𓂃‧₊˚♡Soft moments♡˚₊‧𓂃
TW: mentions of drug addicts and steroid usage (only in the beginning), light swearing, maybe ooc..??
Other warnings: Extremely cute! (awh… SO CUTE!), use of (name), reader is meant to be fem but could be masc (self care is for all genders after all ♡)
Type: Fluff!!
⤷ ゛Baki x Reader - Established relationship!! ˎˊ˗
Desc: Baki comes home after a long day of fighting. He’s bloody and bruised and you decided to do some self care with him.
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Cicadas buzzed softly in the bushes in front of Baki’s small home. The lights from inside were illuminating the front yard. The warm light cast deep shadows on Baki’s bloodied and bruised face. He had just gotten home from a particular difficult night.
First he got his shoulder dislocated during his match at the arena, now he’s in a sling for at least a week, but realistically he’ll probably be fine in 3 days, and after that when he was walking home because there were no taxis operating so late at night, he got ambushed by some fucking jacked up tweaker!
Obviously he beat the shit out of them but it was just the minor inconvenience he needed to complete his already perfect night. He sighed heavily as he slipped into the house and shuffled his shoes off. He moved further into the house and was met with an unexpected sight. His partner was standing in the kitchen finishing up with dinner.
“Took you long enough.” they mention sharply but their voice holds no true malice towards the man in the doorway. They turn to face their battered boyfriend with that warm welcoming smile he had come to love so dearly. “I made you food. So eat up and then we can take care of those injuries.” They stated, before gently grabbing his non injured arm and tugging him over to the table and quickly serving him dinner.
They took their seat across from him, kneeling on the plush cushion below before they began dishing up their own meal, a comfortable silence filling the home occasionally broken up by Musashi’s snoring and the clink of chopsticks against a ceramic bowl.
“So… you gonna tell me how you managed to get so beat up?” (Name) asked curiously as they slurped up their noodles. “Huh…? Oh… yeah… these.” Baki murmured as he looked down at his slinged arm. “Would you believe me if I said I fell?” Baki joked with a small chuckle. His partner simply rolled their eyes with a soft huff of amusement. “Seriously. What idiot decided to fight you?” (name) questioned again with a small smile as they wait for an answer from their boyfriend. “Well… after my match some roided up crackhead came out of nowhere trying to fight. Obviously I beat the shit out of him but it was a terrible inconvenience to fight him with one arm…” Baki finally answered “not like it was difficult or anything!” he quickly added with a laugh. He knew (name) didn't care about his strength. They make it clear everyday that they love his personality and not his muscles… or his cute little face… even if it definitely adds to his appeal.
“Well I’m happy you’re safe now.” (Name) mentions with a small smile. The rest of dinner was quiet and comfortable. After the dishes were done and the table was cleaned up (name) quickly ushered Baki into the bathroom so she could get him cleaned up.
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“Ow-! Don’t be so rough.” Baki teased with a small chuckle as he winced away from the antiseptic soaked cotton ball. “Oh come on, I've seen a man break your arm and you STILL beat him. You can handle a little rubbing alcohol and pressure.” (name) quickly replied with an amused eyeroll at his dramatics. They grabbed his hand again and continued to clean his bloody knuckles as gently as they could.
“damn… your hands are so dry! Do you ever use lotion?” (name) comments as they run their fingers over his rough calloused palm. “Uh… like… once a week..?” Baki replies, (name) stares at him for a beat, silently wondering if they heard him correctly.
“...You’re joking…” (name) states, utterly appalled that they let their boyfriend go so long without proper moisturization. “Do you do anything with your skin…?” (name) asks… already knowing what answer awaited them.
“No.” Baki states with a shrug, he silently wonders why it was such a big deal. “Is that… a problem-””YES. A BIG PROBLEM.” (name) exclaimed as they set aside the first aid kit and held Baki’s face so he’d actually listen to them.
“If you don’t take care of your skin you’ll get acne! And your skin will get all flaky and cracked. You’ll be ashy!” (name) explains before they suddenly stand up and begin to dig in their overnight bathroom bag. The one that they ALWAYS ‘forget’ here.
They gather their self care products, arms full of cleansers and masks and moisturizers and body washes... to put it shortly it was a lot of stuff. “Come on.” (name) states as they turn and begin to exit the bathroom. “Tonight I’ll be taking care of you… and your ashy ass skin.” They tease as they begin walking out of the bathroom.
Baki chuckles and begins to follow after his partner. They get out into the living room and (name) gestures to the couch. “Sit.” (name) commands, “I’m sitting I’m sitting..” Baki obeys and takes a seat.
They lay their products out on the coffee table and begin to explain what everything does. Meanwhile Baki listens intently, silently holding back a chuckle… he finds it cute how much (name) cares about his self care. When he was younger all his mom taught him was how to be strong… he was never really taught how to take care of himself… he learned how to do all the basic stuff on his own. Cook, clean, and shower properly… he didn’t know it was this complicated.
“Alright… now that you understand it all… let's get this show on the road.” (name) says as they clap their hands together and sigh, silently creating a game plan in their mind.
They grabbed a bunny ear head band and moved to sit on his lap so they could slip the head band on and start the process. (name) chuckles as they look at how uncharacteristically soft Baki looks. “What?” Baki asks with a soft huff of amusement and confusion “Do I really look that stupid?” he asks “no! You’re just really… cute.” they reply with a giggle before kissing his forehead and going to grab a spray bottle to wet his face.
“Cute? Really?” Baki asks, fluttering his eyelashes in a joking manner. “Yes. Now close your mouth and eyes. I’m gonna get you wet.” (name) jokes with a smirk “ok bro- gah!” a splash of water hits his face unexpectedly and (name) laughs which earns an eyeroll from Baki. “Wait-... I need some music.” (name) mumbled as they reached into Baki’s pocket and stole his phone “hey-””hush” (name) quickly puts a finger over his lips and uses his phone to put on some music.
(name) hums quietly as they begin to put a clay mask on Baki. “It's cold-””shhh… unless you want to get it in your mouth… trust me it doesn't taste as good as it smells.” (name) warns as they reminisce on the one time they were stupid enough to lick the face mask… Baki rolls his eyes once again, though his smile never fades as he closes his eyes and lets them work.
Quiet falls over the two and music fills the space as they enjoy each other's presence.
A few minutes pass and (name) finishes the clay mask. “Alright… now wait here for about 15 minutes…” (name) states as they shift to try and slip off Baki’s lap and stand… try being the key word.
“Nuh uh..” Baki mumbled as he rested his head on the back of the couch. “Stay.” he whispered, trying not to move his face too much. He held (name) there steadily, his strong arm wrapped around them. “I gotta wash my hands.” (name) whined dramatically and let their head fall back… but the smile was present. “Whomp whomp.” Baki states with a victorious grin on his face. (name) giggles and rolls their eyes before ‘reluctantly’ settling back in his lap. They grab his phone again and begin to scroll mindlessly while resting on his broad chest… It kind of felt like laying on a warm stone statue.
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The 15 minutes passed and (name) quickly took Baki to the bathroom again so he could wash the mask off his face. “Make sure you scrub it off in circles with the tips of your fingers and then when you dry your face PAT it dry, don’t rub.” (name) instructed before taking a seat on the edge of the tub and watching him wash his face.
Baki scrubbed it off as instructed, small circles with the tips of his fingers. The mask peeled off leaving his skin feeling smooth and clean. “Damn… im as smooth as you..” he comments as he pats his face dry and runs his fingers over his cheeks.
“See? It’s nice isn't it?” (name) states as they come up behind him to rest their chin on his shoulder, silently admiring him. “Alright, now use this, it's a toner, it deep cleans your pores. After the toner, use the moisturizer right there” they hand him a small glass bottle with the toner inside and then they point to the bottle of moisturizer near the faucet of the sink. “Put the moisturizer here, here, and here.” They tap his forehead, left cheek, and then his right cheek before pushing off of him and turning to leave.
“I'm gonna go lay the bed out.” (name) states as they step out of the bathroom. “I love you.” Baki’s voice breaks through the quiet. It’s a soft statement, quiet, barely audible. But it spoke volumes. He didn’t say those three words often. But when he did he meant it with every fiber of his being. “I love you too” (name) responded, a soft smile on their face as they looked back at him.
They stood there for a moment before actually walking off. “Get to it! My boyfriend will NOT be ashy!” (name) exclaimed as they left him to do as they told him to. Baki smiled softly and chuckled as he began to do what he was told. Man did he love them…
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Baki finishes up in the bathroom, rubbing lotion into his palms and up his forearms to his elbows. “I’m done-” Baki stopped in his tracks and stared down at where his partner lay.
(name) was out cold on the futon. Wrapped in the fluffy white blankets with Musashi laying beside them. They slept soundly, he didn’t blame them, it was like one in the morning… he sighed softly and flicked the lights off before crawling in right behind them, throwing some of the blankets over himself and wrapping his arms around their waist, pulling them close until their back was pressed against his firm chest.
“I love you” he whispered in their ear before placing a soft quick kiss to their temple and drifting off.
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NOTES⁀➴I wrote this during school… I was fighting for MY LIFE…
⤷ ゛Music I listened to: Sweet Escape By Gwen Stefani, Walk Like an Egyptian By The Bangles, 3OH!3 By RICHMAN, Whenever Wherever By Shakira, LOVER GIRL By Megan Thee Stallion, and Freak By Doja Cat!! ♪‧₊˚
I HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!♡
𓂃⭑Tell me if you want more and requests are OPEN!!⭑𓂃
(this was proof read ˙𐃷˙)
