dollete 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚

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tags/warnings: fluff, suggestive but no smut

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june 28th. 1:08 PM. UV 8.

you were sitting outside beside the blue, glistening pool on your favorite chaise lounge. beside you was a side table full of tanning oils and butters, along with your favorite fun drink and you were wearing your favorite bikini and sunglasses (which were already giving you a subtle tan line).

your phone buzzed.

kirishima (pool) : i’m on my way! can’t wait to see you.

you smiled to yourself. your pool boy, kirishima, was on his way to balance the pH in your pool and do some equipment maintenance per usual, as its been a while since you’ve seen him. there was no denying that you and kirishima had something going on, he knew you liked him from the way you would eye him down while he emptied the skimmer — and you knew he was sort of infatuated with you ever since he would start finding excuses to come see you.

for example, every time it rains, he immediately texts you and says that he needs to refresh the chlorine because it got all washed out. and god, he looks so good when he takes care of the pool. his shirt is off, he’s tan, and he’s soooo fit. so of course you’re excited when he texts you that he’s on his way.

you: okayy😽 let yourself in im tanning

when you sent him that, kirishima immediately stepped on the gas, like im talking floored it through all the red lights. he was already excited to see you but god, he could NOT miss the sight of you in your tiny little bikini while your freshly-glossed lips sip on your lemonade, leaving pink residue on the straw.

when he got to the back yard, he was greeted with your sweet, cheery voice. “hi eiji! i missed you,” and you waved at him with fresh manicured nails.

“hey, pretty girl. i missed you too,” he blushed, “just a standard maintenance check?”

“i don’t know, you’re the expert,” you giggled.

a few minutes passed of him working on the pool, and eventually you asked him a question from your chaise, lowering your sunglasses.

“eiji, how much longer until i can get in?”

“should be good after i skim the top, gorgeous. why, you hot?”

“ugh, yes…how’d you know?”

he chuckled, “i dont know, i guess i can just read your mind.”

so then, he skimmed the top of the pool, making sure it was perfectly clean before he let you get in. after you stepped down into the shallow end of the pool, you suddenly got an idea upon noticing kirishima’s uniform tank top, which perfectly displayed his well defined biceps and the way he watched you soak into the pool water so intently.

“hey, eiji…”, you started

“yeah, gorgeous?”, he smirked with his arms crossed, studying the way your glossy lips moved when you said his name.

“come get in with me.”

literally how could he say no to that? he’s barely able to resist you when you call him that nickname that you’re so fond of. so of course he said yes, followed with his tanktop tossed on the concrete, which left him with nothing but his swim trunks on. he walked down the watery steps and swam over to the side of the pool, where you were soaking up the sun.

“have i ever told you how pretty you are?”, he asked.

“only every day you’re over here,” you giggled as you glanced between his lips and his eyes.

“sorry, heh… guess i just cant help myself…”

he muttered something about the water feeling good before dunking his head in abruptly, causing the water to splash up onto your face. “ah! oh my gosh..eiji!” you shrieked lightly. when he came back up, he chuckled as you splashed at him, trying to get your revenge.

“oh, sorry princess. don’t worry, you’re still cute.”

“aw thanks, eiji”, this time your gaze is completely fixed on your incredibly hot pool boy’s lips. and he notices.

“you wanna kiss me or something, sweetheart?”, he asks, completely aware of what he’s doing.

“oh, just shut up and kiss me already eiji,” you quickly say before moving straight over to him, closing the space in between you two. you grab his face and he picks you up as you wrap your legs around him. he mutters, “god, you’re so gorgeous” against your lips and you hum a gentle giggle and smile against his.

after a minute or two, he carries you completely with one arm and puts his opposite hand on the edge of the pool. then he spins you around and places you on the ledge of the pool (with literally such ease btw like ou shii👀) so you’re sitting facing him. he’s so tall, you dont even have to lean down to kiss him again. you play with his wet red hair as he continues to kiss down your body, going from your lips to your neck, down the center of your chest until he gets to your…

*bzz*

shit. he thinks.

he picks up the phone and says: “dammit, i forgot i had another client today.”

you gasp and say playfully, “you’re cheating on me with other clients?” and let out a laugh.

“i’m sorry baby,” he tells you as he’s still kissing your face as you hold onto his shoulders. “i promise i’ll be back soon, okay?”

you let out a sigh and pout, “okay…i wish you could stay with me. you’re too handsome for me to let you go to other clients.”

he chuckles and kisses you again. he says something about missing you “so much”, and to your dismay he gets out of the pool, drys off, and puts his tank top back on. you’re still in the pool as you reach for his hand. he takes it and kisses it as you ask him, “promise me you’ll be back soon?”

“as soon as i’m done with this client, sweetheart. i gotta go now, okay?” he kisses your hand again, “i’ll be thinking about you the whole time i’m gone, okay?”

you pout and hum an okay as he starts making his way towards the gate of your backyard. he waves right before he leaves, and you wave back as you slump back into the pool and sigh happily.

THIS WAS ALL WRITTEN BY ME. WE DO NOT USE AI IN THIS HOUSE. #usegoogleforsynonymsanddefinitions

when you talk in your sleep, i’ll be there to slow your breath

꒰ synopsis: so you sleep-talk a little (a lot)! shinsou is there for you no matter what! ⋆˚࿔

꒰ tags/warnings: fem!reader / sleep-talking!reader / frequentnightmares!reader / fluff

it first happened with shinsou when you were spending the night in his dorm. you were passed out in his arms as he scrolled on his phone while softly petting your messy hair. the dorm was dimly lit, as his computer was the only thing lighting up the otherwise dark room. rain softly pattered on the window accompanied by occasional thunder, and he was glad you were asleep by the time the heavy rain started, because he was worried it would have woken you up.

it scared him at first, hearing you babble random words in the middle of the night. but then he heard something familiar — his name.

“mm…’toshi…”

instinctively, he responded: “yeah, doll?”

but when he heard no response, he looked down at your pretty face and realized you must have been sleep-talking. before he could even process the thought, you said another thing unconsciously:

“..love you…s’much”

shinsou’s face? completely red. did you really just say that? he couldn’t believe how adorable you were when you were babbling when you were passed out in his lap, using his shoulder as a pillow. then it hit him.

that was the first time you ever told him you loved him (and yeah, he knows you were unconscious, but that didn’t stop his heart from…well stopping.)

along with sleep-talking, you also had frequent nightmares, which weren’t hard to miss because of said sleep-talking. it was about 3:47 AM, you and shinsou peacefully dreaming under the moonlight that seeped in past your blinds. you were sprawled out across your tired, purple-haired boyfriend, as your soft hair was messily tangled across his chest and your cute pajamas were all wrinkled up from moving around so much in your sleep.

you twisted and turned uneasily as you mumbled something incoherent — until you became more restless in your disquieted dreams, which was carried out into the unconscious words you uttered.

you woke up shaking and sweating, with tears stinging the corners of your eyes. your breath hitched while trying to calm yourself down, and in all the commotion, shinsou woke up and immediately started to comfort you.

“babe..? hey, hey...”

he quickly got up and turned all his attention to you without a moment to lose. shinsou pulled you close into his chest and gently stroked your hair, holding you as if you were the most precious thing in the world (well, because to him, you are!)

“it’s okay, babydoll, i’m right here, ‘toshi’s right here”

you continue to cry into his bare chest, and you cant help but notice that he smells like gentle lavender and coffee.

“poor thing…it was only a dream baby, shh, shh.”

he slowly nurses you until your breathing has slowed and you’ve stopped shaking. he slowly and gently scratches your back and softly peppers kisses all over your face until you fall back asleep into his arms.

a/n: lolz idk if i wrote him nonchalant enough but whatevs