#hh.kiss prompts

[hauntedhokage]

Megumi Fushiguro/Reader

kiss prompt: kisses shared under an umbrella from this list

word count: 310

You hadn’t been expecting the rain; but somehow Megumi always seemed to be prepared, pulling a small retractable umbrella from the tote bag he was carrying for you and opening it before letting you step outside the grocery store. It had been so beautiful when you left in the morning, the forecast had completely slipped your mind so you were surprised to have Megumi request that you wait for a moment before producing the yellow object before he takes your hand and continues as if it were nothing. 

“You knew it was going to rain?”

“No, I noticed the clouds getting darker as we left the mall so I got an umbrella to have just in case while you were looking at shoes before we went for groceries.” 

So, that’s where he disappeared off to. Which also explained the bright yellow color - Megumi wasn’t a bright color kind of guy, so this was definitely an impromptu decision.  Yellow was either the only option or he just grabbed the first one he saw to ensure that he was prepared to keep you dry on the short walk back to your apartment. 

“You’re so good to me, Megumi.” Your praise has him blushing, even though it was the most thoughtful gesture, he seems a bit uncomfortable at the recognition and looks away from you as you turn to face him fully under the umbrella. He leans in when you crook a finger at him, and you feel his face get hotter when you wrap your arms around his neck to kiss him under his new yellow umbrella. He only needs one hand to hold the umbrella and, despite his initial bashfulness, uses his free arm to wrap around your waist to pull you in closer. You might’ve been blocking the sidewalk, but that didn’t really matter to either of you right now. 

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kiss prompt: Sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss. from this list

“We don’t have time,” you scold once you register just who had grabbed you by your hips to pull you into an unused room. Behind you stands your boyfriend, the one nobody knew you had, and you sigh at his proud smirk when you turn to face him. “Seriously, they’ll notice if I'm-”

“We have time.” The assurance is not very reassuring, but you still let him pull your arms up to rest on his shoulders. Your fingers laced together behind his neck, keeping your arms in place as his hands revisit their spot on your hips. “Nobody is going to know we’re here.”

“You’re such a bad influence,” you whisper, pulling yourself closer so you can press your lips to his. You feel his smile against your lips, happy to be getting what he wanted while he coaxed your mouth to open for him. If you were found, you’d get in so much trouble for doing this here, of all places. But it didn’t matter, these rare moments are more important. 

“I’m your favorite bad influence,” he breathes, the hand around your waist squeezing your side gently and enjoying your breathy chuckle that has your air pushing against his lips and into his mouth. “You should probably get out of here, don’t want to get caught.”

“Just give me one more.”

Barou, Gojo, Megumi, Todo, Toji, Bachira, Kunigami, Reo, Aiku, Kirishima, Kaminari, Dabi

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prompt: kisses that start on their fingers and run up their arm, eventually ending on their lips from this list

word count: 207

You were just trying to watch television, and you thought that he was content doing the same. But for him to keep his hands to himself was too high of an expectation, not that you were exactly complaining. The gentle kisses to your fingers were almost teasing, each pad receiving their own delicate peck before those lips are moving along the ridge of your index finger to the back of your hand where no part of your skin is left untouched by his lips. 

“What are you doing?” you ask with a smile, glancing over to see him smile in return as he kisses your wrist. 

“Appreciating,” is all he says against your skin, continuing to kiss up your arm while carefully pulling you closer to him so he can continue his path. “Admiring.”

You’re in his lap by the time he gets to your shoulder, and you tilt your head back to allow him a clear path along the column of your neck but let him bring your head back to where he’d want it afterwards. The kiss that comes shortly after is worth the wait, a gentle press of his lips to yours while his fingers hold your chin to keep you in place.

Gojo, Geto, Kirishima, Barou, Kaiser, Choso, Yuuji, Aiku, Kunigami, Chigiri

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word count: 189

prompt: a kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged from this list

note: i have never written for inumaki before so this was a fun switch up.

He’d been gone for a while, whatever mission he was on requiring some travel that would be longer than the both of you would have preferred. You’d been a bit worried, just because it was taking a bit longer than expected for him to return - given the line of his work it would be natural to worry. 

But then the door opens, and you’re moving before you even think about it. Your arms are tight around his neck, and you feel him grunt in surprise before your lips are on his. You didn’t usually greet him like this, but he’d been gone for so long and you’d missed him so much, you just couldn’t resist the need to be in his arms again. He didn’t even have the time to take his shoes off. 

“Hi Toge,” you whisper when you pull away nuzzling your nose against his in your usual greeting - just another way to say I love you since he couldn’t verbalize it. “I missed you.”

“Kelp,” he breathes in greeting, keeping you close while walking towards the couch. He still needed to take off his other shoe. 

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prompt: laying a gentle kiss to the back of the other's hand from this list

word count: 396

Outward displays of intimacy weren’t really Sae’s thing. You knew he loved you, there was never any doubt in your mind. Sae’s love languages were quality time and gifts, the gifts coming in only when he couldn’t spend that quality time he desired with you. You did, however, have a magnet, sticker, or tshirt from every place he’d gone to - down to the specific city. He’d also hunt down the only the most perfect gift that wasn’t a cheesy souvenir, something that was one of a kind that he could present to you when he came home - most times just leaving it on the nightstand because the act of giving a gift in person was also not something he was particularly good at. He tried really hard to be that for you, until you told him to stop before he internally combusted from discomfort. 

But the moments where you could actually relax with him, leaning into him on the couch while he played back his last match with your hand holding his in your lap so you could play with his fingers while you watched. You’d already watched it, wearing his jersey proudly in your living room with friends who supported his team, but you were still more than happy to watch it again with him and playfully comment about the hottest soccer player in the world whenever he was on the screen.

“You should come with me for the next one,” he suggests, something that has you pausing your playing with his hand as you look up at him. “Yes, I mean it.” 

“You don’t say things you don’t mean. But what about-”

“I don’t care, and you shouldn’t either,” he tries to reassure, keeping your hand in his and bringing it up towards his face. “We don’t know how it’ll be until we try, right?”

You only nod, continuing to stare at him as he places the gentlest of kisses against the back of your hand. His lips linger for a moment, his eyes locked on yours as he reminds you that he needs to hear you say it, then opens your hand to press a kiss to your palm. This time he peppers kisses around your hand, an act of affection you didn’t often get from him but wouldn’t complain about. When he was being this soft, how could you possibly say no?

[hauntedhokage]

kiss prompt: throwing their arms around the other person’s neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips from this list

word count: 230

note: you knowwww i had to do a double header for my bbl king's birthday

You knew he’d catch you, he always did, which is why you don’t hesitate to launch yourself at him before he had time to set his bag down. You do n’t even get the surprised shriek anymore, just the grunt on contact as his hands grip your thighs to support you while your arms settle on his shoulders. He smiles when your cheek is pressed to his as you hold him close, a whispered greeting into your ear before you’re pulling back to kiss him. 

He’s an active participant in the kiss, his mouth opening for you as he carries you further into the house.

“Happy birthday, Shoei,” you whisper as you part, grinning when he rubs his nose against yours before kissing you again. There wasn’t anything else that really needed to be said, anything you had in mind to tell him about in regards to today wiped from your mind as he sits you on the back of the couch to make out with you some more. He didn’t do birthday parties or want extravagant displays to celebrate his birthday - all of that was unnecessary to him. All he wanted was what you’ve already provided: you in his arms and ready to be unwrapped like the gift that you were. The gifts you did get him and the cake you’d had ordered would come after the main celebration.

[hauntedhokage]

Shouta Aizawa/F!Reader (street racer!au)

kiss prompt: weak, sweaty kisses because it’s unbearably hot from this list

word count: 531

note: me? sharing something from a concept/au i’ve said nothing about?? more likely than you’d think.

The shop feels like an oven. He’d said it wasn’t always like this during the summer, but after a week of laying on a creeper in front of the industrial fan while watching him do his job repairing vehicles you’re convinced it had to be like this all summer. How he could even function while it was so hot was a mystery to you, but one you’d have to figure out for yourself now, considering that parts ordered for your car had finally been delivered and your beloved mechanic was too busy with paid jobs to take care of his favorite charity case. 

You’re sure you look pathetic scooting the creeper across the shop without getting up, but with how hot it was you were trying to conserve your energy - much more important now that you wouldn’t be able to sit directly in front of the large fan’s breeze while you tried to replace the parts that had been damaged in your last race and change your oil. He’d been taking care of all of that for you over the last three months, but your next race was in four days and you’d seen his schedule for the next three - there was no way he’d have time, so you needed to be strong. 

At least, you would try to be strong. Your hands are sweaty, which makes your grip on any tool you pick up terrible, and you’d come close to dropping a wrench on your face twice in a five minute period just trying to loosen the plug to your oil gasket. Two hands gently grab your calves, pulling you from beneath your car so you meet the gaze of your mildly amused but also tired boyfriend. He was always hot, but to see him temperature-hot with his hair tied up into a messy bun to stay out of his sweaty face and flushed cheeks was on another level. 

“Under there for not even five minutes and already filthy,” he chides, an amused smile on his face as you try to wipe at yours as you sit up on the creeper. “Making it worse.”

You only grunt in response to that, sitting up as he squats down in front of you and brings a clean rag to wipe at your cheek while reminding you that he had said he’d tune up your car tonight. Your request that you at least change your oil is met with a sigh and a nod, the retired racer leaning in to kiss your forehead. A tug at his shirt has him sitting in the newly opened spot on your creeper, his hands settling on your thighs as you lean in for a kiss. 

It’s too hot for anything more than just a simple kiss, and you’re not even sure that’s what you’re doing with how languidly your mouth moves against his. But you’re not complaining and neither is he. A mumbled request that you take a break with him for a few minutes has him lifting your feet so he can scoot your creeper back to sit in front of the fan while continuing to exchange small kisses in the middle of the garage.

[hauntedhokage]

https://www.tumblr.com/kashimalin-fanfiction/178524845380/50-types-of-kisses-writing-prompts?source=share

6 and 7 with megumi pretty please!!!

Fushiguro Megumi/GN!Reader

prompts: wild, breathless kisses brought on by a heartfelt gift & french kisses where they trace every tooth with their tongues as though trying to memorize them.

word count: 353

“It’s not much,” he starts, holding the bag out towards you while intentionally avoiding your eye contact. “But I saw it in the store and felt like it was something you’d appreciate.”

He always chose his words so carefully when it came to things like this, and that has you smiling at how nervous he was to hand you the black gift bag stuffed with white tissue paper. He’s commenting about how it wasn’t really wrapped and how he hoped you didn’t mind and something about Gojo being a pain in the ass. Usual behavior out of Megumi, trying to deflect where he could when there wasn’t a real need to. 

Inside the bag is a stuffed animal, one you’d pointed out a couple weeks ago while on a date with Megumi because it looked grumpy like he always seemed to. The underlying sentiment isn’t lost on you; he was always paying attention to the things you did and said, never really forgetting anything since it was all important to him, but the real story is that he’d gotten you something that would remind you of him. Something you’d appreciate, he’d said, and he wasn’t wrong about that. You more than appreciated it, and that’s made known when you throw yourself at your unsuspecting boyfriend and relish in the surprised grunt that’s swallowed by your kiss.

“You’re worse than Itadori, launching yourself at me like that,” he mumbles against your lips, smiling as he kisses you again while adjusting how you were sitting in his lap. “But you like it?”

“Love it,” you whisper, this time kissing him deeper with your hands pushing through his hair. Your fingers easily get lost in the thick dark hair, keeping him close as his tongue pushes into your mouth. When Megumi kissed you like this, he was committing to mapping every crevice of your mouth that he could reach and savoring the time that he got to have with you that would be uninterrupted thanks to a locked door and lie about how you were spending your afternoon to keep Gojo at bay on your birthday.

[hauntedhokage]

kiss prompt: kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height difference from this list

word count: 537

The building’s elevator had been under maintenance for a few days, so the stairwell was where you were more likely to see your neighbors due to the time it took all of you to brave the stairs back up to your homes - or prepare to do so by chatting in the lobby. The professional soccer player who lived across the hall from you was no exception to the need to prepare to climb the stairs, which was how you ended up with him carrying your grocery bag for you this afternoon as he followed you up the stairs. He’d been idly going through his mail by the door to the stairwell when you’d walked by with a greeting, your bag transferring from your hand to his when he held it out without either of you putting too much thought into it. 

This had become the new routine with the elevator down; he didn’t want to climb the stairs alone after practicing all day and you didn’t want to carry your stuff up the few flights of stairs, so your cute neighbor and friend would always wait for you in the evenings. It really was no different than when the elevator was working - unless otherwise communicated between the two of you, Oliver was always hanging out in the lobby when you came home so he could chat with you on the way up to your homes. 

“How’s the latest round of girlfriends?” you ask over your shoulder, earning a snort from Oliver as he continues to climb the stairs behind you. Always behind you since his thighs started to get sore around this time so he moved slower - but always teased that he just didn’t want you checking out his ass. “Or are you still taking time off from dating?”

“Still on hiatus,” he responds, and you don’t have to turn around to see the smirk on his face that went with his tone. He was proud of himself. “Trying to prove myself worthy of my true goal girlfriend.”

“She’s not impressed by the two week hiatus?”

“I don’t think she’s caught on to being my goal.” His answer has you stopping on the stairs, turning around to face him only to be eye to eye with him for once - and feeling just a bit taller than him. It was cute seeing him look up at you, even if just barely. “I guess my cute neighbor is kinda oblivious.”

You don’t even think before leaning in, your mouth connecting with his in a tender kiss. Your hand continues to grip the railing for stability as his arm snakes around your waist to pull you in closer, a satisfied hum leaving him when your teeth graze his bottom lip. If you’d known you had been the reason he was slowing down the carousel of women through his door, you would’ve kissed him sooner, and you make sure to tell him as much when you finally pull away. 

“I stopped all that after we had the almost kiss, you’re a smart woman so I figured you’d put the pieces together.” His response has you sighing, but doesn’t stop you from leaning in to kiss him again. “Dinner tonight? I’ll cook.”

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may iI request a no 22 with rin plsss

you can request anything you want bb. this might be one of my favorite prompts on the list

prompt: a kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party. from this list

note: continuing my cat dad!rin agenda

You’d woken up to an unplanned visitor in your bed, but happily snuggled into Rin when he kissed your head. A mumbled greeting follows, his voice still heavy with sleep though you’re not sure how much sleep he’d actually gotten since you don’t know when he’d gotten home. 

“When’d you get in?”

“Two, or something like that,” he mumbles back, loosening his grip to let you scoot up to be more at his eye level. “Didn’t really care, just wanted to be in bed with you. Where’s the cat?”

“Probably in the window hammock, he came to bed with me.” Your answer earns a hum, and you smile when he carefully cups your cheek, thumb rubbing against the apple of your cheek as he smiles at you. “Watched your match. As usual you looked really hot and good at the game.”

“Thank you, honey. Missed you a lot.”

“You always do,” you tease, leaning in for the kiss when he does and smiling at the feeling you’d missed for almost a week. The first kiss after his return is always a longer one, much more passionate to make up for time lost. Rin’s touch is always gentle, even when his kisses were hungrier than they normally are and he’s trying to get you on him for the reunion sex you both loved so much. “Missed you too, by the way.”

“You always do,” he mumbles against your lips, hands on your hips to keep you where he wants you while your hand slides through the silky smooth locks and pulling a moan from him when you tug at them to angle his head up. “Love you so much.”

“I love yo- hey!” You’re cut off by a furry body squirming into the space between you and Rin, a bap to your cheek before the cat is trying to snuggle into Rin’s neck. “Damn cat is a cockblock.”

“He just missed me just as much as you did.” A kiss to the cat’s head, and you’re smiling as you slide off of Rin to go cook breakfast. “Come back.”

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prompt: kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed. from this list

word count: 307

It wasn’t a rare occurrence that you were making out with Barou before you’d even made it through the front door. As meticulous and respectful as he was towards you in your relationship, he also couldn’t keep his hands off of you after you’d been apart for even a few hours. 

Unlocking the door is easy, by now he’d mastered pulling his keys from his pocket, putting them into the lock, and turning without breaking the key or the kiss he had you in while you’re pressed against the doorway. Taking your shoes off was easy, you’re both able to toe out of them while only briefly breaking apart for air before you’re connected again, your hands in his hair and his hands on your hips as he tries to guide you to the bedroom. 

Tries being the key word. You’d rearranged a few things while he was away, so his attempt to get you to the bedroom is first interrupted when your calf hits the edge of the coffee table with your wince being swallowed by his mouth before a “shit, sorry” breaks from his lips. You don’t even really care, he was home and you had some reunion sex to get to. He rotates so that he’s backing towards the bedroom, still leading you until he almost falls back due to the new placement of one of the end tables. 

“Fuck it,” he mumbles against your mouth, picking you up to sit on the sofa with you safely secure in his lap and absolutely no chance of additional injury caused by your rearrangement. “Don’t want to kill ourselves on the way to the bedroom."

“Couch is just as comfortable,” you assure, pulling back to cup his cheeks so he can see the assurance in your face. “I love you no matter where we have sex.”

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word count: 356

prompt: a chaste kiss given to each other because they are in mixed company from this list

These events were always quite a bore, but you went in solidarity with Reo because he had to be there. The heir to the Mikage Corporation was always a joy to speak with despite how bored he also was, but he put on a very brave face in the company of the corporation's investors and the friends of his father whose relationships spanned decades before he was even born. He couldn’t embarrass his father, he wouldn’t survive to see the next day if he did. 

That requirement to behave also extended to you, since you were the fiancé of the heir to the Mikage Corporation and everyone watched you like a hawk because of it. Likely more than Reo was being watched, but thankfully you have a more than stellar reputation with this group of people courtesy of a mix of your own charm and intelligence, and a small amount of coaching from Reo and the way he tracked fiancé magazines that you couldn’t care less about. 

And you liked watching him mingle, he put on a wonderful show and you followed his lead easily - always to be rewarded by ice cream in the car sent to take you home before having wonderful sex once you got home. You two had to be an interesting sight, getting out of the car in expensive evening wear to go into your usual shop to order ice cream - you’d once been called a princess by a girl who had been instructed by her parents not to stare shortly after. And he liked that kind of attention, getting to flaunt you around a little bit and show the world that you were very much taken by him. 

“Hey,” he greets from behind you, offering you a champagne flute as his arm comes to wrap around your waist. 

“Hi honey,” you greet, smiling when he leans in and steals a short kiss that was never enough. You’d always want more, but given the environment he could only give that much to stay respectful. You could be less than respectful later, and you hoped that he would be. “Having fun?”

“Absolutely not.”

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Pariring: Kunigami/Reader/Bachira

words: 203

prompt: a kiss that is leading to more, but is interrupted by a third party. from this list

“Missed you all day,” Kunigami states, giving you only a moment to breathe before his mouth is on yours in a needy kiss. Your arms are around his neck, hands on your hips as he backs you into the nearest wall. You’re so caught up in him that you don’t hear the front door open or Bachira’s greeting, not until Kunigami is pulling away to kiss at your jaw. 

“You guys always start without me.” You don’t have to look over Kunigami’s shoulder to see the pout Bachira is sporting, but you get to when Kunigami dips his head into the crook of your neck to kiss and suck a new mark on the skin there. 

“Not our fault you’re always late.” Kunigami is way too proud, but Bachira throws himself at your unsuspecting lover and manages to lock on to leave his own trail of kisses along Kunigami’s neck. “Hey! That’s not fair, Meguru!”

“Not my fault you had your back turned!” And somehow he manages to get himself far enough up Kunigami’s back to be able to lean in and give you his own kiss with an excited smile on his face. “Missed you so much, pretty.”

“Missed you too, Meguru.”

[hauntedhokage]

kiss prompt: A lingering kiss before a long trip apart.

pairing: Nanami x Reader

word count: 518

You hated when Nanami had to leave for work after hours. It was annoying when he wasn’t a sorcerer, but now that he’d returned to the jujutsu world you were more concerned than annoyed. He was talented, but he’d told you that nothing was guaranteed - typical of him, making sure that you were prepared for every possible outcome that could come out of this return to a dangerous line of work. 

Every time he had to leave he’d always stay at your side for a few minutes to brief you in the situation that required him to leave you. Most of the time he was relaxed, casually leaning against whatever surface to tell you where he was going and what he needed to do. This time it’s different; you can tell by the way he pauses before pulling his blazer, freshly pressed as it had returned from the dry cleaner yesterday, and he looks over his shoulder to where you’re leaning against the entryway to the kitchen.

“What’s the situation this time?” Your question is met with a sigh, and he leaves the coat rack without grabbing that coat. “Kento?”

“It’s quite serious, stay here at home for the rest of the evening for me?” His hands are gently gripping your upper arms, his forehead pressed to yours as he looks into your eyes. He actually looked concerned, rather than the usual bored expression he had when he needed to work overtime. 

You don’t know what to say, but you know better than to ask for specifics. You worried too much when you had the specifics, so you’d stopped asking and it helped you significantly. It also helped him, as he always worried about his career tainting you and your perception of the world around you. 

“When will you be home?” 

“I’m not sure, don’t wait up for me.” He never had an answer like that, even just a vague range of time was enough for him, and then he’d let you know if it was going to take longer. You know that he knows you’re concerned, but neither of you want to put that out in the open. There wasn’t time for consolation right now - not when he had to get going. 

He kisses you before you have time to compute that he’d started to lean in, large hands moving to hold your cheeks as you lean into him more. Your own hands hold onto his wrists, wanting desperately to keep him there - at home, with you - instead of letting him go out to face whatever was waiting for him. 

When he pulls away, it’s only just barely. His lips might as well still be on yours with how close he remained and the way you’d exchange soft, short, kisses as your eyes opened to see him looking at you. 

“I love you, and I’m sorry that I have to put in overtime tonight.”

“Just get home, the movies will still be here when you do,” you assure, kissing him one last time before you start to nudge him towards the door. “I love you, too, Kento.”

[hauntedhokage]

kiss prompt: an unexpected kiss that shocks the one receiving it. from this list

word count: 600

Public displays of affection weren’t really his thing, and they never had been. Rin liked to keep his personal life personal, reserving those special and more intimate moments with you for himself. The only exception was his family, but they also understood Rin’s preference for privacy so any evidence of those intimate moments was reserved for family photos on the wall and nowhere else. Part of that was to protect you from the public, despite your own instagram exposing just how sweet he was to you - gifts and at home movie dates, the way he’d snuggle with the cat on late start mornings, things like that.

There weren’t any real pieces of evidence online of him kissing you, though. His instagram was more on the artsy side, making sure to take pictures from his travels that you demanded when you couldn’t go with him. There were a few where you’re holding his hand on a table, or pictures of you in front of him admiring something - art galleries, sunsets, your cat. But in total there were two where he was actually showing some kind of affection that wasn’t simply you spending time with him or holding his hand: the first being an old picture of you kissing him at your first anniversary (a big deal because nobody thought you’d put up with him for even three months), the second being you standing beside him wearing his jersey, backs to the camera while he’s kissing you - and that was your engagement announcement. 

To him, that was enough, and you were fine with it too. 

Usually after big matches, Rin would point to where you were sitting - always the first seat by the stairs so it was easier for you to get out of there - as his own way of thanking you for being there with him in that moment. The normal cadence was that you’d use your field clearance after to be able to walk with him through the tunnel and bask in his excitement while he just liked having you close after those victories (sometimes to pull you into a corner so he could properly thank you). 

The last thing you’d ever expect is for him to push through the reporters trying to get a word from the captain, and his fellow teammates and coaches so he can get to you. You don’t know what to do when he calls out to you, hands cupping your cheeks as soon as he’s close enough to pull you into a kiss so passionate you’d only ever gotten behind closed doors. You don’t even know what to do at first, but your arms do find themselves around his neck after the moment of surprise. His face is hot and sweaty, but you wouldn’t have him any other way since his energy was contagious when he was like this. 

“Congrats, champ,” you whisper, smiling when he kisses you again with all of the cameras flashing around you both. “The people need you, Captain.”

“Yeah, but I needed my wife first. None of this happens without you.” 

A third kiss happens, this one interrupted by one of his teammates wrapping his arms around both of you and trying to steal cheek kisses from you both. The kiss is successful on your cheek, but you do have to distract a bit for the attempt on Rin to be successful, but he’s not upset by any means as he turns to the mass of journalists wanting his statement but he doesn’t let you leave his side. This was just as much your moment as it was his.

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prompt: a hello/good-bye kiss that is given without thinking - where neither person thinks twice about it. from this list

Rin is a creature of habit. The alarm goes off at the same time every morning, it takes him the same amount of time to get ready for the day while you help by having his protein shake mixed and fresh water in his bag. He leaves at the same time, give or take a couple minutes to go over the plan for the day with you - if he’s got additional training, if he’d like to eat out for dinner instead of cooking, and get a vibe for what your plans were for the day - then he leaves with a kiss to your cheek followed by your lips and is gone for the day. 

He’s never late getting home to you, either. If he says he’ll be home by a certain time, he always shoots to be five minutes early. Any deviation from that promise is communicated quickly with an updated arrival time to keep you from worrying. And when he returns, he calls out to you before he sets to doing his laundry from the day and doesn’t go looking for you if he hears your response. When he finally sees you, whether that be in the kitchen while you prepare dinner or in passing, the greeting is always a kiss with a whispered “hey,” following the greeting while you lean in for another.