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hiiii @domaystic! this is my scene for day [21]: hairbrushing โจ
fandom/pairing: jjk; satosugu
satoru forces suguru to sit through a hair combing session (and bribes him with a massage).
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โSuguru~?โ Satoru sung sign-song likeโthe syllables stretched out, poking his head from the door way cheekily. On the couch sat his husband, who didnโt look up at the sudden interruption he called โthe love of his lifeโ, only lazily turning the page of his novel he was previously buried in.
โWhat now, Satoru?โ, he asked exasperatedly, tired narrow purple eyes flickering towards him away from his page, bothered by the disruption of his much needed and highly valued peace and quiet.
โI got you something new~โ, he continued, creeping closer to the couch with a hand behind his back, probably hiding an object from Suguruโs view. He tried to guess it as Satoru sat himself next to him, getting unnecessarily close into his personal spaceโso close their legs brushed, the romantic notion doing nothing to ease Suguruโs grumpy mood.
โOh god, please donโt tell meโโhe grimaced immediately, thinking and fearing about all the possibilities of what Satoru couldโve have gotten himโbut his eyes lit up in surprise as Satoru retrieved the object from behind his back.
โAโฆhairbrush?โ
The white-haired nodded enthusiastically. โYeah I noticed how crusty your old one is.โ, he smirked, animatedly talking and moving his hands around, comb almost flying. โSo I got you a new one!โ, he winked, pushing the object into Suguruโs already full hands. โNow try it!โ, he demanded, glimmer in his eyes in await.
โSure?โ Suguru sighed in agreement, both eyebrows raised in annoyance, finally placing his novel down, the metal bookmark clattering onto the coffee table.
Satoru watched as Suguru took out his scrunchie, how his messy and tousled long dark hair fell into a waterfall of black behind himโstill silky after having not thoroughly combed it through and tossed it into a messy low bun.
After short preparation, and some heavy sighs, he reached out for the brush his childish (but that was part of his charm) husband was seemingly handing to himโbut Satoru suddenly pulled it back, thoughtful, his face docile, probably thinking about a entirely different thing. โBetter idea, let me brush it for you.โ, he suggested, his hands clapping enthusiastically, despite the brush trapped between his palms.
Suguru frowned slightly, his tired purple eyes narrowing. โYou donโt even brush your hair.โ, he exposed him, running a tired hand over his face, rubbing the corner of his eye for some secretion. He hadnโt slept well that night. โWhat do you know about brushingโโ
Satoru smiled, pressing a finger onto Suguruโs soft pinkish lips, interrupting him with a small shush. โIโll give you a massage.โ, he negotiated, a smirk already forming on his face, knowing the answer that he was going to receive already.
โโฆdeal.โ, Suguru gave in, hardly hesitant, trying to sound vary of Satoruโs eagerness but his answer came out too impulsive. Satoruโs head massages were just one of the many talents Satoruโs hands could do.
Satoru grinned in triumph, shifting himself on the couch. Suguru sunk onto the floor, his butt meeting the cold hardwood floor under them. His head was between Satoruโs kneesโcorrectionโhis thighs now that his head was tilted back slightly, sinking into the cushions of their new couch. Satoru ran his fingers through the thick black strands, collecting them from the nape of his husbandโs neck. He took a part in his hand, running the new comb onto beloved soft hair, careful and gentleโwith all the time in the world.
After a while, the brushing sound made Suguru partially relaxed, yet a soft yank pulled him back out into discomfort. โSatoruโyouโre pulling.โ, he sounded grumpy as he held the back of his head where Satoru โyankedโ it.
โYour hair is tangled.โ, Satoru stated the obvious, face all innocent as if he didnโt just pull out a few (damaged) strands.
Suguru frowned at him with a pout. โThen stop brushingโโ
โโNo.โ, he persistently relented, continuing to brush his hair in slow consisted movements. And after a while Suguru found himself relaxing again, tension easing out of him ever so slightly, until Satoru spoke up.
โWhy do you have so much hair?โ, he complained slightly, parting hair segments again, treating his husbandโs hair combing like a special grade mission.
โGenetics.โ, he mumbled. He had closed his eyes, finally calm and soothed enough to relax fully, not having been able to all day from some of the housework he still needed to tend to.
โI swear theyโre multiplying by the second.โ, Satoruโs muttered under his breath, taking in the thick black strands. If he had such long hair he would be struggling to comb them as well. Hell, heโd tie it up and not even bother.
But it was Suguru. And Suguru deserves all his care. Even if heโs not good at it.
โThereโs some hair already on the hairbrush.โ, he reported what he was seeing, picking a few strands from the bamboo comb, rubbing them between his fingers.
Suguru didnโt see a reason to open his eye. โThatโs normal.โ, he commented.
Satoru exhaled sharply, running his fingers around Suguruโs ears to brush the hair behind them. Then he threaded his fingers in the hair, carefully running through them to check for knots in case he missed any. โI think youโre stressing yourself out too much.โ, he murmured, setting the brush aside as he played around with the hair, throwing it over Suguruโs shoulder. โI read it can lead to hair loss.โ
โWow thank you, didnโt know I married an asshole.โ, Suguru sarcastically replied to the indirect insult. He opened his eyes, rolling them now. His voice sounded annoyed but he knew Satoru meant well with that. He knew the man very well to know where his intentions were.
โIโm just worried okay?โ, he whined as he pressed his lips at Suguruโs hairline, the movement having forced the ravenettโs head to lean on his lap. Then he parted, head suspended over Suguru still, as they locked eye contact for a second. โNow for the massage I promised.โ, he winked and Suguru couldnโt help a small smile escape onto his lips.
โYou give the best ones.โ, he breathed out, remembering a few sessions they had over the years they have known each other.
โI know!โ Starting with the head, ge ran his fingers on Suguruโs scalp, rubbing and Suguru leaned back, eyes closed, groaning softly.
โYou like it, donโt you.โ, Satoru teased, bending his head over to look at Suguruโs relaxed face, almost studying his facial features while admiring his beauty.
Suguru hummed delayed, tension easing his muscles as Satoru moved slightly to the back of his head. Satoruโs soft fingertips rubbed slightly against the smooth skin, breaking up whatever pent-up stress Suguru was keeping to himself.
โYouโre like a cat right now.โ, he spoke after a while, a pleased grin still on his face.
โโฆIโm not.โ, Suguru slowly replied, sighing in relief as Satoru.
โโYouโre literally purring.โ, he laughed to himself, the sound fresh in the room.
โโฆI am not.โ, Suguru opened his eyes just to roll them at him.
He was definitely thoughโฆmuch to his denial.
Silence settled in between them as Satoru kneaded harder into the tense muscles at this shoulders, repetitive movements. To Suguru they were just as painful as it was relief and it made him sharply inhale or exhale based on the spots he massaged. He let out a sound almost like a groan as Satoru moved closer to the nape of his neck., warm fingers grazing the area.
โOh thatโs the spot.โ Suguru moaned as he finally pressed the tense area, tensing up slightly from the pressure.
And they sat there, fingers digging into smooth skin, loosening up tense muscles from months of work stress. Between his hands Suguru was nothing but relaxed, leaning into the warm hands at his upper back.
โDonโt stop.โ, he mumbled after a while, half-asleep, finally relaxing enough. As if they could just sit there forever in their domestic bubble not having to worry about work, society for once.
Satoru exhaled, satisfied with what he did. He brushed hair out of Suguruโs face as he leaned over, pressing a soft kiss into his hairline, whispering against his skin.
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1: Pick Up The Phone - Falling In Reverse
2: Cemetery Drive - My Chemical Romance
3: I Write Sins Not Tragedies - Panic! At The Disco
4: Haunted - Evanescence
5: KMS - Jake Webber and Johnnie Guilbert
I very heavily recommend all of these songs they're so good! If you don't mind sweating or hyper pop or mitski as a whole (who doesn't like mitski tho??)
If you could be any sort of undead, like a ghost, vampire, zombie, etc, what would you choose? I'm very curious to see what people will say, hence the tag game to make it spread a bit further!
Obviously I'm satisfied with being a ghost, but I would be a vampire if given the chance!
hmm that's a good question. i guess it really depends on what kind of interpretation you're going off of for each... butttt, i'm not gna go all into it.
at first glance, probably a zombie. the generalized vision of zombies is all they do is walk around and eat people for their brains... seems pretty relatable.
i, too, have the urge to obliterate the people around me for being much smarter than i am.
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naruto ruined his water bottle and had to ask for papashi's for the whole trip
sakura is the only one who forgot her hat so she had to wear papashi's stupid cap instead
I feel like kids borrowed half of the kkshi's stuff because they forgot something. sasuke didn't forget anything but pretended that he did just to feel included
(I also used this video as an inspo for their outfits!)
