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“Like this, doll?” Your husband Suguru hummed as he worked your fancy hair cream into your scalp. You sighed in relief— he was great at this.
“It’s perfect, I’m feeling very relaxed.” He chuckled, continuing to massage your scalp. “I’ll put some on yours too.” You decided. Suguru raised an eyebrow.
“Really? You never let me use your fancy stuff despite me paying for it all.” You snorted, turning around and taking the container out of his hand so you could return the favor.
You began to work the cream through his dark locks. “Consider this your one time opportunity.”
After your shower, you and Suguru got dried off and dressed. The two of you sat on the bed, watching a show and indulging in dessert while you brushed Suguru’s hair. He’d already done yours and even put it in a braid for you the best he could.
“You know, you don’t have to do this. I could do it myself.” He reminded you, you hummed, brushing a piece of hair from his face.
“Yes, I know. But I’m your wife, Sugu, and I like doing it.” You told him. “Plus, I take great pride in your hair.”
“I can tell. I think you take more pride in it than me and I’m the one who grew it out.” He chuckled, turning around to gently take the brush from your hand and press a kiss to your plush lips. “Let’s get to bed, hm?”
As soon as he suggested that a yawn slipped through your lips. “Yeah. Go put the bowls in the sink, I’ll be waiting.” Suguru did as you said, you watched him disappear down the hall before you pulled your tightly tucked in comforter up and crawled under it.
Suguru came back in the blink of an eye, you could feel his larger frame sliding into the bed beside you. He immediately pulled you in closer with his cold ass arm. You were halfway on your way to bed, but you still had to do a bit of complaining.
“Your hands are ice cold.” You whined.
Suguru chuckled. “Thankfully I have you to keep warm.”
You hadnt done anything to deserve getting spanked you were so good for him you offered. "Suguru?" You sat on the couch next to your boyfriend who had his hair loosely tied in a bun reading something his black glasses hung low on his nose.
He hummed nodding his head eyes scanning the paper. You hesitated for a moment. Your lips pressing into a thing line. You had seen the book he was reading. You knew it because you read a lot of books too, got recommended it before. The main lead was female and an absolute brat. You tried reading it but the ending got too... much. So you stopped reading it but seeing it in your boyfriends hands a couple days ago you decided to have a scan again.
That's how you knew he was reading a chapter where she got spanked until she cried, punished for something you didn't really know because you only scanned these scenes. To know what it was that your boyfriend hid behind those dark eyes he had sometimes. Sometimes. You couldn't really make out if he was looking at you or through you. If he wanted to eat your heart or cherish it.
You leaned forward a bit sitting closer to him, Suguru put the book away along with his glasses smiling softly at you before pressing a longing kiss to your lips, gentle, soft. Controlled. Like always.
You pouted against his lips when he pulled away. "What's wrong, baby?"
You let out a small sigh of nerves. "Suguru, why did you put it away?" He slightly tilted his head ushering u to speak on. "The book, I know what you're reading. You won't even let me see it.." Suguru scanned your face with his eyes, trying to see what it was you had gotten in your head. At times Suguru had to be careful because you would literally do anything for him, he needed to make sure he didn't push you over edge — break you.
Right now he wasn't sure how to respond. You had been reading your own book. He kept the cover folded over so you wouldn't see but still you had this look of longing in your eyes of pleasing him.
"Is that what you want to do?" You asked softly. Suguru looked down at your soft lips, the way he had just tenderly kissed them, the same ones that left your doubtful thoughts in the air now.
But he couldn't lie to you. He shrugged softly pecking your lips one more time. "Sometimes, only because you never give me a reason to punish you."
You couldn't help but smile at that because you were proud of how good You were for him. You knew he was too. "You could.." you began looking away. Suguru tilted his head softly to see your entire face better but still you didn't turn so instead he grabbed your chin forcing you to look at him. "I could what?"
You gulped softly his dark eyes stared down at your lips your entire face you felt small under his demanding gaze the one he always had when he forced you to confess. You stammered. "Uh, you could. You could do that." You nodded softly. Reassuringly. Suguru couldn't help but smile softly. "You want me to spank you?" You silently agreed bobbing your head again.
You watched his tongue move across his bottom lip imagining it. His dark eyes taking over in a way you only saw when he tried to retrieve them. When he closed his eyes. Trying to regain his control, you just saw it as him hiding from You.
You were bend over Suguru's lap. Only in your bra and panties a matching purple set he had bought for you. His fingers dug under the material of the panties, the back; feeling the material lift up to adjust the strap, no folded over straps everything must lay perfect onto your skin. Your toes curled with anticipation. You were scared now having given yourself over there was no going back. Suguru hummed softly rubbing your bare ass with him palm. "I'll try to be gentle baby." He cooed."don't.." You shouldn't of said it because as soon as you did his hand reached up in the air and back down on your ass. You gasped at how hard the first slap was. Suguru was in pure bliss holding his hand there, watching the flesh of your ass turn redder, the way it jiggled beneath the slam of his hand.
You really shouldn't of awakened this in him. What if he couldn't turn back now?
Another one. You screamed. "Count, sweetheart." Suguru rubbed the red mark of his hand that was now marking your ass. Softly in soothing circles. "You're doing good baby, thank you sweetie." Your stomach turned with butterflies. You had done it you made him proud-
Smack!
"Ah- three!.." you cried out. Suguru shook his head murmuring "that's one baby, you didn't count the other two. Think you can do eight for me?" Your eyes widened. As badly as you wanted to shake your head no. You nodded yes. Suguru smiled. "I knew you could baby, you know the safeword right?" "Mhm."
"What is it?"
You looked at the floor beneath you. "Swan." Suguru continued to rub his hand over your prickling flesh. "Good, girl."
Smack!
You shut your eyes again like it would make the pain go away. "Mm-two!" You didn't know if you could take 8 of these..
six more. Just six more. He will be so proud-
Smack!
You sharply sucked in a breath between your teeth. "Three!"
"I didn't know you could make me any prouder baby, you just never cease to amaze me. My perfect girl.."
smack!
Tears were starting to fall down your cheeks. "Four.." Suguru gave you a bit longer that time. Hearing the tremble in your voice made him almost feel bad, if he didn't enjoy this so much.
"You're getting all red baby, it's so pretty. I want it to be purple." He whispered the last part. Purple was his favourite after all.
Smack!
You whinged at the fifth. "Five!" A sob left your lips as the word did.
"it feels nice right baby?" He cooed. You shook your head.
Smack!
"Words baby." "Six! Mm-yes-s it feel-s nice." You sobbed. The only thing that felt nice was how proud you were making him and the fact it was almost over!
Smack!
"S-sev-en!" Your nails dug into his leg. He soothed the spot once more softly running his hands over your plump deep dark red, small purple spots forming.
"Baby? You okay?" He asked his hand softly stroking your hair. You nodded. "Promise?"
"I-i p-promise. Just- one. More." You spoke up through breaths calming your tears down, “Good girl, here." Suguru slightly bend over giving you his arm. You furrowed your brows. "Huh?"
"Bite." He pushed his forearm into your mouth, you opened your mouth setting your teeth onto his arm, not in. Not even applying pressure. So sweet, his little angel wouldn't even hurt him after what he had just done.
Smack!
This one was harder then any of the ones before, quickly you did bite down into his arm, harshly you could taste the iron in your mouth from how hard you bit down, Suguru groaned behind you, his hand rubbing your ass. "You did so good baby, so good. It's over." suguru softly cooed at your sobs. "So fucking pretty." He whispered staring down at the purple bruises that covered your ass a permanent mark you were his.
you bit your lip feeling him starting to rub lower, dipping his fingers into your panties where you were now soaked, “too shy to tell me you wanted it urself hm? had to make me the bad guy..” he chuckled at the spot that now dampened your panties.
a/n - i don’t write suguru enuf and i had this draft so. ya. lowk conflicted ab the title but whatever
also book mentioned is imaginary aka i made it up this isn’t inspired off anything ..
master list i also have a taglist now so if u wanna be informed when i write things like thisss jus comment, pls have age or sum visible.
Your job was one that kept you on your toes. You were in charge of seventeen five-year-olds with seventeen different personalities. One of your favorite personalities was Yuji Itadori. He was a smart kid with so much energy it was comical. One thing he did that always left you flustered was him trying to set you up with his father: Nanami.
The reason it always left you feeling shy was because Yuji’s father was very handsome. You’d met him at parent teacher conferences and at pick up and drop off and each time you looked forward to it. You couldn’t have been so obvious that Yuji was picking up… right?
End of the year conferences were after school today which meant you’d be seeing Nanami this afternoon. Yuji wouldn’t let you forget it.
“Miss! Miss! My dad’s coming to see you! I hope he asks you out.” You giggled at his enthusiasm.
“Well thank you for that, Yuji. Now go finish your painting.”
“Okay!” He exclaimed before running away Naruto style.
You couldn’t lie and say you didn’t apply a bit more makeup once the school day was over to prepare for the conference (ie. seeing Nanami). It was around 5:40 and you’d talked to ten parents so far, you were starting to think Yuji and Nanami wouldn’t make it.
But soon enough, they came into view, Yuji talking loudly and Nanami dragging the energetic boy along gently. You straightened up, your eyes going buck and heat sneaking up on you. “Nanami! Yuji!” You smiled at the two of them. Nanami stuttered in his steps for a second, but contained himself and continued walking towards your two chairs. He looked tired and rugged from a long day of work.
“It’s great to see you again, Miss [name].” He held out his broad hand, you gave it a shake despite his hand engulfing yours.
“You as well. So we’re here to discuss Yuji’s behavior and his grades.”
The meeting didn’t take long— it didn’t need to. Yuji was doing great in your class and that was all to it. Nanami was getting ready to leave, but Yuji wasn’t gonna let that happen just yet.
“Dad! Ask her!” He urged, tugging on his father’s pants leg. You furrowed a brow, a small giggle leaving your lips when you noticed Nanami looking… nervous?
“Ask me what?”
Nanami shuffled around oddly— he was a full grown man and he felt the nerves of a schoolboy. “This is out of the blue, but I wanted to know if you’d maybe want to go out for coffee or dinner one day this weekend?” Your heat skipped a beat, the hottest parent in your class was in front of you, asking you out.
You stammered a little. “Uh— I would like that. How about dinner this Saturday?” You offered, feeling a bit warm yourself.
“That would work. I’ll text you the details when I get the chance.” His voice switched to something more corporate, he could barely conceal the excitement in it.
“See, I told you she’d say yes! You owe me ice cream!” Yuji beamed, all of his teeth (and huge gaps) showing. You couldn’t help but chuckle as Nanami grew embarrassed.
Saturday couldn’t come fast enough. You’d spent the whole day distracting yourself by picking your dress and heels and practicing how you’d do your hair and makeup. By the time you did all that, it was the evening and Nanami would be coming to get you in forty five minutes and you were almost ready for him. Just where did your hairbrush go?
You checked over yourself for the umpteenth time before Nanami eventually knocked on your door. You shot up, clacking over to the front door of your tiny apartment and opening the door for him. He looked like he did in the mornings when he was dropping Yuji off— a suit and tie and nice slacks but in a more chill way.
“Hi.” You breathed out. “You got me flowers?” You looked down to the vibrant bouquet in his slightly shaky hands.
“Yes, for you.” He stuck them out to which you took them with a smile before ushering him inside so you could put the flowers in some water.
“So who’s watching Yuji?” You asked, filling a neglected tumbler halfway to put the flowers in. Nanami was looking around your apartment quietly before his eyes flitted back to yours.
“He’s in the car. He’s tagging along tonight.” You stopped for a second, your eyebrows furrowing. It wouldn’t be the first time a man brought his child along with him, you just didn’t think it was Nanami’s thing. “I was joking— it was a joke.” Nanami cleared his throat.
Your eyes widened in relief and realization. “Ohhhh! I couldn’t tell— you’re so monotonous, you know?” You giggled awkwardly.
Nanami checked his watch. “We should probably get going. Reservations are in fifteen minutes.” He said. You nodded, shyly grabbing ahold of his large hand as you two began to walk out your door.
The restaurant wasn’t too far away, you were surprised at how fancy it was, no guy had ever brought you to a place so nice. The inside was even more impressive than the outside, you looked around while Nanami got the reservations straightened out. The hostess brought you to a quiet booth in the back that had good lighting.
When she walked away, Nanami spoke. “Order what you like. It’s on me.” A smile spread across your lips.
“Thank you. I’ll probably end up getting the sushi.” You shrugged, your eyes locking in on the menu as Nanami was too handsome for you to look at right now.
You got your orders placed and in the meantime, you and Nanami struck up a conversation. “How many years have you been teaching?” He asked, his eyes never leaving yours.
“Next Monday makes three years. I love the job, it’s very rewarding.” You gushed, thinking about all the good you’ve done for your students.
The corners of Nanami’s mouth twitched up; his way of smiling. “It’s nice you’re so passionate about what you do. My kid probably dulls that.” You chuckled.
“No! Not at all. Yuji’s very energetic. A joy to have honestly, if it wasn’t for him we wouldn’t be here.”
Nanami nodded, looking a tad sheepish. “Well, I’d been thinking about it for a while, I just, uh couldn’t work up the courage I guess.” He admitted before taking another sip of his wine.
“Well I was really nervous too. I was getting in my head that you wouldn’t show up or something.” A subtle frown rested over Nanami’s face.
“Are you used to getting stood up?” He asked, never taking his handsome gaze off of you.
“Something like that,” you said awkwardly, pushing your bread around in its olive oil. “Sorry, I don’t mean to vent.” Nanami shook his head immediately, he let his hand cross the table to grab ahold of yours.
“It’s no problem. Those men were idiots, that’s all to it.” He said it as if it was finished business.
Your food came out a few minutes later, the only sounds for a bit came from forks and chopsticks scraping ceramic. Nanami set down his fork and looked up at you.
“Is your meal okay?” You nodded, finding yourself smiling for the thousandth time this evening.
“It’s great. Wanna try some?” You slid your plate over to him, he stuttered in his movements for a second before plucking a piece of sushi off your plate with his chopsticks. He then proceeded to slide his plate of kimchi toward you. You smiled and took a piece off his bowl. The two of you thanked each other.
After dinner, you and Nanami decided to make a pit stop for ice cream. You got a cone while Nanami chose the more neater route: a cup. Walking through the park hand in hand, you decided to start the conversation this time.
“So, how do you like your job?” You asked before licking another stripe up your dessert. You could hear Nanami sigh softly under his breath.
“It pays well. It’s mostly a bore. The task itself is a bit morally corrupt,but I do it well. Once Yuji came along I cut back the long hours, though.” He explained. You nodded, listening to his words intently.
“Oh. Do you do sell stocks or something?” He nodded. “I could see how that how that could upset you morally. People say no, you press them into saying yes.”
“Exactly. But the money provides a good life for Yuji and me. That’s all that matters.” You noticed how sacrificial Nanami was, it was something you found attractive about him, he’d give up his freedom, his happiness for someone else. A person he cared about of course.
“You’re a good father. And an excellent companion.” As soon as the word left your mouth you regretted it. Companion? How formal.
Nanami chuckled, secretly finding your awkwardness endearing despite never planning to admit so.
“I appreciate that. It sounds sincere and kind coming from you.” A grin spread across your lips, you licked more of your ice cream to hide it.
The night eventually dwindled down and Nanami took you back to your apartment, riding up the elevator with you to ensure you got in safely. Finally, the two of you were in front of your very decorated door. You looked around nervously, wondering what would ensue.
“I had so much fun tonight, Nanami.” You started, looking up at him through your lashes with a gentle smile.
Nanami allowed himself to smile back at you. “I had a good time as well, we should do it again another time.” The idea of going out a second time with Nanami excited you like none other.
“Of course, I’d love that.” You looked down at your watch for a second. “I should let you go and get home to Yuji.” You said, going to dig for your keys. You could see Nanami’s hand darting out but you didn’t expect for him to pull your gaze back up to him.
“Before I leave, I wanted to… uhm..” he trailed off. You could put two and two together quite easily. You smiled as you slightly leaned up (even in heels, Nanami was still taller than you) to connect your lips with his. The kiss was chase but still sent electricity through your veins.
When you pulled back, you had a more cheekier look on your face. “Have a good night, Nanami.”
He nodded, feeling a little sheepish at how bold you were. “You as well.” He began to walk away, knowing full well this wouldn’t be your last date.
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Your job was one that kept you on your toes. You were in charge of seventeen five-year-olds with seventeen different personalities. One of your favorite personalities was Yuji Itadori. He was a smart kid with so much energy it was comical. One thing he did that always left you flustered was him trying to set you up with his father: Nanami.
The reason it always left you feeling shy was because Yuji’s father was very handsome. You’d met him at parent teacher conferences and at pick up and drop off and each time you looked forward to it. You couldn’t have been so obvious that Yuji was picking up… right?
End of the year conferences were after school today which meant you’d be seeing Nanami this afternoon. Yuji wouldn’t let you forget it.
“Miss! Miss! My dad’s coming to see you! I hope he asks you out.” You giggled at his enthusiasm.
“Well thank you for that, Yuji. Now go finish your painting.”
“Okay!” He exclaimed before running away Naruto style.
You couldn’t lie and say you didn’t apply a bit more makeup once the school day was over to prepare for the conference (ie. seeing Nanami). It was around 5:40 and you’d talked to ten parents so far, you were starting to think Yuji and Nanami wouldn’t make it.
But soon enough, they came into view, Yuji talking loudly and Nanami dragging the energetic boy along gently. You straightened up, your eyes going buck and heat sneaking up on you. “Nanami! Yuji!” You smiled at the two of them. Nanami stuttered in his steps for a second, but contained himself and continued walking towards your two chairs. He looked tired and rugged from a long day of work.
“It’s great to see you again, Miss [name].” He held out his broad hand, you gave it a shake despite his hand engulfing yours.
“You as well. So we’re here to discuss Yuji’s behavior and his grades.”
The meeting didn’t take long— it didn’t need to. Yuji was doing great in your class and that was all to it. Nanami was getting ready to leave, but Yuji wasn’t gonna let that happen just yet.
“Dad! Ask her!” He urged, tugging on his father’s pants leg. You furrowed a brow, a small giggle leaving your lips when you noticed Nanami looking… nervous?
“Ask me what?”
Nanami shuffled around oddly— he was a full grown man and he felt the nerves of a schoolboy. “This is out of the blue, but I wanted to know if you’d maybe want to go out for coffee or dinner one day this weekend?” Your heat skipped a beat, the hottest parent in your class was in front of you, asking you out.
You stammered a little. “Uh— I would like that. How about dinner this Saturday?” You offered, feeling a bit warm yourself.
“That would work. I’ll text you the details when I get the chance.” His voice switched to something more corporate, he could barely conceal the excitement in it.
“See, I told you she’d say yes! You owe me ice cream!” Yuji beamed, all of his teeth (and huge gaps) showing. You couldn’t help but chuckle as Nanami grew embarrassed.
Saturday couldn’t come fast enough. You’d spent the whole day distracting yourself by picking your dress and heels and practicing how you’d do your hair and makeup. By the time you did all that, it was the evening and Nanami would be coming to get you in forty five minutes and you were almost ready for him. Just where did your hairbrush go?
You checked over yourself for the umpteenth time before Nanami eventually knocked on your door. You shot up, clacking over to the front door of your tiny apartment and opening the door for him. He looked like he did in the mornings when he was dropping Yuji off— a suit and tie and nice slacks but in a more chill way.
“Hi.” You breathed out. “You got me flowers?” You looked down to the vibrant bouquet in his slightly shaky hands.
“Yes, for you.” He stuck them out to which you took them with a smile before ushering him inside so you could put the flowers in some water.
“So who’s watching Yuji?” You asked, filling a neglected tumbler halfway to put the flowers in. Nanami was looking around your apartment quietly before his eyes flitted back to yours.
“He’s in the car. He’s tagging along tonight.” You stopped for a second, your eyebrows furrowing. It wouldn’t be the first time a man brought his child along with him, you just didn’t think it was Nanami’s thing. “I was joking— it was a joke.” Nanami cleared his throat.
Your eyes widened in relief and realization. “Ohhhh! I couldn’t tell— you’re so monotonous, you know?” You giggled awkwardly.
Nanami checked his watch. “We should probably get going. Reservations are in fifteen minutes.” He said. You nodded, shyly grabbing ahold of his large hand as you two began to walk out your door.
The restaurant wasn’t too far away, you were surprised at how fancy it was, no guy had ever brought you to a place so nice. The inside was even more impressive than the outside, you looked around while Nanami got the reservations straightened out. The hostess brought you to a quiet booth in the back that had good lighting.
When she walked away, Nanami spoke. “Order what you like. It’s on me.” A smile spread across your lips.
“Thank you. I’ll probably end up getting the sushi.” You shrugged, your eyes locking in on the menu as Nanami was too handsome for you to look at right now.
You got your orders placed and in the meantime, you and Nanami struck up a conversation. “How many years have you been teaching?” He asked, his eyes never leaving yours.
“Next Monday makes three years. I love the job, it’s very rewarding.” You gushed, thinking about all the good you’ve done for your students.
The corners of Nanami’s mouth twitched up; his way of smiling. “It’s nice you’re so passionate about what you do. My kid probably dulls that.” You chuckled.
“No! Not at all. Yuji’s very energetic. A joy to have honestly, if it wasn’t for him we wouldn’t be here.”
Nanami nodded, looking a tad sheepish. “Well, I’d been thinking about it for a while, I just, uh couldn’t work up the courage I guess.” He admitted before taking another sip of his wine.
“Well I was really nervous too. I was getting in my head that you wouldn’t show up or something.” A subtle frown rested over Nanami’s face.
“Are you used to getting stood up?” He asked, never taking his handsome gaze off of you.
“Something like that,” you said awkwardly, pushing your bread around in its olive oil. “Sorry, I don’t mean to vent.” Nanami shook his head immediately, he let his hand cross the table to grab ahold of yours.
“It’s no problem. Those men were idiots, that’s all to it.” He said it as if it was finished business.
Your food came out a few minutes later, the only sounds for a bit came from forks and chopsticks scraping ceramic. Nanami set down his fork and looked up at you.
“Is your meal okay?” You nodded, finding yourself smiling for the thousandth time this evening.
“It’s great. Wanna try some?” You slid your plate over to him, he stuttered in his movements for a second before plucking a piece of sushi off your plate with his chopsticks. He then proceeded to slide his plate of kimchi toward you. You smiled and took a piece off his bowl. The two of you thanked each other.
After dinner, you and Nanami decided to make a pit stop for ice cream. You got a cone while Nanami chose the more neater route: a cup. Walking through the park hand in hand, you decided to start the conversation this time.
“So, how do you like your job?” You asked before licking another stripe up your dessert. You could hear Nanami sigh softly under his breath.
“It pays well. It’s mostly a bore. The task itself is a bit morally corrupt,but I do it well. Once Yuji came along I cut back the long hours, though.” He explained. You nodded, listening to his words intently.
“Oh. Do you do sell stocks or something?” He nodded. “I could see how that how that could upset you morally. People say no, you press them into saying yes.”
“Exactly. But the money provides a good life for Yuji and me. That’s all that matters.” You noticed how sacrificial Nanami was, it was something you found attractive about him, he’d give up his freedom, his happiness for someone else. A person he cared about of course.
“You’re a good father. And an excellent companion.” As soon as the word left your mouth you regretted it. Companion? How formal.
Nanami chuckled, secretly finding your awkwardness endearing despite never planning to admit so.
“I appreciate that. It sounds sincere and kind coming from you.” A grin spread across your lips, you licked more of your ice cream to hide it.
The night eventually dwindled down and Nanami took you back to your apartment, riding up the elevator with you to ensure you got in safely. Finally, the two of you were in front of your very decorated door. You looked around nervously, wondering what would ensue.
“I had so much fun tonight, Nanami.” You started, looking up at him through your lashes with a gentle smile.
Nanami allowed himself to smile back at you. “I had a good time as well, we should do it again another time.” The idea of going out a second time with Nanami excited you like none other.
“Of course, I’d love that.” You looked down at your watch for a second. “I should let you go and get home to Yuji.” You said, going to dig for your keys. You could see Nanami’s hand darting out but you didn’t expect for him to pull your gaze back up to him.
“Before I leave, I wanted to… uhm..” he trailed off. You could put two and two together quite easily. You smiled as you slightly leaned up (even in heels, Nanami was still taller than you) to connect your lips with his. The kiss was chase but still sent electricity through your veins.
When you pulled back, you had a more cheekier look on your face. “Have a good night, Nanami.”
He nodded, feeling a little sheepish at how bold you were. “You as well.” He began to walk away, knowing full well this wouldn’t be your last date.
hair day looked very different for you and maki. while maki's might be a nice wash using the fancy deep conditioner she bought on a whim and the occasional trim for her bangs, yours was very different. it was a ritual that needed a day and left your bathroom looking like hurricane katrina hit it. not to mention if you decide to dye it or a touch up on the dye. it was more than maki ever bargained for when she signed up to help you the first time.
thinking it'd be an hour, maybe two thing and it'd be over not knowing that you're hair days were a commitment. not too mention if you're in between hairstyles so you've been doing whatever was quickest throughout the week. now though? maki knew exactly what she was signing up for every two to three weeks depending on the hairstyle. she'd admit it was a bonding experience... in a way?
"ow! that hurts you know?!" you shouted as maki helped you detangle your hair. always insisting that she was always to rough on your hair. "how when i've barely touched your head? you're just tenderheaded." she retorted in her regular monotone voice while detangling in small sections. both of you continuing to bicker of the pressure on your head well into the braiding your hair. however still fitting in your usual complaining and clinginess that she loved about you.
maki's hair was a much less stress inducing experience. her hair didn't need half the maintenance or half the time yours did. usually needed a wash every week except for when she needed her bangs done and a trim for comfort and split ends. maki trusted you completely with a regular trim of the ends, however the bangs were a different story. shorts face framing pieces that she couldn't just scoop back if they got messed up in any way. they were the only part that you argued about while she watched you trim from the mirror and waited till she thought it looked good.
sure maintenance day was a day you both swore tested your patience and relationship, but it wasn't nearly as bad in the end.
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Toji was broke. There was no question about it. He’d take on the dumbest, most dangerous jobs for a quick buck. You didn’t mind because he managed to split everything with you and keep his end of the bargain when it came to bills and rent.
From time to time, he indulged in a scratcher or a lottery ticket, you couldn’t say anything about it because it was his money and your daily coffee’s cost more than his scratchers.
It was Saturday, you were off work and Shiu didn’t have a job for Toji to do, so you two were relaxing and enjoying each other’s company. You’d gotten up a while ago to make the two of you something to eat, with you gone, Toji was bored so he decided to test his luck with the ticket he’d brought Friday.
He borrowed a coin from the floor and began to scratch the film off, getting the shavings everywhere. The first one: a 500. Toji scratched the second spot: another 500, his breath hitched. He’d done too much evil for another 500, there was no way. Hands shaking slightly, he slowly ran his coin over the third spot: a third 500.
He checked three more times, the reward for three of the same numbers was two million dollars. He immediately thought of you, something most men wouldn’t do.
“Babe!? Get in here!” His loud voice rang through the small apartment. It sounded urgent, so you abandoned your food on the stove and ran back to your bedroom.
“Toji? What’s wrong? You’re screaming like a madman.” He couldn’t even speak. You came to his side of the bed, seeing the scratcher. “How much did you win?” You asked, feeling a happy pit in your stomach.
“It’s for two million. We’re rich— we’re fucking rich!” You screamed, picking up the ticket and screaming again and jumping around like you had ants in your pants.
“I can’t believe it! Holy shit!” You flung yourself into his arms, tears glossing your eyes. Everyone always advised against you dating Toji. “He’s a bum” “he’s a leech” they’d say. Boy were they wrong.
“I’m gonna buy a pet tiger.” Toji said to himself, you snorted.
“Let’s maybe not buy exotic animals, ‘Ji.” You giggled into his neck.
You and Sukuna’s shared apartment was quiet and cold. The only sound that could be heard was the ac and the freezer making ice. Sukuna was working at the bar tonight, but he’d told you not to wait up; so you waited up. While waiting, you caught up on a few chapters of your book. Your front door creaking open cut through the serenity.
Sukuna, knowing you weren’t sleeping a wink, called out your name. “In here, Ryo!” You called back, putting your book down. Sukuna entered your shared bedroom, looking worn out. You smiled. “Hi.”
“Hey. I said not to wait up, didn’t I?” He said gruffly. You smiled cheekily.
“I tried to sleep. But you know I can’t rest without my personal heater. And I also tried a new recipe and I want to see you try it.” You could hear a small sigh leave his mouth, he always felt at home when you started rambling.
“Yeah alright. Did Yuji and Choso get home safe?” You nodded. Choso and Yuji spent the day with you and Sukuna before he had to go into work.
“Yeah they did. Now go wash up, I’ll have your plate made.” You crawled across your bed to press a kiss to his lips, he kissed back before going into the bathroom.
You couldn’t stay awake for long, you were knocked out by the time he exited the shower, only a towel around his waist. Sukuna got dressed then quickly went into the kitchen to eat the warm meal you made for him. He cleaned up behind himself before walking back into the bedroom and lowering himself on the mattress.
You shifted a little, grabbing his hand trying to pull him closer to you (like it did anything). Sukuna lied down, draping his arm around your small frame, his pink hair grazing the back of your neck.
“M’night, Kuna.” You murmured sleepily.
Sukuna pressed a kiss to your nape before closing his eyes himself. “Night, brat.”
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In which: the first years can’t believe their sensei’s married to you (minus Megumi)
You were bored at home all by yourself. Gojo was off teaching, Megumi was off being his student, and your precious daughter was off at preschool. So you decided to show up to Jujutsu academy and surprise your husband with lunch.
You found your way around easily, you noticed Megumi walking around with his friends, but you only waved at him, not wanting to embarrass him in front of his friends. Gojo was outside, looking straight ahead at.
“Having a good lunch break?” His entire face lit up once he saw you. He stood up to greet you, hugging you so tightly as if you’d came home from war.
“What are you doing here?” Gojo asked, barely believing his eyes. You never visited him at work. You sat down the food, still amused at how excited your husband was.
“I wanted to enjoy lunch with you. I saw Megumi, he’s too cool to say hi.” You teased as you took the food out of its bag.
“You know him. You know, I got the notification that you brought sushi, but I didn’t have a clue you were coming here!” You smiled.
“Well, I wanted to spend time with you. One on one. Between Megumi and Izumi, we never really get to be alone.” Gojo placed his hands over yours, deciding he would manage eating with one hand.
Meanwhile across the yard, Nobara and Yuji were freaking out. They could not believe their dingy old sensei was married to someone as beautiful as you. Despite Megumi confirming it many times, they couldn’t comprehend.
“But how? She’s so cool looking and Gojo-sensei is so cringe!” Megumi almost cracked a smile.
“And his jokes! How does she tolerate his jokes!?” Yuji added, losing his mind alongside Nobara.
“She loves his jokes.” Megumi shrugged nonchalantly. Nobara couldn’t take it, she had to meet you. She trudged over to you and Gojo, a polite enough smile on her face.
“Excuse me? Are you Gojo-sensei’s wife?” You turned to the fiery, orange haired girl, a smile on your face.
“Yes. Your sensei is my husband.” You smiled brighter at Gojo who was looking at Nobara as if he knew she was going to do something outlandish.
“…How? You’re so young and beautiful.” Caught off guard by her blunt nature, you burst into giggles. Gojo however was not laughing.
“I’m only two years younger than him. And Satoru is beautiful as well. But thank you for the compliment.” You winked at her.
“Now leave us alone, thank you.” Satoru said, he was so sassy. Once Nobara walked away, he turned back to you.
“I’m very lucky to be your wife. Don’t let your students get you upset, baby.” You leaned over and kissed him on his cheek.
“Yeah I know. I’m lucky to have you too.” A smile spread across your face. Satoru’s students loved making fun of him, but you’d always come to his defense.
“I want to write a fic about this but I don’t think anybody will be interested in it” ummm hello excuse me ma’am what do you mean you don’t think anybody will be interested in it??? YOU. YOU ARE INTERESTED IN IT???? write it because YOU are interested in it and YOU want to write about it. fanfic writing should always be first and foremost about YOUR enjoyment, not other people’s.
