TEARS RUN DOWN MY TIGHTS!
jjk!men acting like responsible guys | scenarious
featuring ; gojo|nanami|yuta|yuji
[ cause men these days suck and I wanted an excuse to write about biceps ]
β’ yuji and yuta are timeskiped here β’ hot men doing house chores β’ petnames β’ suggestive β’ tired and sweaty men β’ english isn't my first language β’
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"Stupid piece of furniture." You tossed the instruction to the other side of the couch, rolling your eyes. "What imbecile designed this?" You mumbled as your gaze shifted on furniture parts and screws laying on the floor in front of you. You've been sitting for at least an hour trying to assemble a vanity table and even tho it looked easy to put it up, you constantly messed something up. It was more complicated than you've thought it would be.
"What you've got here, honey?" Gojo's voice interrupted your thoughts. He leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed and looked at the wooden parts messily set on the carpet. "Got problems with this?"
"Well, duh. I'm not a fucking architect."
"Me neither." He said in an amused tone, a quiet laugh escaped his mouth. Then Satoru grabbed the instruction and his eyes started following each of the written steps. His brows furrowed in concentration as he was reading the text.
"Mhmm, so something like that." He muttered as his glance broke off from the instruction. "It doesn't seem much diffficult. Let me just-" You observed as his hand begin to work.
He started adjusting the pieces the way they should look like as a ready and an assembled vanity. Next, his hand reached for the scredriver to put up together the parts. As you were watching him work, you noticed that he had both of his sleeves rolled up and what actually caught your attention was his bare forearms. Your eyes were entirely focused on them. The only thing that you could look at at this moment was the way they tensed up when he was picking up the missing parts or how they looked like when they were firmly holding the heavier wooden pieces. His arms were huge. Your mind started to wander to the things they could do with you.
"Pass me the box with more screws, please." Your fantasies got interrupted by Gojo's calm voice. You felt your body temperature rising and that your cheeks got redder.
"The box. On my left. Could you pass me it?"
"Oh, yeah, right." You looked around the room and grabbed what he asked you for. You've observed him for a longer while, until he felt your stare on him.
"Like what you see?" Satoru turned around to you with a smirk on his face. You walked up to him and sat on his lap as your arms tightly wrapped around his neck.
"Maybe." You answered, tugging him by his shirt and pulling him into a kiss. Gojo's hands rested on your hips, keeping you closer to feel the warmth of your body. You felt your knees getting weak and your mind getting blank.
"Ey, you're interrupting my work." Satoru murmured, as his lips widened into a grin.
"Baby, can you move a little bit? You're blocking the sun. I'm trying to tan a bit. Have you seen UV today?! I can't waste this occasion!" You grimaced and took a sip of your crispy, cold lemonade. You knew that Kento was just trying to do his work and you shouldn't bother him like that. But god, have mercy! You can't waste even a minute of today's sun's generosity.
In response Nanami just sighed quietly and continued his work. The weather was too hot that he didn't even had the strenght to argue with his wife. Without any words he moved over your view to mow the grass in another area. He wanted to finish it as fast as possible so he can finally relax with you and enjoy the sunny weather. With one hand Nanami wiped the sweat of his forehead and set to his work.
You took another sip of your drink. The boredoom was literally killing you. During this heatwave you didn't feel like doing anything productive. In silence your eyes started wandering trying to find something that will catch your attention and occupy your thoughts for a while. And what could be better than the sight of your man mowing the grass while not wearing any shirt?
Pouring yourself another glass of lemonade, you set your dreamy gaze on him. He looked so handsome even doing such basic house chore. His messy hair sticking to his forehead. His well-built upper body fully exposed. You were observing how his chest covered in sweat rise and fall. Then your attention got stolen by the sight of his right hand clenched in a steady hold on a lawnmower handle. Your eyes followed the pattern of his veins stretched all over his arms,Β from his hands to his shoulders which made you look higher - at his face. Damn, did his side profile always looked that good or was it just because of this lighting?
You cleared your throat and shouted "Baby, can you come here?!
"Baby? What are you doing?" You pulled a confused face and opened the doors to your living room. Okkotsu was supposed to still be in work, so what is he doing here inthis moment? You glanced at your grocery bag and then at your boyfriend.
"Oh, hi y/n! I'm earlier today, as you may see " He rose from his knees heading straight in your direction. A drill in his hand immadiately caught your attention. You peeked behind him just to see a mess on the floor. Wooden boards, nails and a box of paint in your favourite colour made you connect the dots.
"Yeah, that's the table from pinterest you showed me yesterday. You seemed to really liked it so i wanted to do it for you."
"You didn't have to, Yu. You're the best!" You quickly smooched his cheek, watching his face turn the light shade of pink as he started to get all flustered. In response to your gesture he cleared his throat and after that you felt his hand on your waist as he was trying to walk past you.
"Excuse me, love. I need to change clothes. It's so hot" He mumbled which made you question whether it really was that hot or he just felt a warm flush of fluster. You decided to not tease him today so you stayed silent. While waiting for Yuta you sit on the couch and started scrolling on your phone. When your gaze met with a silhouette of your boyfriend you stopped. Your heart skipped a beat after you saw Yuta dressed in a tight black compression shirt. You couldn't get your eyes off him. That sight made your face cover in pinkish blush. You bit your lip and started watching his actions in silence.
Your eyes wandered throught his focused face mimic. His brows were furrowed while he scanned the mess in front of him with his round eyes. Loose strands of his dark hair fell on his sweaty forehead slightly covering his face. With one hand Yuta fixed his hair and then he came back to work. His muscles tensed. You were observing him as he was kneeling in front of your future pinterest table. His veiny hands were moving between a pile of small screws and boards. From time to time he was quickly peeking at you. It seemed like he didn't want to get caught by you but because you were literally devouring him with your eyes you noticed that.
Okkotsu tore himself away from his work and looked straight at you. "There were a lot of plants on your inspiration, love. Tomorrow I'll finish so we can go to the garden centre and you'll choose the ones you want."
Oh he's totally getting it tonight.
You scanned with your eyes the big pile of boxes standing in front of you. At the thought that all of them had to be moved on to the attic a quiet sigh escaped your lips. You were sure that it was gonna take you ages. You rolled your eyes and crouched down to pick up one.
"God damn, why is it so heavy?" You mumbled to yourself. It really was way too heavier than you thought it will be. You started to wonder what even was in those boxes. Bricks? Rocks? Uranium?
"y/n, what are you-" Itadori's voice came from behind you. "Hey! I told you that I will take care of it."
"It's okay, Yuji. I can do this myself."
"No, no, no, no, no. Not on my watch. I will handle it." He said with a wide grin on his face as he took the box you were holding with one hand. "I could never watch my girl do this kind of work by herself!"
"But really, I wanna help you." You said, following him to the attic.
"No need, it should be my job." He chuckled, fixing the box in his palm. "If you wanna be helpful, then you can stand here, relax and watch me."
You leaned against the windowsill, placing your hand on your hips, as your lips curved into a smile. You set eyes on your boyfriend as he was doing the work. It looked so effortless when Itadori was doing it. He was picking up and carrying those boxes like they weighted nothing. He looked so good like that. You noticed a couple of veins on his huge hands as he lifted one. His shirt perfectly displayed how huge his arms were. You couldn't have missed the sight of how all of his muscles tensed. You started wishing that you would be the one getting picked up.
You felt a little bit guilty so you ignored his words and decided to help him. You weren't paralyzed or something. You were able to carry a few boxes upstair. So like an independent woman you were, you picked up one of the smallest boxes that was laying on the pile and started heading towards the attic. In fact it practically weighted nothing comparing to other boxes so you didn't have a hard time with carrying it.
"Hey, y/n! I told you to not do that." You got snapped out of your thoughts as Yuji swiftly took the box you've tried to help with. Your gaze turned towards him and the many cardboard boxes he was holding. He looked like carrying them was not a big deal, even tho they seemed to weight like a ton. It was so hot. "Please, let me handle it."
God. The way he said that sounded so attractive.
"Yuji...let's take a break" You said as you looked at him in the most intense way possible.
"What? No! Gimme five minutes I'll finish this in a moment!" He glanced at you a you in confusion.
"No. Yuji, we really NEED to take a break." Judging by your expression Yuji immadietely realized what you meant by that.
"Oh, a break you say." He smirked, putting away the boxes. Shortly after that you felt his hot breath on your neck and his lips pressing into yours.