn’t know why you were feeling so hurt by this.

“Talk to me, (Name). Just let me know what I did so I can fix it,” he pleaded.

Your heart ripped. Now you made him feel like it was his fault. Great.

“You didn’t do anything, Daisuke,” you said tearfully, finally turning to face him.

“Then tell me what’s hurting you. I’ll make it right,” he said, his voice low and gentle as he pulled you to his chest. “I’m not going to hurt you, my dear.”

You couldn’t stop it. The tears continued to flow down your cheeks as you buried your face into his chest. Daisuke calmly stroked your hair, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as he soothingly rubbed your back.

“It’s just... I-I get scared. I see all those people who flirt with you and--” a sob shook your body and Daisuke tightened his grip on your waist as you leaned into him. “I-I know you don’t realize... that.. but--” you hiccuped, “but I’m just so scared Daisuke. I’m so scared... you’re going to find someone more deserving of you and then--” a torrent of sobs took over you, as you held him tighter, your tears wetting his dress shirt, but he didn’t care. All he could feel was the throbbing pain in his chest as he watched you come apart. He felt his heart slowly breaking in half as he watched you cry.

“You’re... you’re going to leave me...” you weeped, your fingers gripping onto the fabric of his jacket as you continued to cry out your heart.

“No...” he whispered, trying to keep his voice from breaking, but to no avail. He felt a tear fall down his cheek, but ignored it as he continued to hush your sorrow-filled sobs, fingers running gently across your back and down your arms to calm your aches and tremors.

After you had quieted down, Daisuke pulled back to wipe your tears before cupping your cheeks. He stroked your cheek with his thumb, his eyes teary as he looked at you with the most heartfelt expression you’d ever seen him with.

“You deserve more than anything in this world, sweetheart. You deserve more than everything this universe holds. I love you so, so much, my angel. And I will never leave your side. Not now, not ever. I promise you, my love. You are my everything.”

You looked up at him, breath hitching in your throat. God, you were so in love with him. How could someone be so kind, and so loving?

He took your hands into his as he lifted them to his lips, planting a kiss onto every little finger. “I love you. I love every part of you,” he murmured.

Fingers still interlaced, he let go of your other hand to pull you into a warm kiss, your troubles melting away.

Pulling back ever so slightly, he slowly peppered kisses down from your jaw to your neck, and back up to your ear, his free hand sliding around to the small of your back.

“Daisuke...” you whispered timidly, holding on tightly so that the nervous quaking of your hands wasn’t obvious.

“You went through so much today because of me...”

“N-no! It’s not your fault--”

“Hush now, my angel,” he said softly, letting go of your hand to brush back your hair with his fingers as he kissed down from your lips to your jaw once more, his hand slipping under the hem of your shirt to caress your skin. He spoke once more, his sultry voice filling your ears with a melody of love and lust.

“Let me take care of you tonight.”

// what the fuck i’m so sorry i’m taking so long to complete requests sighhh anyways i hope you like this mwah mwah

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