#mahito's towel!!! cute!!

[yanderenightmare]

TW: NSFW, yandere, stepcest

fem reader

Creep Step-bro – who steals the keys to your shared bathroom on account that you use too much time in there. He’ll barge in when you’re in the shower in the mornings to take a piss even though you squeal at him to get out. You’ll turn around to hide, still needing to wash out the shampoo from your hair, annoyed “ughs” and curse words leaving you – and he’ll sneak a snide look, watching the soapsuds and water run over the plump of your ass, glossy skin, perfect curve, down between your thighs and legs.

When you grab the towel, you sneer at him, “asshole,” before stomping out. He’ll shrug his shoulders, brushing his teeth with jaded eyes – casually pushing his hips forward against the sink, acting like he doesn’t have a boner he plans on rubbing out to the pretty picture of your wet naked body along with that cute scowl on your face.

You’re practically begging for it walking about the house in those little pajama shorts – so tiny he can see the crease of your cheek, so tight he can see the puffy outline of your cunt. Not to mention the loose tank top you wear with it. Sometimes without a bra on. The round of your soft titties going jump on every step you take.

Of course, he’s going to use any excuse to brush up against you. Coming behind you when you stand in the kitchen – prepping snacks for you and the gaggle of girlfriends held up in your room. He’ll push his crotch against the fat of your ass, pretending to reach for a bowl in the cupboard above you, and you’ll whine out something like “ew, gross, personal space-” but he’ll only savor the struggle even more – only raising his brow at you when you turn around with a strict pointer pressed up beneath his chin, telling him with a frown how he better not perv on any of your friends.

Shit- you’re so clueless…

Clueless as to how he robs your panties from the laundry bin and fucks the silky lace until they fray from his rough handlings – how he winds it so tight it strangles his cock, scrunching his face while imagining it’s your tight pussy before he blows his messy load into the dainty thing – loving the thought of you cluelessly walking around in them. 

Sure, it’s been washed since then, but still… 

♡ BNHA – Bakugou, Shoto, Denki, Kirishima, Shigaraki, Dabi, Hawks ♡ JJK – Sukuna, Mahito, Geto, Gojo, Toji, Yuuta, Choso ♡ HQ – Kageyama, Kuro, Miya twins, Suna, Tendou ♡ CSM – Denji ♡ BLLK – Reo ♡ AOT – Eren ♡ DS – Sanemi

♡ FEM x M INSERT masterlist ♡ GN x M INSERT masterlist

[kemakoshume]

𝐣𝐣𝐤 𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐨𝐛𝐬 – ｡.☆.*｡･ﾟ✫*.

a/n; a “thot job” for men are basically jobs that men who are hoes stereotypically tend to do. so tonight, i’m gonna tell you what “thot job” vibe the jjk boys give me ~ warnings for suggestive-ness, slight nsfw; characters included under the cut: megumi, gojo, nanami, suguru, choso, mahito, and todo as a bonus.

yuuji ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ (line cook/bartender) –

that boy gives me the biggest “line cook at a chain restaurant in a college town that’s fucking all the servers and the one hostess that's of age” vibes. when he's not in the back of house cooking up oversalted underpriced food and hitting on all the pretty waitresses that come down to his side of the line, he's in the front of house behind the bar making signature drinks and stealing your girl.

wait, please imagine him behind the grill in a tan cap turned backward in a t-shirt with the sides and sleeves cut out (because fuck kitchen safety apparently) with those super lax fit sweats that always have a towel hanging from the waistband, and you can't ignore those super sexy non-slip sneakers. *yum*

+ he 100% is that guy you fuck as your first time to “get it over with” because he seems nice (and actually is) but he's also your first gut-punch about men because fuck you just saw him leave with your new coworker but he called you beautiful and was so gentle and now he's moved on? ugh.

megumi ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ (emt/paramedic) –

megumi... in a paramedic uniform? no wonder he's always getting hit on while he's on the job. drunk college girls that have to ride in the ambulance for alcohol poisoning? in love with him. old ladies on their last leg looking up at him from their gurney? can't believe their eyes. actually trying to force their body to reverse in age by sheer willpower so they can shoot their shot. closeted dudebros with broken arms trying to play the tough guy act? putty in his fucking hands.

he'd go out to his favorite bar after work with his coworkers and try not to make it too terribly obvious that he was taking home the cute little pediatrics nurse that also frequents the bar after her rounds. the next night after that? a radiology tech. then, an anesthesiologist. then, a random girl that just happened to stumble in the bar that night. week after week, until he's accidentally become the community dick all the women in his hospital can't get enough of. absolutely the type to dick you down so good you'd be stuck on stupid for him, having flashbacks about the dick throughout the day type shit. but, he's a fuck once and move on type of guy. he's busy saving lives you know.

nanami ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ (college english professor) –

no thoughts, head empty, just waxing poetically about literary greats. he will "quote jane austin, gatekeep, girlboss" his way into some pussy in a heartbeat.

now, he's a professional. he would never intend to sleep with his own students, at least not while they are currently his students, but some just manage to slip through the cracks. only some of them. never the freshmen. is it just him or do they look younger and younger every year? *ick* no no no. he would be a good-natured thot. a man with morals, if you will. if he just had to act on the brewing sexual tension that only really develops during his office hours, juniors and seniors were his only acceptable playthings. TAs were fun to pass around with the philosophy and social work professors too. his colleagues were also fair game, but only the teachers in other departments.

though, that new english professor that moved into the office next door does look like she'd be fun to get to know. maybe he would stop by and introduce himself properly sometime... it couldn't hurt.

gojo ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ (club promoter) –

he quite literally slides into the dms as a career, do i need to say more?

if there's an event, he's there. every club worth patronizing in his city, he's been to it, and he's always everyone's favorite person there. "come on babygirl, just come show your pretty face for an hour. I'll buy you a drink, and get you VIP. you can come sit in my section," is his sales pitch. always accompanied by a post on his instagram story of him at a similar event, showing off how pretty he looks in the sea of people taking up space in the background of his photos. he knows better than to actually dm you the picture, he wouldn't want to come off as a creep. but no, you see the post on his story, and ask him if you can bring your girls, and when he says yes you're hooked. rinse and repeat, for every event, every club, weekend after weekend.

every instagram model looking to cement herself as an in-the-know party girl, every cute little college girl who's new in his city and looking for trouble, every young mom looking to add some spice in her life again, on and on and on... he's done them all. the guys too, to be fair. he's an equal opportunity slut. there's plenty of him to go around.

suguru ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ (tattoo artist) –

pleasure and pain, that's the constant state of being that suguru geto is always in.

i mean... come on. who's able to resist a hot, long-haired, ARTISTIC gentle, steady-handed, patient, masochist with a pain kink? nobody. that's who. please, if you got tatted by him you'd be walking out of the studio with your thighs clamped closed or you'd be leaking on the floor the entire way out. he's just so... close while he does tattoos. he has to rest his arm on your body, touch you and maneuver your skin this way and that way to make his masterpiece come out flawless on your soft supple skin.

he knows, he fucking KNOWS he's irresistible. he rides a Harley and he just went up a size in his gauges and he has a fresh tattoo healing on his mid-thigh and his hair is up in a loose bun. he could get whoever the fuck he wants and the cocky fucker doesn't even have the decency to pretend that he couldn't. he doesn't shy away when you flirt, he doesn't avoid your gaze when you look down at him from where you're laid still on his tattoo table. he's a walking canvas filled with the most beautiful art you've ever seen. he's a walking magnet for pussy also, who can blame him?

choso ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ (barber) –

speaking of long hair... y'all know those super hot alternative style barbers that have long hair but are actually super talented barbers? yeah, that's choso. don't let the space buns fool you, he can do a fade like a pro. watch out though. he would 100% give your boyfriend a lineup in the afternoon and still slide in your dms after hours.

there's nothing else to say. he's hot and his job is to make other men look hot. there's a lot of power in that. it's also a tiring job, so he goes out on the weekends after he's cleaned his clippers and swept up his station and then he's free. free to go get into whatever the fuck he wants now that he's away from the constant flow of men that come into his shop. getting a pretty girl to come fill his bed for the night is even easier than doing a low fade.

mahito ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ (amazon warehouse worker/drug dealer) –

anyone who voluntarily works for amazon has slim to no will to live. he'll fuck whoever he wants whenever he wants because life is too god damn short. the pay at his job is also kinda shit for how tired his body always is, so he deals on the side. he frequents the underground scene all the time anyway, might as well make some money while he's scouring the underbelly of his city.

"want me to smoke you out?" is almost always how he gets 'em. offering to shotgun the weed every time a pretty girl finds herself stuck in his orbit. he's almost always tired and high off his ass, and always ready to find a new girl to keep his cock warm and his mind occupied.

bonus:

todo ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ (personal trainer) –

'nuff said. i refuse to elaborate.

[all-about-seggs]

The Game of Three-

Rating : 18+, Explicit

Word count : ~ 3K

Pairing : Geto Suguru x female reader x Mahito

Warnings : Mirror sex, dub con, gaslighting ( kind of, like I wanted to add it but not sure if I did it right), Fingering, Cunnilingus, degradation (slight), voyeurism, choking, threesome near the end.

A/n: When describing Suguru's place I totally went into weeb mode and used traditional Japanese terms but I tried to define them to the best of my abilities so y'all won't get confused and I put the link of their pictures in their name as well, so you can check them out if you want.

The red clouds above you parted to reveal the cerulean blue sky, painting the engawa in front of you in its hues. Giving a quick look over to the now clean surface beneath your feet, you made your way to the supply closet to put the mop back.

It's been a few uneventful months since you got employed as one of the only two maids in the entire manor. It was fairly big, atleast for just one person, and minimally decorated so it wasn't that hard to keep the entire place clean even with the two of you. The other maid was a nice old lady who showed you the way around the place and how to do what when you were just starting out.

The manor was quite, most of the time, even with your boss's guests staying over for a couple of days, the place lacked any sort of liveliness much less talking. Just a few more hours until your evening shift is over, you mused to yourself roaming around the garden to feed the pond's fish their dinner as the sun began its descent. Mindlessly, you kept looking around the area until one of the rooms caught your eye. On your right you saw the silhouette of your employer through the thin Shoji door that coverd his room.

Having finished bathing, you saw his toned mascular arms slipping out of his thin bath yukata that contrasted to the one he usually donned, his elegant movements accentuated by the growing darkness the evening provided. His daily outfit was nothing if not modest, covering his body from head to toe, leaving everything to the imagination but right now the delicious shape of his body was on full display, making it harder for you to move.

It wasn't until his form moved closer to the door, that you realised how badly your current actions could effect the job you were given. Just the thought of yourself getting fired after being considered a peeping tom made your breath quicken and not in a good way. The panic surging through your veins momentarily turned your mind blank, making you stumble until the heel of your foot slipped on one of the algae coated rocks. Clenching your butt cheeks you braced yourself for the impact but the efforts proved pointless as the considerably shallow pond's bottom made full contact with your body.

Pain aside, the cold water of the pond was what added most to your immobility until you heard footsteps heading towards you. Looking up from your seated position, the tall figure of your boss, maybe ex boss, loomed over you. He extended one elegant hand towards you.

" Are you okay.....?", His soft tone carried nothing but gentleness but being a mess, both physically and mentally, it took you sometime to process what he had said. Hesitation was clear in your actions as you meekly let him pull you up. His grip on your arm was firm and with how easily he pulled you out of the pond showed his Zephyr-like nature had a brute strength underneath. Threads of wet, black hair covering the sides of his well sculpted face, reached all the way to his mid- back. His usual heavy garb was replaced with a single, cotten yukata which were damp in every places his hair touched.

"Y/n...... Was it?, Can you stand", putting both his hands on your shoulders he peered at your face, you still for a moment, too fascinated by his slitted eyes to look away. This was the first time you two had a real conversation so you forced yourself to speak,

" Oh...umm, I'm sorry! I didn't payed attention to the slippery rocks and fell,.....but I'm okay! So..... Yeah... thank you", it was difficult to keep your voice steady, not wanting to reveal your obviously perverted BUT unintentional peeping. Yup. That's what you kep telling yourself although his secretive smile told you that your poor lie didn't make the cut.

" I see, so tell me y/n dear.....", His hands on your shoulders gripped them a little tighter as he leaned down until his face was right in front of yours, " where exactly were you paying attention to?", The question was simple, nor did it had any threatening undertones but your throat still felt clogged. It was too embarrassing, telling your boss that you were shamelessly ogling at his silhouette changing clothes. One second, two seconds, a lot of seconds passed with you playing dumb until you heard a soft sigh.

" Alright...... If you don't want to tell me, I'll let it go........for now", emphasizing the now, he took your cold hands in his warmer ones, leading you inside his room. You were still drenched, hesitating to climb on the perfectly dry floor of his room,

"It's okay..... I'll go ask for a change of clothes so you sit here, better than the outside right?," Smiling, he disappeared down the hall. The whether wasn't cold, so you didn't have to worry about getting sick but you still reeked of fish and algae, making a change of cloths a better option. You could chid yourself for it but looking at the things in his room can't be considered peeping so you turned around from your sitting position, taking in your surroundings.

His room was relatively normal, just like rest of the manor, the furnishing was minimal, a low chabudai with a few soft looking zabuton around it, a wooden cupboard, the slightly elevated tokonoma on the right side of the room had a full body sized mirror, along with a couple of other tiny decoratives. Nothing stood out with everything in place, your boss sure had simple tastes, you thought to yourself when the door slided again, when the owner of the room itself entered.

He was empty handed , earning a questioning look from you, " it's gonna take a few more minutes to find women's clothing, I hope you don't mind, for the time being....", He walked over to cupboard, producing a towel out of it.

" Use this to dry yourself", handing you the towel he kneeled beside you, he was being so nice, you hadn't expected him to be so kind but you gratefully accepted it. When you began drying your hair, you felt his eyes on yourself, pointed and unnerving. You gulped, feeling like he could see right through your head, just waiting for you to fess up on your own. You were lost in your thoughts when his voice suddenly filled the room.

"You know.....y/n, when you desire something.....", His fingers made their way to your collar, playfully stroking your neck," you should let yourself have it", his last words were nothing but a whisper against your ear as he placed himself right behind your seated form. His upper half of the robe already wet, stuck to his body, defining each and every cut of his muscles. He was somewhere between lean and mascular, his beautiful face giving him just the right amount of sensuality. You weren't naive enough to be oblivious to his suggestive tone.

It was weird to you, perplexing even as to why a clearly well to do, good looking guy would not only make a move on his maid but a maid who smelled like she just popped out of a can of tuna fish. His deep, even breaths stroked your ear as he waited for you to answer.

" I really wasn't thinking about....... 'This'", you pulled his hands wrapped around your shoulders away, to prove your point. You thought he'd be upset but his face only lit up by your rejection.

" Is this embarrassment I see y/n? Because it's not cute", he rose on his knees, looking down at you he gently added, " the mundane world would feel much better if you indulged yourself a bit more you know, even if those indulgences are only of....."

" Sexual nature", his sharp eyes slited as his lips curled into a wicked grin. Impossible to read, his actions did nothing but lure you in a honey coverd poisonous trap. It was obvious with the way his hands started massaging your arms, right where it hurt from your previous fall, blowing softly in your ear. They was all just tricks to make you fall just so he could shame you from above but you'd be damned if it didn't got you all hot and bothered. He grazed his hand across your blouse sticking to your bust, your nipples hardened with the slightest touch. The reactions your body gave were no lies and therefore couldn't be hidden. He pressed your bodies closer until you sat snugly against his torso. You closed your eyes, still unable to decide whether or not you want to let him have his way and deal with all the risks that would soon follow after.

The front of wet your shirt was completely open by now, reveling the garment underneath. Suguru's hands trailed up and down your thighs as he hiked your long skirt higher until it pooled around your hips sticking to the sides. He hooked his left hand under your left knee, doing the same with your right side, he pulled your legs apart, with the mirror in front, you and the man behind you had a full view of your damp panties.

" See that? This is what you want. To be exposed by me. Just the thought of spreading yourself open in front me have you this wet y/n...... Are you sure you weren't waiting for this moment all along?", His voice had a mix of mockery and eroticism in it, his words only adding to the fire burning in the middle of your core. With his right hand, he grabbed the thin strap of your panties at the side of your hips and tore them off until the shredded garment was left dangling on one of your hip. The air in the room, made contact with you now naked pussy but what made you shiver was the mirror in front of you. Suguru held both of your legs as far apart as possible, his face, now lacking all the warmth it had just a few minutes ago. When you tried to squeeze your eyes shut he pinched your inner thighs hard, making you cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

" Keep looking y/n, I'm proving it to you, just how much you're body is begging for me. And I won't stop until you've said so yourself, so keep. Your eyes. Open.," The darkness of his tone was accentuated with the look in his eyes. The fingers of his right hand made their way to your cunt, with two of them he spread your dripping lips apart, reveling the tiny swollen bud that was screaming for attention. You felt it too, the need for release spreading in your body but voicing it meant your defeat so you held your breath, letting the self assured guy behind you continue his ministrations.

" Why can't you be honest just like your needy cunt?", He cooed against your throat as he rubbed your nether lips with his digits, coating them in your slick. He didn't touch your clit, if you were going to be a brat then he's bringing his A game too. Making you beg was his only motive now, his eyes met yours, the mirror in front of you showing every nook and cranny of your privates and by now you're sure Suguru has memorised all of it. The ache between your legs was getting worse as he kept on sliding his fingers up and down your folds but never touching the rest of your sex. You knew what would make him do it but after the prolonged defiance you're not sure how to put it into words.

" Whats wrong y/n, are you ready bow to your filthy desires?, Getting off on my fingers is going to be a lot better than yours right?", Damn his rude ass remarks but they were true, the last few months have been very long and dry for you, day in and day out all work, maybe that's why you're giving in so easily, what he promised was as tantalizing as his actions, that's why you were so horny, easily aroused even.

"Right..... You're .... right, so do it.....master", you broke out, the last of your self control shredding itself as you let your voice flow out just as much as your cunt, your juices.

" Finally gave in huh?, It would've been so much easier if you'd just admitted to being my slut from the start, but oh well, this is also good", his thick fingers slipped in you with ease as he wrapped his left hand around your throat, making you look straight at the mirror. You were a mess, a totally different kind of mess you previously were, in addition to your already damp hair, your eyes were glazed with lust, the corners of your lips moist with your drool that threatened to spill out, your clothes were disheveled and tattered, you were disheveled in general and barely recognisable.

" Now look at yourself closely, how your face twists when I make you cum, how you look when you're begging to me like a real slave," his fingers picked up a brutal pace, going in and out of you relentlessly, his thumb roughly massaging your throbbing clit, sending shivers up your spine. You could clearly see your drool covered face turning hotter by the second, pussy dripping from your buliding orgasm on the tatami mats below it, your moans coming out in broken whimpers as Suguru's hand tighten around your throat, eyes rolling back for a second, you cum around his fingers hard.

" Do you see that ? How disgusting she looks right now?", Turning his gaze to the left he called out to his accomplice in crimes, " Mahito", the other man, with an amicable smile on his peculiar face stared at, not where you lied on the floor, but at your pitiful form that appeared in the mirror.

" I just dropped by to give you the clothes you asked for the young lady earlier," his talked merrily, not minding the scandalous sight in front of him one bit," but it appears that you aren't going to be needing them for a while", throwing the cloths aside he sat on your left side. Suguru kept his eyes on the mirror, loosening his hand around your neck he let you breath, mind still hazy.

" You're free to join in, if you have the time. But I'll have to warn you though, she's a persistent one, it took me a while to break her as well", Suguru smirked, pulling his fingers out of your abused hole making an exaggerated show of bringing his cum smeared fingers to your face, as if prove his victory.

" I don't mind a challenge every once in a while Geto kun, I'm not bad at 'this' myself, but to make sure, why don't you keep sitting, after all it's been a while since touched a living human", Still a bit delirious, it took you a few more seconds than usual to process the change in your situation or what he meant by living just now or touching even. The man named Mahito kneeled in between your still parted thighs, you thought it was strange that your brains last and probably rotting cells decided to focus on his eyes. They were heterochromatic, it gave his already scared face a haunting quality.

The fact that you were sandwiched between two men soon left your mind as Mahito started sucking on your still sensitive clit, your legs instinctively clamping if it's weren't for Suguru holding them apart. The man behind you weren't entirely evil though as he rubbed soothing circles on the soft inner flesh of your aching thighs, his touch only heightning the touch of the man between them.

Mahito licked your juices as if they were made to be feasted upon, slurping on them lewdly, the V of his fore and middle finger seperated your pussy for more access, he grazed his teeth lightly across your clit, fighting the urge to bit it down. You didn't have any energy at this point to put up a show of defiance so you kept moaning, the sight of the man lying flat on his stomach along with his face hidden in between your legs was urging you to cum, but the abrupt thrusting of Suguru's fingers in your mouth cut them off.

" If you're mouth is available enough to scream for just anyone who makes you cum then you truly do have the makings of a whore.", His words were nothing more than a possessive hiss against you throat, long fingers grazing your tonsils as he pushes them deeper. You gag a little, the fingers in you mouth kept you from reacting to the man who worked your pussy until it throbbed against his face.

Mahito turned his heterochromatic eyes towards your face, it seemed like someone was keeping you from your release, he sucked on your clit again adding two fingers in your streched out cunt. He moved both his tongue and digits in similar motions, causing a surge pleasure wash down your senses, with just a few quick pumps of his fingers, your juices gushed on his face as your moans get stifled by the fingers in your mouth.

" That wasn't so bad right?", Mahito pushed himself up as he asked his partner in crime, something about his tone was awfully cocky, making Suguru's face scrunched up in a haughty smirk as he added,

" Indeed, you sure know your way around the human's body Mahito kun, but maybe a little less egar to please attitude would do better. Can't let our toy think we're just here for catering to her needs now can we?", His voice loaded with provocative innuendos sounded nothing but gentle but the other man knew better.

" Hooo?, Is that a challenge for round two, then?", He met Suguru's goading with a playful and assured tone. Both of them stared each other, neither of the males backing down they both turned their eyes at your spent body, and you know even without having to look, that it was going to be a long night.

[cursed-jujutsu-san]

Heyyy good morning/night!!!! It's me again 😅, could you please do hc about Choso and Mahito having a bubble bath with their s/o? Thank you!!!❤❤❤

Good Morning/Evening! (ㆁᴗㆁ✿) Glad to have you back again! Of course you can! It’s a really cute concept ^-^ I hope I’ve written it correctly for you!

Thank you so much for requesting again! Please feel free to come back and request (〃ω〃)

Mahito + Choso taking a bubblebath with their S/O - Headcannons 

Mahito:

Utter bath goblin

Mahito Loves bubblebaths to the point that if he could he’d probably live in the bath but that’s not very practical

He will absolutely pout like a child if you’re not quick enough to enter after him

Listen, that bathtub may be able to fit at least 5 people in it but Mahito if you leave him to his own devices in it he will change his size to take up the whole tub so you can’t enter it

Mahito has a set of rubber ducks – two big one and three little ones - the big two ducks are named after you and him

 The ducks will be participating in the bath you just won’t be able to see them underneath of all of the bubbles

Enjoys the bubbles created by the bubble bath

Uses two set bubbles baths – A Lavender + Lemon Bubble bath or a Cherry bubble bath that has a ginger undertone

Also uses bathbombs at the same time

 Likes it when you wash his hair - he’ll lean his forehead against your shoulder practically purring into your skin because of how nice it feels to have your fingers rubbing his scalp

 Of course he’ll wash your hair f you too – and more – and his so very gentle about it

Will absolutely splash you with water and bubbles to get your attention

Puts piles of bubbles on your head and shapes them into weird things – you also do this to him too

 You once shaped shells over his nipples and he almost drowned laughing

 both of you start at the opposite ends of the tub but always end up in some sort of weird hug in the middle – or at least your touching limbs

Gets 10 x more affectionate with you

Bubble baths are the height of comfort and funny-times for him

Choso:

Choso will only take baths when its with you – other than that you have to remind him to take showers

Waits for you to be ready before getting into the water

 Its literally the only time where he’ll properly relax

Uses so much bubble bath

Will use bubble baths and soaps that smell ridiculously fresh + sharp – e.g. Ginger, cinnamon or mint

Likes holding/hugging you

 Baths are quite intimate for him, so his affection goes way up especially when he’s overly tired

It’s a very soft + gentle time

Probably has some sort of low music playing

Baths have a very systematic approach for Choso, relax, wash and relax abit more and then get out – all of this he enjoys because its with you

Wash his hair for him and he fucking dies, seriously this man will blush so hard when you wash his hair or even just offer too – it’s the type of blush that starts at his ears, takes up his entire face and fades when it reaches his chest

Swears he could fall asleep when you wash his hair because of how nice and therapeutic it is

Loves to hold you when your both relaxing – just picture it, wonderful warm water and an even warmer + more loving embrace as you lean against him

Matching towels for when you get out