Summary: the morning after with modern au! kazuha
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Mornings after surrendering to passion with kazuha are always blissful and make you feel like you’re wrapped in warm light and love. This morning was no other as you stirred awake slowly, still naked but protected by the soft white covers of your bed. You glanced over to kazuha and you wear your brain forgot to inform you that breathing was necessary to keep you alive.
Kazuha sat near the foot of your bed on your orange armchair which faced you. He was partially looking out the window but he was also scribbling something down in his notebook where he keeps most of his poems and ideas tucked away. He was wearing a loose white blouse which was semi see through. His hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail which he clearly hasn’t brushed yet.
He could probably feel your awestruck gaze on him though, because he turned his head towards you in the next second. He smiled softly at you, his gaze holding so much love you were nearly brought to tears. He put his notebook and pen down on the window sill before slowly walking over to your side.
“Morning my love.” He said as he sat down on the bed beside you and leaned down to kiss you. His hand coming down to caress your face too and he reluctantly pulled away. Not knowing if he wanted to kiss you more or properly look at your beautiful face.
“You’re up early. Do you wanna go back to sleep? You can if you want to.” He said with that sweet voice of his as he caressed your cheek as if you were made of the most delicate porcelain made. “No, I feel perfectly rested.” You replied as you scotched up a bit, your back resting against the headboard of your bed. “What were you scribbling over there?”
“I got an idea for a poem. I couldn’t help myself and wanted to write it down as fast as possible.” He said with a small smiled as he followed your movements and leaned back next to you, intertwining his hand with yours. “Yeah? What made you jump out of bed to write this poem suddenly? Was it a dream you had?”
“Thankfully no.” he spoke in a tone that made you feel all warm inside with butterflies in your stomach. “It was my reality. Specifically when we made love last night. your soul never ceases to amaze me. I am so grateful to have you by my side and that you love me. I never would thought I was worthy of experiencing this much of your love.” He spoke in his usual poetic way that you adored as he brought up your hand and kissed the knuckles. “How do you feel? Are you sore? Do you need anything at all? Tell me please.” He began to lovingly fret over you as he usually does every time you two share such a passionate night. “No.” You half whispered half giggled, a bit take aback by his loving words and gaze on you. He’s always had this look that he’d give anything up just so he could at least be in your presence but it was even more clear now.
“I just need you.” You said to him in a quiet voice. Afraid that if you spoke any louder you might start crying from the sheer emotions you were experiencing right now from his love alone. He showed you a warm smile before leaning over to kiss you again. His lips were soft and tasted like honey. He brought a hand over to support your back while the other held you closer to him by the nape of your neck. You two continued to share a kiss like this for at least a minute more, and kazuha thought even eternity would be too short. But he reluctantly pulled away once more before whispering “I love you my muse.”
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A/n: did I cook chat😛😛 jokes aside this is like my first fic ever that I’ve published so I hope it’s acceptable😓 feel free to send me any requests for future fics!! Love yall mwah
