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Daisuke Kambe Husband Headcanons

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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.  ♡ 

[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"

[hibiscus-iv]

Haru Kato x afab!Reader

word count: 640

Tw: Age gap

You were so young and sweet just experiencing your early 20’s. Haru finds it hard to believe a sweet little thing like you caught eyes for someone like him, 29 -going on 30-, married to his job, a bachelor for most of his life, and relatively plain. You had run into one another when you were searching for your brother, he had the tendency to run off whenever given the opportunity yet cried hysterically when realizing he was lost after sating his curiosity to explore without his big sister.

Walking down the streets now to a nearby park is where you stumbled across your sobbing brother and a man, immediately you rushed over on high alert swiping up the toddler and putting distance between yourself and this stranger. Haru, realizing what was happening, revealed his badge stating he was a police officer and that he was just trying to help seemed to make you visibly relax. Setting your sibling down he ran over to Haru and thanked him for his help to which Haru patted his head saying he was glad he was able to do assist. You ask Haru for his number after stating that your brother did this on a near daily basis and that maybe you should get his number for next time you need help to which he flusteredly complied.

The next day you texted him asking for his help and to meet you at a downtown location. When he showed up worried about your brother you were quick to put him at ease telling Haru your brother was safe and with your parents. Deciding to clear him of his confusion you tell him, “You said to text you if I ever needed help but you never really specified it so I need help to make this a date.” Your heated cheeks and hopeful eyes never broke away from his own until he complied, these antics of yours continued as opportunities to create more dates with Haru.

He learned you were in your early 20’s, just recently moved out of your parents place, you babysit your kid brother, where you were born and raised, your ethnicity, that you’re in college, and how you always wear your heart on your sleeve. Making it vocally and openly known to Haru that you have a crush on him. He couldn’t understand it. On the many adventures you set up there had been multiple times when he’d be coming back from the restroom to see boys much younger than him and far more attractive flirt with you and you continuously turned each and everyone of them down without a second thought only to twist the knife of rejection further when your eyes light up at the sight of Haru’s return.

It made him feel like a teenager all over again to have someone as young and beautiful as you vie after his love and attention. It wasn't until Haru’s 30th birthday, while you were celebrating with him did you confront him with the knot tying question, “will you be my boyfriend?” Sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck he agrees and you celebrate, absolutely elated.

“Can I ask you a question?” Haru’s voice brings you out of your mini celebration and you look over to him, “You’re so straight forward, why?”

Raising an eyebrow to his question, “Because I want to be with you Haru, if I tipped toed around what I wanted then we wouldn’t be here right now. I want to be with you so I’m gonna be as forward as I can with and for you.” His face flushed at your confession and he pulls you in for a hug. He buries his face in the crook of your neck as you giggled at his reaction, wrapping your arms around his body to bring him closer.

This work belongs to hibiscus-iv 2021

[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!!

[babiedeku]

daisuke kambe | whispered

so here i am posting about everyone’s sugardaddy, daisuke. i hope i got his character right and all i can dish out rn is fluff - so today i humbly offer you daisuke fluff (also did i spell his name right? some say its “kanbe” but his wiki pages shows “kambe”??)

daisuke + the way you said ‘i love you’ prompt “a whisper in the ear.”

you were in your shared bedroom with daisuke, watching him get ready for his flight to hong kong with his partner haru.

“how long will you be away again?” you asked him quietly.

daisuke turned to you, the corner of his lip turned up into the faintest hint of a smile. “i’m not sure, love, but i will tell you and keep in touch as much as i can.” he shut his suitcase. “or you can come along, i’ll have us stay in a room together.”

shaking your head, you couldn’t help but smile. he’s always been so nonchalant with how he spends his money, but you know that it comes from a good place in his heart, even if to some it may seem a little too extravagant and that it’s not exactly looked up to in his line of work.

“no, it’s okay, i’ll just keep the bed warm and wait for you.”

he only hummed in response, gathering his belongings before he approached your still pajama clad figure in your shared bed. “i’ll be back,” was all he said, blue eyes drinking you in.

“stay safe, please.” you smiled, already knowing that your husband is going to cause quite a mess abroad. “i love you.”

daisuke leaned in, his soft lips softly ghosting over the shell of your ear making you shudder and gasp quietly. “i love you, too, darling.” and he pressed a kiss to your forehead before stepping out of the room.

cheeks burning red and your heart beating rapidly against your chest, you giggled.

daisuke may be seem like he doesn’t care or have an ounce of emotion within him, but for you he’ll gladly break down his cool demeanor just a little bit and show you that his heart beats for you and only you.

[imo-chan-imagines]

Hold Me | FKBU Drabble

Katou Haru × gn!reader

For @darthvadersturd 🌸

Warnings: 18+, mature fluff + comfort, sexual references, smut but not really(??), like super soft sex stuff, subtle cockwarming, so much fluff 🥺, drabble

Song: You Are by Dr. Edward Johnson

A/N: I wrote this on my period. Hormones are haywire. I feel like garbage. I just wanna be loved. It's short, but I hope you like it, Jo! ♡

⚠️ 18+ CONTENT! MINORS: PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT ⚠️

"Hold me."

You shift in Haru's arms, pressing your face deeper into his chest as your fingers twist the fabric of his unbuttoned bed shirt.

His hands run gently up and down your back, soothing you as they pull you into him.

"I already am," he says softly.

"Then hold me closer," you say, choking as your voice falters. "Until there's no space left between us. I don't ever want to be apart from you again. Not even by a centimetre."

Haru pulls you into him tighter, his heartbeat pulsing in your ear, reverberating in your head and through your bones, right to the centre of your being. Your legs are intertwined under the covers as he rests inside you, filling you up. Making you feel whole.

Whole in a way that nobody has ever made you feel before.

"Shh, it's okay," he hushes, placing gentle, loving kisses on your forehead. Tears brim at the corners of his eyes, the feeling of being so utterly connected to you overwhelming him. "It's okay, I'm here. I've got you."

"I know," you whisper into him. You toy with the loose button on his clothes, picking and pulling at it. "Please, Haru. Don't stop holding me."

"I won't," he says, his lips trembling as they find yours.

Heaven. Nirvana. Elysium – what are they, but mere mortal words that fall short of your own euphoria?

His breaths shake, ghosting over your skin, sending shivers cascading down your body. Your body – kept warm by his, and his by yours.

"Promise me?" you ask, your lips brushing against his.

He kisses you again, slowly. Softly. Deeply. You can taste him.

"I'll never stop holding you," he says, carefully holding your face in his hands as he looks you in the eye. He then cradles you against him. "I promise."

And Haru always protects his promises.

© imo-chan-imagines 2021

[kambessugarbby]

“black card”

“daisuke, for the last time, i don’t need another Louis Vuitton handbag. i can hear my closet screaming for air to breathe.”

“that’s strange for your closet to be screaming (y/n). shall i make arrangements for it to be renovated within the week?”

you groan as you hear the dial tone of daisuke’s phone ring, a hand on your forehead expressing the frustration you were currently experiencing. before the person, you can imagine it being one of his trusted contractors, could answer the call, you gently pry the phone off your boyfriend’s hands and hang up. you sigh, eyes closing for a brief second, before gazing at him with tired yet soft eyes. 

“honey, you know i appreciate everything you do for me. i could never repay you enough for all the times you were there for me and spoiled me rotten.” daisuke grins and opens his mouth to interrupt, yet you raise your hand up before he could continue. 

“but, for fuck’s sake, please stop buying me things that i already have abundance of” you giggle as you grab his hand to emphasize your statement. 

he looks at your intertwined hands, noticing how your hand was slightly smaller than his as well as the temperature difference. it always boggled him how your hands would remain cold no matter the weather. however, it was weirdly endearing to the millionaire detective for it gave him the excuse to warm your hands with his own and what a sight it was when the rosy red hue would blanket your cheeks beautifully. 

with a small, unnoticeable smile, he raises your hand up to his lips, taking into memory the faint smell of peach rose body wash you adored, and kisses the soft skin of your knuckles. any more pressure than he was placing on it and he was sure that they would fall apart before him. daisuke glances at your face, a sense of satisfaction growing at the sight of your face glowing pink at the gesture. 

 “oh, sweetheart, you must not have read the terms of our contract thoroughly enough.” “daisuke, i already told you, there is no such thing as a girlfriend contract.” “you did sign the paperwork though.” “i thought you were joking! the pout you had when telling me to sign was just too adorable to say no to.”

the suit clad man brushes off your figure and now he is the one feeling embarrassed, a sight only reserved for you. “tsk, you seem to be imagining things again, my dear. i’ll need to consult with the medic to assess your situation.” 

you laugh, an inner victory banner flashing through your brain as you witness your usually cold-looking lover trying to disguise his reaction to the predicament you placed him in. “i think not. actually, i recall when you had arrived at my apartment, drunk as all hell, and when i asked you what was your reason for being here, do you remember what you answered?”

he groans and closes his eyes, but responds quietly, “what?”

you try to channel your inner drunk boyfriend, your smile becoming into the oh so famous Kambe pout and your eyes slightly closed in an attempt to recreate the expression daisuke possessed in that moment. 

“my bed doesn’t smell like you anymore, baby.”

before you are able to continue rambling about the sad and gloomy look his eyes seemed to tell when asking to sleep at your place, daisuke pulls you closer, if that was even possible, and silences your smiling lips with his. 

you chuckle but return the kiss nonetheless. daisuke never had been good with words but you’ll accept the kiss if he wants you to receive it ever so badly. 

in the midst of your love-stricken daze, daisuke pulls away, tames the strands of your hair that appear to want him to put them back in place, and walks over to the cashier who idly watched the commotion before them. 

“put the handbag and the diamond pearl necklace set on my black card.” 

[daisukes-creditcard]

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[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.

[kisstheloststars]

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Mob Psycho 100

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[ticklygiggles]

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[send-allmyloving]

"come here, angel."

daisuke loved having you in his lap, no matter what he was doing. but for now, he just wanted a break with you. all he wanted right now was for his princess sitting obediently in his lap, looking so pretty and innocent for him and him only. only then would you get the attention that you secretly craved.

nervously, at his call, you shuffled over in your satin nightgown. for a moment or two you hovered in front of him, uncertain of what to do as he placed his hands on your waist, smirking at your timid expression, though his eyes held a lilt of gentleness as he gazed at you. he guided you onto his lap, making sure you were straddling his waist before sliding his large hands down to your hips, his signature smirk never leaving his face. your eyes avoided his, your shyness fueling his ego. you were so delicate. all he wanted was to destroy your fears and worries until the uncertainty in your eyes was replaced by happiness. he felt so good knowing that at that moment, when you were in his arms, nothing could hurt you. he was your protector, you made him feel strong.

he put a finger under your chin, gently directing you to face him so he could admire your beauty. you were so pure. oh, he wanted to ruin you so badly, but that wouldn't make him a gentleman, now would it?

"my pretty princess," he whispered, running his fingers through your soft locks before his hands slided to meet at the small of your back, making you shiver, feeling your heart flutter at his slow, gentle acts of affection. he leaned in, peppering kisses from your jaw down to your collarbone, pulling you closer onto his lap. your breath stuttered, the feeling of his lips on your skin combined with the brush of fabrics mingling together causing you to feel warm all over. you felt heat rush to your cheeks as you blushed, grip tightening against the lapels of his jacket as you closed your eyes, trying to focus on your breath.

"relax," you heard him murmur into your ear, his hot breath brushing against your skin as he ran his hands slowly down your body. he smiled against your skin as he continued to kiss your neck, savoring the silky feeling of the fabric of the nightgown beneath his fingertips, slightly pushing up the hem before rubbing your bare thighs.

you tried to heed his words, loosening your tense body as you wrapped your arms around his neck, relaxing into his touch. his mouth met yours, soft, plush lips pushing and pulling at yours in a slow rhythm, his tongue occasionally sweeping languidly into your mouth. he tasted like mint chocolate and expensive cigars, and as much as you wanted to deny it, you couldn't get enough.

He hummed in content against your lips, pulling back after pressing a couple more lazy kisses to your cheek and jaw, smiling softly at your flustered face, admiring the blush painting your cheeks as your gaze refused to meet his once again.

gripping your chin gently, he tilted your head up so your eyes were looking into his soft blue ones. he bit his lip, eyes never leaving yours as he drifted his free hand towards the hem of your nightgown, fingers stroking at the lace patterns.

"you're so pretty like this..." he breathed, thumb tracing your bottom lip as his other hand let go of the hem of your gown, moving back up to grip your waist.

"so innocent... so lovely..."

your pulse quickened, your gaze shying away from his as you attempted to turn your head away, only to be pulled back to meet his eyes once more as he admired your bashful expression, smirking. you were his, all his.

"so precious..."

he dragged you forward by the chin, your lips hovering right before his, your breaths mingled together.

"you're mine. you can only look this pretty for me and only me, understood?" he asked you, his voice low and gentle, but with a hint of authority. he wasn't asking you. this was a command.

you felt another shiver through your body. you felt small in his arms as you registered the possessiveness in his words. however you couldn't lie to yourself, you enjoyed how much he cherished you.

you nodded timidly, trying to hide the shakiness of your fingers by gripping tighter to the expensive fabric of his jacket.

he chuckled softly, giving you another short, soft kiss. pulling back, his fingers held onto your chin more firmly this time, eyes darkening as they trailed up and down your body, his smirk fading from his face as he pulled you even closer, lips brushing against yours as he whispered praise that made you whimper, breath catching in your throat.

"good girl."

[straycat-writes]

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[imo-chan-imagines]

『 As your boyfriend | FKBU Headcanons 』

Characters: female!reader, Kambe Daisuke, Kato Haru

Tags/warnings: Fugou Keiji Balance: Unlimited (anime), 18+, strong sexual references, fluff, angst, Haru's PTSD, headcanons, daddy kink and cockwarming (kind of?) for Daisuke, breeding kink for Haru *coughing intensifies*

⚠️ 18+ CONTENT! MINORS: PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT ⚠️

A/N: Felt like writing some more for these boys because ~holy shit~ do I love them, and I maybe went a teensy bit overboard. Oopsie! 🤭 But anyway, have y'all seen episode 6?! Let's freaking gooo! (No spoilers, don't worry) Thanks for reading! Enjoy! Imo~

Kambe Daisuke

First up: daddy kink. I know it, you know it, we all know it. So let's not beat about the bush

Quite dominant and firm with you (see: daddy kink)

But he absolutely loves spoiling you

Expensive gifts, like one-of-a-kind necklaces, seductive perfumes, satin dresses, lace underwear, etc.

He loves dressing you up and showing you off

But he also loves spoiling you in bed more like ruining, I am deceased

A lot of butt grabbing in public hnng

He likes it when you don't wear any underwear because it makes for easier quickies like bent over the sink in the bathroom at his favourite club

He likes you sitting on his lap in front of people, too aye papi

American gangster vibes, honestly

He's not really one for soppy, romantic PDA, but he loves you letting people know that it's him you want and nobody else

He loves the look on people's faces when you call him 'daddy' that grin will be the death of me

Especially the look on Haru's face, lmao. He blushed like a tomato and couldn't speak a coherent sentence for a whole hour

Hickeys. Lots and lots of hickeys. And don't even think about covering them up

Daisuke loves sleeping naked and has a habit of walking around the house in just a towel when he gets out the shower fight me

He's also completely oblivious to what it does to you

A MASSIVE bed with super soft, satiny sheets. They feel like clouds uwu

He gets HEUSC to remind him of important dates, like birthdays, anniversaries, etc.

Date Ideas: Unlimited sorry, not sorry

From fancy restaurants, to exclusive movie premieres, to late night helicopter rides to the other side of the country, Daisuke can and will pay for anything if it makes you happy

He also lets you introduce him to lots of new things, like trying different kinds of street food on dates, going rowing on the pond in the park, having a go at karaoke, renting bikes and cycling round the city, going hiking at the nearest nature reserve or wilderness, etc. adorable

He's like a curious kitten when he's trying new things, putting a lot of trust in you to guide him through it

He always looks perfect in the photos you snap, even the ones he wasn't aware you were taking, and it's a lowkey frustrating that he nearly always looks prettier than you

But it's not his fault, so you'll only pout for a little while

His face is pretty hard to read most of the time, but you eventually get used to it and pick up on all his little mood indicators

His ears move when he's happy, and you can't convince me otherwise

He'll hold your heels for you when your feet hurt on a night out

He smells of leather and sandalwood, and his kisses taste of expensive whisky and cigars

He loves it when you bite his lower lip while making out

He's kind of possessive, but in a protective way

He never thought of himself as a particularly jealous person, until one night he came back to the bar and saw some other guy hitting on you the attention was definitely unwanted on your side

It made his blood boil – clenched fists, piercing glare if looks could kill

But he managed to stay calm and maturely tell the guy to get lost, with his arm snaking round your waist

Daisuke made it very clear that it wasn't you he didn't trust. It was that he didn't trust that guy – or any guy, for that matter

His favourite ~position~ is on a table or other surface with your legs over his shoulders

He's a god at eating you out

He's a god at everything in the bedroom, tbh

Saint Laurent condoms, because he's that fucking extra I'm screaming

His hair always falls out of place when you're fucking it's so hot and cute, wtf

It's a lot of glitz and glamour on the surface, but when it's just the two of you, you know just how much you mean to him

The King of Aftercare™

He used to suck at aftercare until he properly tried it. Then he realised that he needed it as much as you did le cry

Back rubs, forehead kisses, playing with your hair, soft whispers in your ear

He holds you so tightly that it gets hard to breathe, and you can feel his heart beating hard against your back

Sometimes he likes to just stay inside you after finishing

He enjoys the feeling of you around him, and honestly, you like just feeling him being inside you cockwarming, kind of?

Soft little nuzzles with his nose in his sleep even better when he's fallen asleep while still inside you

He's not perfect, but being with you makes him try to be better

Help, my heart's so full 🤧

Kato Haru

This man is a sweetie pie, honestly

Not just boyfriend material, but husband material put a ring on it, hun

Lots of home cooking, and it all tastes so good you honestly believe he could just quit being a cop and open up a restaurant

He loves cooking with you, too. It's fun bonding time

Sometimes he stands behind you and guides your hands etc. it sometimes goes a little further, if ya know what I'm saying 👀

Knows how to do all the chores and housework, and actually does his share look at my practical hubby

Random pillow fights that turn into cuddle sessions

He talks in his sleep waaahh, so cute

Sometimes it's utter nonsense, like 'Don't let the donuts escape'

Other times, it's things like, 'I love Y/N so much,' or 'Let's have babies,' while he's holding onto you, and you just melt

Spooning. So much spooning

Lots of budget date ideas, like building pillow forts, watching sunsets and stargazing from the balcony, going for hikes and runs together, going for picnics, feeding ducks at the pond, etc.

One time, a duck chased him around the pond because he had the bread, and he had to run for 20 minutes before it gave up thank God for all that cardio

The Master of Flat Pack Furniture™ – because he takes his time and actually reads the instructions

Daisuke had a ™ so Haru needed one too

Takes good care of you on your period and actually knows about different sanitary products

He smells really fresh and clean, like Imperial Leather soap and air-dried laundry as long as he hasn't been on a stakeout, lmao

He loves taking showers with you, but like, actual showers

The first and only time you had shower sex was hot and steamy until:

1. You realised that water does not a good lube make and 2. He slipped and accidentally shoved his dick in your ass instead

You fully passed out, and he was so frantic that he bundled you into the car and drove you straight to the ER you were in just a towel, might I add

You both look back on it now and laugh, but he was genuinely scared

Shower sex = never again

But he loves it when you straddle his lap and start grinding on him bonus points if you kiss his neck and run your hands through his hair

He's a pretty vanilla boy when it comes to sex, preferring positions like missionary and cowgirl, and liking a fairly even balance of power

He got super embarrassed and flustered when he finally mustered up the courage to suggest having car sex

And then even more embarrassed and flustered when you actually ended up doing it

He was blushing so hard the entire time and came really quickly, which only added to his embarrassment but you thought it was cute

He has really sensitive nipples which you use to your advantage

He absolutely loves hates it when you send him nudes or try and sext him while he's at work, because he gets a massive boner and will either have to live with it and probably get laughed at by those goobs in the office, or deal with it in the bathroom, which feels wrong to him on so many levels

Doesn't really stop you sending them though, because whenever you do, he comes home and fucks you really well

One thing that's not vanilla about him is how much he likes cumming inside you breeding kink, welcome to the party. Please take a seat

He didn't tell you about it for the longest time because he was embarrassed about it and was afraid you'd think it was gross or something please cum in me, sir

He was so relieved when you were understanding about it and open to the idea of indulging him

But he genuinely really wants kids some day he'd be a great dad

His PTSD doesn't stop him being a good boyfriend, but he's convinced that it does

Most days he seems okay, like he's over it, even

But sometimes you'll wake up in the middle of the night and find him curled up in the bath, shaking and crying into his knees my poor baby, I can't

Excuse me while I go and cry into my pillow for a while

You're his safety net

When he feels like he's drowning, you keep his head above the water until the waves eventually calm and recede, and he can breathe again

He hates putting so much on your shoulders

But you swear to him that you wouldn't want to be doing anything else, and that you're not going anywhere

This got so angsty, my heart can't take this 😭

© imo-chan-imagines 2020

[kambessugarbby]

“mission: stovetop”

two things occurred today that you never thought would happen:

one, you managed to finish all your paperwork earlier than expected.

two, your grouchy detective boyfriend let you cook today. (grouchy in a loving way of course)

it’s not like you had never cooked for him before. you just hadn’t been able to use his kitchen. whenever you brought up the topic of concocting a small, homemade dinner in his cozy yet practical apartment, he would grimace and quickly replace the topic with the oh-so-classic “lovely weather today, huh?”

after arriving at his workplace and much begging on your part for him to let you use his kitchen tonight, your boyfriend sighed and handed you the keys to his place, muttering how childish it was of you to beg like that. too giddy to care, your hand snatched it out of haru’s while you hugged your boyfriend as a sign of victory. mission in mind, you hurriedly kissed his cheek and made your way to exit the building. “you won’t regret this!”

as you were in the middle of your internal victory dance out of the building, you missed the small smile the detective had shown your way. shaking his head in disbelief at your behavior, he continued to look over the files on his desk while thinking of the adorable look on your face as he agreed to your pleas. 

*at Haru’s place*

your arms cried under the weight of the grocery bags, slowly losing strength as you grew closer and closer to the apartment. fumbling with the key, you managed to open the door, pushing it open with your hip. the next few seconds became a blur as you removed your shoes at the doorway and attempted to keep the food within the bags intact. 

the bags were placed on the counter and you could feel the blood flow rushing back into your slightly reddened arms. “damn, i really should start working out more”, you thought out loud. exhaling all the pent up stress from bringing the precious cargo into the home, you took a moment to actually look around at the home. 

although it was slightly warm due to the air conditioning being shut off, it was still cool, a slight breeze from the open window outside. it all looked generally the same from when you had visited a few weeks ago; the only slight difference was the stack of paperwork on the living room table. 

poor baby, he really has been caught up with work lately, your mind producing images of the bags under his eyes, only even darker if it was even possible. haru was extremely hardworking, an endearing trait in all honesty. yet, it would become too much and you would rarely hear from him and when you called, the faint sound of paper rustling along with the scribbling of the pen was always present. 

more motivated than before, you took the apron that still had the slightest smell of your boyfriend’s cologne, tied it on, and began to work on your dish. 

*a few hours later*

how did i manage to fuck this up, you groan as you attempt to save your dish. 

in the middle of your victory high and karaoke session, what you had believed to be a simple dish had turned out to be a disaster. it was raw, yet it tasted burnt. you forgot to add some spices to it so now the dish had a flavor it normally would not take. 

the crisp white apron had turned into a crumbled mess, hints of the ingredients you had used littered across the plane of it. along with your reddened forehead from facepalming one too many times, you could surely say that you had gone through cooking hell. 

deeming the meal a fail, you turn off the stovetop and slide against the fridge, landing on the wooden floor with a small thump. 

tears of frustration burned in the corner of your eyes as you realized that haru would soon arrive at a kitchen he wouldn’t recognize as well as a girlfriend who failed to come up with a dish to soothe his most likely rumbling stomach. head in your hands, you quickly try to come up with last-minute dinner ideas to prevent your boyfriend from breaking up with you.  

the universe had a funny way to tease you because the door opened as your mind had finally decided to order Thai food from the kiosk two blocks way. “i’m home!” in any other circumstance, the thought of the detective saying that phrase as he walked through the door would have reminded you of a husband coming home to his wife. yet, it had conjured into one of the scenes in the horror movies you watched with haru, a jumpscare coming soon after. 

in that case, it was haru who was experiencing the jumpscare. 

it hadn’t been due to the multiple pots and pans lying around the stovetop nor had it been whatever happy accident had occurred on his kitchen counter. it was the sight of his normally happy and down-to-earth lover clearly in distress and fumbling over her words as she attempted to explain what had happened.

“ireallywantedtomakeasuperromaticdinnerforyoutonightbuteverythingwentwrongandimsosorryaboutthisbecauseyouareextremelytiredandyoucomehome-” your mouth running wild as you attempted to explain the good intentions you had for tonight without bursting into tears. 

gently placing his hands on your shoulders, he interrupted your thought bubble “woah honey, slow down. i can’t understand you if you speak too fast.”

a few seconds later, catching your breath and letting go, your emotions calmed a little as you repeated what you had stated, this time at a speed that he could comprehend. “i truly wanted you to finally relax for once and now i ruined it. i’m the worst, aren’t i?” 

silence takes over as you attempt to discreetly wipe away the tears that keep falling, turning the discreet almost impossible at the rate that they kept falling. hearing a chuckle, your hands are pulled away from your cheeks, letting one tear happily makes its way down. “yeah, you are the worst”, the detective whispers as he wipes the tear off your red cheeks. 

in your emotional state, the burning sensation returns to your eyes as you look away from him. “you didn’t need to agree with me, jeez.” you wince as haru flicked your forehead, hand coming up to soothe the area he targeted. “you never let me finish, dumbass. let your elders speak.” with a pout, you mutter softly how your lover would just continue to insult you either way. 

cupping your cheeks, he directs your face towards him, capturing all of your attention. your mind takes note of how although what he had just said was slightly harsh, the look in his golden eyes presents a major contrast, the softness in them overpowering you. 

“you are the worst girlfriend ever-don’t interrupt. you are too caring for your own good, putting other’s needs before your own. you make me feel a million times better about myself just by looking my way. and you suck so much that you even finish all of your work early just so you can make me dinner. oh man, how did i ever end up with such a shitty girlfriend as you?”, he emphasizes his last point by poking your forehead, the corner of his lips turning upwards as he watches you scrunch your nose at the action. 

your heart warms at the sentiment behind his sarcastic speech, a blush rising in your cheeks as you realize that he is most definitely not breaking up with you now. then, you look back at the cluttered kitchen and remember the predicament you were in “what about dinner though?” 

as if answering your prayers, he holds up a bag of Thai food. “i brought this just in case. not that i thought you were gonna ruin dinner but for safety measures.” you laugh as he rubs the nape of his neck, knowing that you had just found out his plan for dinner. walking over towards one of the bags left intact, you pull out a bottle of soju and present it to haru with a smile,“i brought the drinks. lemme pour this into glasses and we’ll be good to go.” 

he takes that as a cue to set up the table while you bring out the glasses from his cupboard. with you already having prepared the drinks for tonight, you glance at your lover pulling out the take out boxes and plates from their plastic bags. a feeling of appreciation surges through you as your feet guide you to where he is. “hey babe, everything okay?”, he asks as he notices you standing behind him. 

turning towards you, you take advantage of this moment and pulls his tie down, your lips meeting his in the process. haru’s eyes widen for a moment before closing to savor the moment with you. god, when was the last time you guys had kissed because it felt like a lifetime for him since your soft lips greeted his. 

with a soft sound from your lips disconnecting, you lean your head on his forehead and sigh blissfully. 

“yeah, better than okay.” 

Mission: successful?

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