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𐙚⋆.˚☆Gris☆˚.⋆𐙚

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◇This man would be THE MAN for period comfort he really would.◇

Waking up dreadful, hot, sweaty and gross all over was not how you wanted to start the day. You felt nauseous and a headache was definitely coming along, and yet for some foolish reason you thought you could push through this mysterious ailment.

Cut to an hour later, you had to call off sick from any missions on that day, now you lay in bed miserable and in pain after coming to the conclusion that it was in fact, that time of the month.

That would explain the bad mood and cravings you've been having for a week prior and even now, hey atleast you weren't just being a glutton for the sake of it, good to know.

Now you stew in bed uncomfortable and unable to find a single nice position to lay down. Once you laid down not even relaxed but somewhat comfortable, you sighed annoyed about the pain you turned and tried to sleep.

Just as you shut your eyes trying to rest, your choker snapped you out of your thoughts, filled with panic you answered.

"...hello?"

"Sweetie? Are you okay ive noticed you aren't at the mission debriefing?"

"..yeah just fine" you said through gritted teeth as another fresh wave of cramps and nausea hit.

Gris wasn't stupid by any means, he'd been with you for many years now, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn't know when his lover was suffering? and so thats why he also called off work. As he appeared by the bedroom door hot water bottle, sweets in hand and a kind smile on his face.

"You didnt have to skip work for me yknow"

"Yeah well I know how you get during this and I dont want you to be alone, theres plenty of capable supporters to help the cleaners but for you, there isn't exactly any more of me"

He said sitting down besides you on the bed, puffing up the pillows and propping them up trying to make laying more comfortable for you. It did help, slightly but more comfortable, before you could protest or thank him he was already taking off his uniform, closing the curtains and setting up a movie for the two of you to watch. Eventually as the movie went on, you slowly felt yourself feel more comfortable and drowsy leaning your head on his shoulder, removing the hot water bottle from your stomach as you brought his hand to rest on top of your stomach.

His hand on your lower stomach was better than any hot water bottle.

𐙚⋆.˚☆Follo☆˚.⋆𐙚

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Follo knew something was up the moment he woke up without you in his arms, hearing the sound of wrapping in the toliet and curses spilling from your lips, he realised that it was your time of the month. He soon jumped into action, leaving the bedroom half dressed out of hurry.

When you came back from the bathroom to find the room empty you thought maybe he had simply woken up and left for a mission he did have an important one assigned by Semiu aferall.

Oh how wrong you were.

Twenty minutes later follo comes running back with bags in hand, sweaty and panting as if the poor guy had been running non-sttop for some reason. You opened the door startled and confused.

"Follo,why do you look like that? Are you okay? What are those bags-"

"So babe i took a quick trip to some places and I got you your fav foods, more pads from Eishas office because I think you were running out and we forgot to get more last time and oh, i also asked for some painkillers and borrowed a bigger hot water bottle-"

You started to cry, like an ugly teary eyed cry, Seeing your teary face he almost dropped everything to the ground walking over to you he gently cupped your face.

"babe? Baby? What's wrong why are you crying?did I forget something?does it hurt that bad?"

"No.." you mumbled out wiping your eyes as you fanned your face

"youre just..too god damn perfect."

𐙚⋆.˚☆Jabber☆˚.⋆𐙚

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Jabber..he doesnt know shit. Sure he knows what periods are and stuff, comfort not so much, pain is his personal form of pleasure but He practically freaks out once you explain how bad yours are, the fact that something was able to cause you so much grief, pain and annoyance that wasnt him? He was flabbergasted yet intrigued.

To him the pain of fighting, of his passion was pleasant, the feel of battle made him excited as hell, now seeing you like this, he wanted nothing more than to test and experience as much pain as you were currently experiencing.

This was such a different amount of pain, your expression of agitation and discomfort, teasing you or fighting could never bring him to same pain you seemed to be experiencing, foreign to this experience he couldn't help but feel the urge to sit by you observing you in every way imaginable, he'd follow you around all day poking and prodding, seeing your quick temper as an invitation to see how far he can push.

But when you came back into bed that night groaning from the pain and being unable to truly even relax in the comfort of your own bed, something in his chest ached at the sight of you suffering, soon that sympathy morphed into envy as he begun bouncing off the walls bothering and asking for descriptors of the pain to try to vicariously experience it.

"Okay okay so it hurts where?"

"Okay..but like what does it feel like?"

"Does it really hurt as bad as your face says it does?"

A barrage of questions later he nodded as if writing everything down in his mind and took your hand looking straight into your eyes.

"Okay, okay I can see how badly its hurting you now I got it, want me to go get you some painkillers those will help yeah?"

"Yeah, they would but They're really hard to get though." you mumbled turning in the bed for the umpteenth time.

"No worries ma ill just go borrow some from a neighboring town no worries, leave it to good ol' jabber yea?" He said with a Cheshire grin already heading for the door.

𐙚⋆.˚☆zanka☆˚.⋆𐙚

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Having an older sister for these things really helps. Not only had he grown up familiar with periodd, he also learnt along the way signs when it was approaching and ways to help soothe when those horrible cramps occur.

At this point he was more aware about your upcoming suffering than you were.

Zanka never messed around when it came to you, he was already prepared as he noticed the shift in food preferences, behaviour and sensitivity, even the smallest thing could force the waterworks out. He had managed to deduce that it was your period and cravings, helping alter you meals so that you got what you wanted but also what your body needed.

Hes analytical and precise but only when it really comes to this and you. He's by no means a chef but he'll cook you an iron rich dinner to help with the blood loss and also make sure to buy whatever you seemed to be craving at that time.

After you reassure him for the thousandth time that youll be okay staying in bed with all that he has provided, he finally left to complete his missions.

But no matter how late he is returning home he always comes back with pads and painkillers snuggling up in bed with you until you eventually fall alseep.

𐙚⋆.˚☆August☆˚.⋆𐙚

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He's busy tinkering away while you were out on a mission, by the time your cramps hit you were making your way back into the base. Usually, after a long gruelling mission you'd come back into the base and head straight for Augusts' workshop, where you came and bothered him complaining about your mission and giving him a few kisses here and there for luck, whenever his muse was around his productivity sky rockets and he can finish all of his work in half the time just to go see more of your beatiful face.

Besides, he could never be mad at you coming to bother him at the workshop he loves it, craves it even, to him, you were the lucky charm that helped him keep going.

However today you b-lined straight to the bathroom before succumbing to severe back pain and cramps of your period, thankfully you managed to make it to the base on time but now you were stuck suffering in the bathroom weighing out your options: go visit August whose on the other side of the base? Or head straight into bed before the back pain can truly start?

With great guilt in your heart you chose the latter running into the shared bedroom.

After a few minutes, August noticed the lack of appearance from his favourite person, a cardinal sin as he knew you wouldnt ever miss your visit unless something bad had happend.

As that one dangerous thought settled in, he started to feel uneasy and left his workshop walking around the base just in case you were simply late, making sure to yell your nickname all over only to find that any room he looked into was clealry missing your bright company.

Eventually he opened the door to your shared bedroom to see you curled up into a ball, groaning and shifting in pain.

Seeing you in one piece, he let out a deep sigh of relief as he removed his equipment and sliding into bed, cuddling up to you as he tried to soothe you to an extent

"Want me to go to the kitchen and cook you up that food you like later? I can also pick up the usual on my back yeah? Im sure my lil sis has some painkillers still in stock" He offered as he gently stroked your hair.

𐙚⋆.˚☆August☆.˚.⋆𐙚

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This man is out like a light as the crack of dawn peeks through the window, August is a man of many thoughts and many talents, which often results in him jumping out of bed at random hours of the night because an idea decided to strike mid sleep, you dont mind it too much, you love him and his brilliant mind however, sometimes it gets to the point where you have to physically grab and restrain him in bed so that he couldnt get out, of resulting in cuddling him until he chills out.

It almost makes you feel guilty, having to stop such a wonderful mind from working. Almost. Sleep however is still very important.

As much as August loved his work, he loved you so so so much more and so the moment you wrapped your arms around him, cuddling him in order to force him to sleep, he could never really say no. Whenever you're around and holding him so lovingly his mind seems to ease and his thoughts were no longer as disorganised, soon enough he began drifting off into a relaxing sleep.

But due to his midnight shenanigans this often meant he slept for a long time during the mornings to make up for the sleep lost at night and so the two of you spend most mornings tightly embraced, arms wrapped around each other lovingingly as you let him sleep.

That is until he decides its finally time to wake up and when he does he tries to wiggle himself free from your grip trying to jot down any ideas he could renember from the prior night, to which you grumble and whine "hey..c'mon go to sleep..stop working".

When you complain so sleepily he sees you as the cutest think in the world, he could never say no to you and so he lays back down looking over your sleeping face.

"of course my muse..i wont move an inch" he said mostly to himself moving some of your hair away from your face before he lightly peppered your face with kisses, for some one who is usually so loud and easily excitable, sometimes August can appreciate the quiet and calm.

"But..you do looks so beatiful right now, my muse looking at you alone fills me with so much inspiration."

He whispered his eyes slightly drooping as he began to fall asleep again, he cant wait to wake up later and have you keep him company for his work.

𐙚⋆.˚☆Enjin☆˚.⋆𐙚

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Mornings with him are usually all over the place and messy Sometimes you wake up to him alseep with his eyes open, partially dangling off the bed, drunk out of his night, sometimes hes just plain out passed out on the floor somehow and other mornings you wake up from the smell of cigarette smoke when he wakes up earlier than you.

This morning was the latter, well you think its morning, when your stirred awake rubbing you eyes the room was still dark, moonlight still shining down on your face.

You could only assume its one of those restless nights for him, a certain phase that happens sometimes for this usually composed cleaner, you sat up glancing at him as he sat on the edge of the bed. His back facing you as he took another drag of his cigarette.

Before long he noticed the movement behind him and he let out a puff of smoke.

"Oh? Sorry beatiful did i wake up? Didn't mean too, just couldn't sleep tonight, thought maybe a quick smoke might put me to sleep." He said now moving to sit against the headboard looking over at you.

"Enjin? What's up and what time is it?"

"Its around half 3, 4 ish? Give or take" he responded with a slight yawn, maybe smoking does help him sleep better?

"If you want, we can talk about it? You offered leaning closer to him, with a sigh he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer to him as he rested his head against your shoulder appreciating your embrace.

"Nah its okay you just being here is enough for me, besides its way too early in the morning to be botherin you, you need to sleep aswell" he said before laying you down on top of him with a sigh he closed his eyes ready to go to sleep.

After a moment of silence he looked up at you with one eye openn and a smirk.

"Cmon since you care so much why dont you give me an early good morning kiss to make me sleep even better?"

𐙚⋆.˚☆Zanka☆.˚.⋆𐙚

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Mornings for Zanka are peace and nice, he comes home after missions as quickly as he can, he sleeps well and wakes up nicely in the mornings, he had a routine and stuck to it pretty well, executing everything without a single mistake, as a cleaner he valued his sleep and knew how incredibly important a good sleep schedule is, hed fail to complete his everyday missions if he was tired afterall.

That routine however was significantly altered when you came into his life, having another person in the bed was...different not unpleasant yet for someone like him its simply something that was going to be hard to get used to, with strict routines, change tends to feel weird.

The biggest change to his mornings and sleeping in general was regarding his trusty assistaff. Having another living breathing human being sleeping beside him meant he needed to provide you with space, space that was usually reserved for his Vital instument. He had many reasons why hed keep his assistaff beside him nicely tucked into bed, for one safety and for another.. comfort. Thats about it, the argument wasnt too long as to why the staff should remain in his bed.

He loved and cared for you and so he eventually made the decision to remove the staff from his bed, you did need space and the staff doesn't have to be right beside him to be useful right?

And so this very morning was one of the first times he woke up without his staff beside him. Zankas eyes didnt open immediately, he could feel the rays of sunlight beating down on his face and he instinctively went to reach for his staff only to touch your hand, momentarily forgetting the new arrangement..

He was,at first shocked, his eyes opening wide as he turned over, now being face to face with your calm sleeping face, his gaze lingering on your features.

The next most noticeable thing was your warmth. His assistaff was just that. A staff something he imbued with so much love that it became his Vital Instrument yet, it was an inanimate object. The warmth in your hand and whole body as it rested next to him made him feel warm and fuzzy and as you leaned in closer hugging him, stealing some of his warmth, his heart skipped a beat and he found himself wrapping his arms tighter around you enjoying the proximity.

Upon closer inspection, he somehow found himself falling more in love with you by the minute, seeing your serene, sleeping expression, so vulnerable and trusting beside him made him feel protective and loved all at once his heart fluttering funnily in his chest.

Maybe..Just maybe waking up besides someone he loved was better than his staff. way better. He could get used to this. He thought before succumbing to the warmth and feeling sleepy once more.

His routine could wait.

𐙚⋆.˚☆Gris☆˚.⋆𐙚

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Mornings with Gris are always kind and warm, filled with laughter and comfort, throughout the night this man would constantly have his arms around you, soothing you both from your hard days at work with his gentle embrace.

He knows whats its like to work this difficult job, being on the constant and having to stay on your toes whether for a simple mission helping the locals or even the dangerous missions regarding trashbeasts. So, Gris would want to hold you every night when he comes from work, its like his mini celebration that you are both fine and well.

When he embraces you, he also digs himself a hole. He often tries to surprise you with little acts of kindness and affection, however its very difficult for someone like him to escape, especially when he covers your form with his own, its hard to miss when such a large source of warmth suddenly disappears.

But sometimes hes lucky and is able to escape, he has to take precautions such as throwing extra blankets over you or covering you in various large plushies as a feeble attempt to mimic him and it works for some time.

And "some" time is just enough time for him to run out only and get everything ready, appearing with breakfast in bed for you when you wake up all smiley and joyful the second he opened the door.

"Morning baby, slept okay? I brought you alittle something."

You really have to try and surprise him with the very same someday.

And so along with all night cuddles in the arms of this amazing man you also get breakfast in bed.

𐙚⋆.˚☆Jabber☆˚.⋆𐙚

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Loud, Chaotic and troublesome.

All are words that can be associated with Jabber and to an extent these also cover the mornings.

Mornings with Jabber..well they could be considered as hell,sometimes, in the nights he would rock up to bed late after hus missions, making sure to make as much noise as possible, for any slim chance that you wake up pissed would bring joy and satisfaction to him, a late night hit or scold from his sweet lover would be the perfect way to end the night, right?

Eventually he tires himself out even more and he throws himself into bed.

This however doesn't end there, no no jabber will also be a menace throughout the night tossing and turning as if he hadn't been sleeping in this very same bed forever now, swearing to god that he just "cant find the right spot" until he eventually clings to you, earning a sound of disapproval as he did not remove his mankra which he only laughed at, before tossing them aside.

The rest of the night he holds you, refusing to let you go under any circumstances, lets hope you dont need to pee during the night Ever, because too bad he wont let go, seriously.

By the time the morning sun peeks through the window illuminating the room, Jabber is passed out cold snoring as all the tossing and turning made his dreadlocks fly everywhere covering your face, no doubt on purpose once more.

When you finally managed to move the mams arms and hair and everything out of your face you sat up looking arpund as you started to shimmy out of bed, planning the day and reminding yourself of any upcoming missions.

Only for a pair of hands to come out of no where trapping your waist in his embrace once more..

"Mm..c'mon babe~ stay in bed alittle more, please? ill be good if you dont wake me up for work just yet" he mumbled already pulling you back into bed.

With a sigh you lay back down and his grip tightens around you a satisfied smug grin on his face.

Well from all his shit last night you were pretty tired too.. maybe sleeping some more wouldn't be so bad.

ʚɞ☆-Jabber-☆ʚɞ

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Jabber's hands would be slender, his fingers long but he's less of a hand guy unless of course you wanted to be crazy, with his masochistic mind Jabber would be more excited to feel your skillful hands on him, whether it would be pulling on his hair or choking him he'd get excited at the thought, getting turned on if your hands were too close to him, he'd try to piss you off just to make those sweet hands to wrap around his neck, punch him or slap him for being an obnoxious little shit.

If you really pissed him off hed give you what you wanted ..but with his claws a beautiful mix of pleasure and pain as he painfully slowly tortures you, if he's still pissed by the end of it he'll happily use his own toxins to increase his stamina essentially becoming feral for you.

If you asked him sweetly enough he'd surely pleasure you with his hand of course those long slender finger efficiently finding the spot and abusing it mercilessly having you screaming his name in seconds of course he'd rather be using his tongue but that doesnt mean he'll stop at just one round he wants to see you screaming and begging regardless of what he does..

ʚɞ☆Enjin☆ʚɞ

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Enjin's hands are honestly well maintained for his line of work, even if alittle callous from holding Umbreaker, this guy screams cocky and for you hes willing to use his hands whenever, where ever. He wants to drive you crazy and he doesnt have to try too hard.

A wandering hand under the table during a meeting or simply sitting in the sofa he knows you wouldn't cause a scene in public and so he loves to mess with you slowly building up the tension with his subtle touches before he eventually has you alone.

Watching your face contort into ecstacy and pleasure is his favourite pass time and so he takes his sweet time gently working up your thighs tracing idle patterns enough to make you writhe from frustration practically begging, the shame leaving your body but not before your pride stings at seeing his infuriatingly smug face.

Eventually his own restraint cant take it anymore and he gives in plunging into the spongy depths practically revealing in the sounds of his own fingers squelching inside what really sends him over are the noises that cannot be restrained hearing them coming from you fills him with so much pride and hot burning just that before you know it you hear a zipper unzip.

ʚɞ☆Gris☆ʚɞ

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Gris's hands are big and beefy along with rough and callous due to his Job, he often loves to compare hand sizes, his hands are far larger and it makes him so happy to see your cute smaller hand in his, it makes him feel so protective and caring. He loves nothing more than to wrap his arms around you, your waist, your shoulders he loves his hands on any part of you.

Loves when you ride his palm, he adores the cute expression on your face as you pleasure yourself on him, the sweet noises that escape your kissable lips his heart would explode out of his chest at every breath, every arch of your back before he stops your motions lifting you up bridal style and taking you to bed.

He can be a thigh guy, he would love running his hand up and down your thigh when you talk to him and also loves holding your thighs wide open as he eats you out alternating between his fingers and mouth.

ʚɞ☆Corvus☆ʚɞ

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Corvus's hands are typically concealed in his gloves, carefully maintained and clean but that doesnt stop him from doing the dirtiest of things to you..

He loves having you under his desk while he works, often loved teasing you when you were bored and decided to bother him by running his hands through your hair as he guided your head or placing a finger in your mouth just to watch you response.

When he really means business he takes off his gloves allowing his bare hands to explore your body, often followed by having you on his lap as he fingers you at moderate pace, often enjoying your reactions as he slowly stretches you out finger by finger, just to see how you'd react.

ʚɞ☆Tamsy☆ʚɞ

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Tamsy's hands are filled with teasing intent. Whenever he uses his hands its purely to make you a crying, writhing, begging mess just for him the wicked smile on his face only widens each and every time you whine or beg for more he just cant help himself.

'Good girl youre taking it so well~ would you like some more my darling? Im sure you can take it cant you beatiful'

He would often coo into your ear as tears begin to prick your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. He'd simply kiss them away.

𐙚⋆.˚☆Zanka☆.˚.⋆𐙚

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◇Hes the type of guy who would act nonchalant till you couldnt see him.◇

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You wanted to surprise Zanka with something new for breakfast, you always stuck to his favourite whenever he wasnt dominating the kitchen, but this time you saw such a cute dish on Pinterest and just had to try.

Waking up bright and early, your first difficult task of the morning was to pry yourself from his arms, that man had such a strong grip even while he was a sleep it was ridiculous, carefully crawling out of bed trying your hardest not to make a single peep you grabbed your phone and your clothes.

Once you finally got out of the bedroom, practically jumping 5 steps down the stairs you reached the kitchen, collecting every piece of equipment needed and ingredients. You read through the ingrediant list and unfortunately, you didnt have some of the ingredients no worries, youll substitute them with something similar surely nothing could go wrong right?

By the time you plated the food onto the table, zanka finally woke up due to the lack of your presence beside him on the bed, with a yawn he got up stretching and looking all over the house until he spotted you in the kitchen, with a small sleepy smile he approached, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your forehead

"Morning babe, when did you wake up? And whats that on the table?" He asked groggily, rubbing his eyes as he moved to the table.

"Oh ive been awake for some time, i saw this cute recipe online and wanted to try it so thats your breakfast" you said beaming as you grabbed his shoulders pulling him around and making him sit down on the chair.

"Of course i didn't have all of the ingredients but I tried my hardest. Id say it looks good right?" You asked looking over the dish then back at him.

"Yeah id say it looks good.." he agreed nodding as he brought the fork up to his lips. Once he took a bite his senses were flooded..and not in a good way, every flavour seemed to clash eventually mixing into one big mush in his mouth sending a shock through his entire system.

He took a gasp of air nearly choking on it as he reached for the glass of water, trying his hardest to swallow the food and spare your feelings, he could handle this, it's just a failed recipe no biggie and the way you were looking at him so excited and overjoyed about trying something new, he didnt have the heart to tell you it tasted horrible.

Once he gulped the whole glass of water down he wiped his mouth, trying his hardest to hold onto his nonchalant demeanour despite the aftershock still standing strong in his body, he closed his eyes desperately trying to overcome this internal dilemma.

His thoughts were soon interrupted by your voice, expectant for an opinion or a reaction.

"So what did you think?" You asked as you stood on the opposite side of the table tilting your head at him.

He looked over at the plate then at you, clearing his throat he gave a small nod trying to appear more confident as he tried to lie and not hurt you feelings.

'I think its..interesting, definitely something new cant say this is a flavour ive had before, I dont hate it actually..yeah this is lovely, thank you for the breakfast. I can tell you put so much love and effort into this"

"Aw youre such a sweet talker you kmow that? I did try you only deserve the best" you said kissing him on the forehead. "ill be right back i have to charge my phone, enjoy the rest of it" you said already heading upstairs for your charger.

Zanka took his chance, practically running to the bin to throw out some of the dish hiding it underneath some trash before he sat back down, taking the last bite just as you walked in to make it look like he ate the whole thing.

He had to suffer alittle more for authenticity right?

𐙚⋆.˚☆Rudo☆.˚.⋆𐙚

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◇Poor guy doesn't have a poker face, he'd fumble as soon as the fork reached his mouth◇

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Although Rudo was a spherite he by no means lived in luxury, so to surprise him you skipped out on your last mission to get home before him and cook him a hearty meal. He loved when you made him food, especially when he was tired or ill so why not try a new combo?

You ran back home looking over at all the ingredients avaliable in the fridge, this had to be like nothing he had tasted before something to celebrate his success on his very difficult mission that he was assigned to today.

Getting to work the smell of boiled vegetables and more filled ip the empty kitchen in HQ as you got to work chopping, cooking, frying, boiling and finally placing the finished product into a bowl, once it was finished you noticed it did smell alot different to the way this type of meal would smell but you shrugged, paying it no mind you did search for the most unique recipe that could leave rudo surprised, this may be it.

Rudo of course after a difficult mission got back to HQ practically on the brink of starvation and collapsing from exhaustion, the moment he stepped into HQ he looked around for you walking closer to the kitchen, just as he was about to open the door the smell of your cooking hit his nose, he opened the door frantically looking around only to find the kitchen empty.

Following the strange aroma of food he then looked inside of his room where you were sat on the bed, the bowl of food on your lap as you looked over beaming.

"Hey Rudo you've finally come back from the mission! Good thing i finished making this for you on time, hope the mission wasnt too gruelling, here this is a new recipe try it" you rambled not even giving him a second to speak before you handed him the warm bowl and sat back down gazing up at him expectectantly.

"Oh.. thank you thats really kind of you" he managed to say before bringing the spoon to his lips.

He was then hit with a burst of unpleasant flavours, its not as bad as when he ate back up at the sphere but it was very VERY different to the food you would usually cook, so out of surprise he choked coughing out the food violently to the point where you had to run to grab him a glass of water, his body clearly in a state of fight or flight with your food.

"Oh my god babe are you okay?? Is it really that bad im so sorry" you said frantically trying to clean up the mess and move the bowl away from him

"No- its just- it was hot too hot that all.. yeah it caught me by surprise" he spluttered trying to lie his way out of this and not upset you, yet the look in your eyes told him you werent going to believe him so with a sigh he relented.

"Yeah..maybe, please dont change your cooking i like the way you usually make it"

𐙚⋆.˚☆Follo☆.˚.⋆𐙚

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◇He'd try to be really sweet and eat it because he loves you, trying to smile through the pain and comfort you◇

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After a long and hard mission this tired supporter only wanted to see his sweet sweet lover.You. When you told him that dinner was going to be homemade tonight via the choker coms, he was ecstatic, he always loved your cooking, better yet he loved the fact that you put so much thought into it and tried doing something for him.

The thought alone was enough to make him relax from a hard day's worth feeling your affection and care even now as he was heading home, he couldn't help but use the rest of his energy to speed up even a tiny bit more just to see you, hes really just a happy puppy when it comes to you.

You decided to cook dinner today despite your own fatigue after your mission that ended not too long ago, you love Follo and acknowledge that being a supporter is no easy feat, sure he had a Vital instrument, but he rarely used it on the job.

However maybe trying out a new recipe while you were exhausted really wasnt a good idea huh?

By the time Follo ran to the door you had just taken the meal out of the oven, placing it onto the stove you walked over to the door embracing him just as he opened the door.

"Hey babe, how was the mission im sure you were working hard, hope it wasnt too tiring?

"Mm i mean it was kinda difficult but hearing that you got home early and decided to cook for me lifted my spirits" he replied tightening the embrace before eventually letting you go.

"So how about that dinner huh?"

You both then went into the kitchen hands intertwined before you made him sit down as you plated the food, it was warm and everything looked perfect and beautifully cooked as always

Follo thanked you for the meal once more before putting the fork into his mouth.

And immediately his body stiffened ever so slightly, his smile however never faultered, being in your presence alone makes him happy and although the taste of the dish wasnt as expected, he would never ever show you that. He loves you too much.

He was however way too silent for a moment and that made you raise an eyebrow.

"Huh? Why so quiet babe? Is my cooking that good or what?" You asked taking a fork as well and leaning in to try a bite of the food too, feeling quite proud that despite being tired you still made something that looked so good.

Before Follo could reach out to stop you, you already took a bite.

And...it was sweet. The dish could have been many things but not sweet.

"Damn it, I must've picked up the sugar instead of salt" you said, sulking "..i was so tired I didnt even realise.."

"Hey hey its fine really id even say its still edible, hey its okay cmon its fine to make mistakes" he mumbled pulling you onto his lap and into a hug.

"Cmon how about we remake dinner together?"

𐙚⋆.˚☆Jabber☆.˚.⋆𐙚

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◇He would eat that shit up trying to see how much he can take before and if it would actually make him fall to the floor near death experience style◇

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Jabber recently had gotten into a pretty bad fight mid mission that actually injured him so badly he now needed to lay in the nurses office of the raiders HQ for who knows how many days , every single time you visit him concerned and worried he merely smiles, the manic gleam in his eyes only increasing as he recounts his "delicious" beating it always surprises you how he can smile even as his bones were broken or he was beat unconscious by a formidable opponent.

A few days later jabber could finally move around slight yet still was bound by orders to stay close to the bed, to make him feel better you decided to cook him a meal, the raiders resources are scarce when it comes to a fully functioning kitchen so you couldn't really cook whatever you wanted so instead, you went to your big boss for advice. Which he did provide albeit annoyed.

Of course maybe he would not be the best person to ask about food, you should have known better but oh well.

After spending hours toiling away trying to cook a delicious get well soon dish for Jabber you had finally done it, it looked edible and everything seemed cook so despite the lack of ingredients and lack of assistance you'd say its a pretty good job done.

Heading to the room that Jabber was staying in you open the door, only to see the man practically bouncing off the walls, whining and complaining to himself no doubt bored being cooped up in this little room, still its hard to tell with Jabber how healed he may be so you couldn't help but feel concerned about all this movement.

"Jabber stop it and get back into bed if you dont heal well you aren't gomna be able to leave" you tried to scold, but the feeling of arms pulling you onto the bed rendered you speechless

"I know, I know chill out i feel completely fine and I am fine, just bored out of my mind a lil yaknow? Especially when you leave me alone to go do missions. This place is a drag, you know what else? They wont even let me have my mankra beside me for comfort, so boringgg" he whined shaking your shoulders as if to emphasise his plight.

He then looked at the plate in your hand raising an eyebrow as a smirk appeared on his face, "Well whats that? Aint you just the sweetest, caring for me and cooking me some food huh?you really do love and care about me dontcha?" He teased snatching the plate before you could say anything and chowing down on it.

He hummed in approval at first taking in the new strange flavours mixing on his tongue it was..interesting but not even a moment later the strong aftertaste and the clashing of flavours happend, forming what could only be described as a type of poison onto his mouth and his grin started to widen further.

Curious about his expression you leaned closer taking a bite of the meal only to start coughing, choking and spitting the meal out. It was vile. You will never take Zodyls advice on food ever again.

"Oh jabber! I am so so so sorry i didnt know that it was that awful please give it back ill go get you something better-"

You reached out trying to snatch back the plate but he jumped out of bed holding it away, out of your reach still eating.

"What are you saying!? Baby this is the best gift ever I wanna see how much more I can eat. Thank you so much i love you, you know that?" He said taking another bite, that caused him to choke.

Well..if you couldn't take it off of him, you might as well just go get him some water.

𐙚⋆.˚☆Tamsy☆.˚.⋆𐙚

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◇Would sense somethings up before even walking in, subtly buys take out and throws out your food◇

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He already knew something was amiss since the morning of your plan, you never cooked, not really, he usually was the one who had a routine and stuck to it being the one between the two of you who cooks good and often. So the moment he saw you stepping into the kitchen with a bag of ingredients that have rarely ever been used in your house, he was already skeptical as hell, how could he not be, you never really try to cook something new, never mind without him, you both tend to test things together..

But he still wanted to say he had some faith in you, he wasnt completely mean, so he didnt comment on your actions because based on your reaction you were trying to keep it a surprise so like a good boyfriend he played along..for a while.

Eventually you yelled from the kitchen that you were leaving to buy some "finishing touches" for your dish. As you left, Tamsy took action. He carefully came into he kitchen looking for your prepared dish and soon he spotted it, not very well hidden, inside the turned off microwave. With a shake of his head and a sigh he opened the microwave and took the plate out inspecting it critically.

There was no kind way to put it, at least not to him, you had completely and utterly botched whatever you were cooking, theres no denying that whatever it was it was not supposed to look like that, he wanted to laugh but a part of him also felt a little bit of sympathy and pity, you spent all day trying (and failing) to keep his prying eyes away from the surprise putting your heart and soul into it only for it to come out looking so inedible, he couldn't even begin to think of a way to fix this.

Soon you were on your way back and Tamsy made sure to put the plate exactly were it had been prior and swiftly moved out of the kitchen as if no one had ever been there, as he went back up into his room he had an idea.

"Hey babe? I'll be out for a bit, dont you worry ill be back before dinner okay? Bye" he said running down to kiss you on the forehead and leave the building before you could even respond. Confused, you shrugged turning back to the monstrosity you created.

You'll be honest, you've been hiding it all day because the dish well..it turned out horrible so much so that even you couldn't pretend that it was good or supposed to look the way it did. You went to buy "finishing touches" in hopes of covering it up or buying alternatives but alas, the shops had closed and you wasted so much time and ingredients on this dinner, soon the stress and guilt started to seep in.

Not a minute later Tamsy came back from his mysterious outing with bags in his hands coming into the kitchen to see you distressed over the thing on the plate he merely rolled his eyes, a soft smile on his face as he came closer to cradle your head.

"There there dont be crying over spilled milk" he cooed quickly moving one hand away, reaching out for the dish and throwing it in the trash

"Its alright, it's alright I brought take out"

𐙚⋆.˚☆Enjin☆.˚.⋆𐙚

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◇He will to try to throw it, only to get caught close to the act and then have to endure◇

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Enjin was a simple man, a man of simple pleasures if you will, he likes to smoke in order to destress, he loved his significant other very very much and he also really loves to speed up or skip missions, hes a lazy guy at heart and so today he wasted no time to escape the meeting room where semiu was assigning people to a random mission, he just could not be bothered.

Instead he went looking for his sweetheart, he was bored and he knew they too did not have a mission. Looking around the HQ he eventually stumbled into the kitchen, at the time it seemed to be empty except, there was a dish on the counter that had a sticky note on it that seemed to have your hand writing on it.

Upon closer inspection, he read the note that stated this dish was made by you for him and that no one was meant to touch it. His smirk widened at the thought, his darling was oh so kind and doting on him, the thought itself made him feel warm and fuzzy inside, covering the dish back up, he turned on his heel and walked out waiting until you give him the food yourself.

Soon the awaited dinner arrived and enjin came home to see the dish now presented on the table, looking around you were no where to be seen and so he thought, surely you wouldn't mind if he tried alittle bit of it before you presented it...right?

Taking a quick bite he chewed slowly savouring the taste before practically recoiling, he had never tasted something so different in the worst way possible, it actually made him choke back from that one bite alone, this could only mean that you really did try a new recipe and were going to sacrifice it to him.

Looking through the kitchen doorway, you were still no where to be found and so he took action taking the plate ready to throw it away. Carefully making his way through the kitchen before he passes the sink so close to his goal..

..until he heared someone clearing their throat, he gulped turning around to see you stood at the doorway arms crossed and one eyebrow raised staring straight at him.

"Hey baby, I was just.."

"You were totally going to throw away my food weren't you?"

"No no no i was not, totally not!" He lied

"You hate it dont you? i really tried, but if its that bad you could just tell me"

"No babe listen I can see that it looks perfect and delicious I was just...getting a new fork mine dropped to the floor so.."

"Uh huh.. sure so then you wont mind eating it front of me? Right?"

"Of course..not" he gulped sitting back down, he dug himself a hole.

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𐙚⋆.˚Gris˚.⋆𐙚

When Gris first stepped into the room after his nap, your eyes were immediately were drawn to his muscular frame, on his chest, the way his abs flexed with every movement, the way his biceps buldged and the way his trousers hung low on his hips, your eyes raked over his form from head to toe as he stretched.

Soon enough he sat down beside you wrapping his arms around you and bringing you into a tight embrace, kissing you on the forehead.

You however, got distracted by the way your face smushed into his chest. It was soft, yet muscular and as you sat back up your eyes were slowly moving downward staring at his chest all over again while he just kept talking, no doubt trying to ask you about your day.

He does eventually notice your distracted expression trying to figure out where you were looking, once he did he paused before a small smile appeared on his face and stopped talking.

He then softly grabs your chin,cupping it in his hands so that your eyes were locked onto his, he raised an eyebrow before teasingly asking.

'My eyes..are up here you know?'

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𐙚⋆.˚Enjin˚.⋆𐙚

Enjin was always confident with his body, never ashamed to show it. The moment you guys started dating he wasted no time wondering around your living, shirtless showing off all he could, often teasing you for staring but he was doing it on purpose how could you possibly tear your eyes away from this handsome man?

As any other typical day you were in the kitchen cooking breakfast, a yawn escaping you in the moment of peace and quite before it was broken by a certain someone yawning behind you obnoxiously as if to show he too was awake.

Before you could comment on his presence you felt a pair of hands wrapping around you and pulling you closer as he leaned into your neck.

'Mornin' beatiful what are you cooking thus fine morning?' He grumbled in a tone that was barely audible as he was already peppering kisses onto your bare shoulder, soon enough you turned around to answer before your brain went blank.

Seeing this mans chiseled physique was distracting and the way his body was tattooed beautifully only made it worse, he was a work of art and your gaze drifted following his tattoos as if they were a path for your eyes only.

You hadn't realised you drifted off before you felt your back touch the counter pinned in between his arms as he looked at your face cockiness written all over his smirk only widening.

'Hm whats this? like what you see? C'mon babe tell me whats got you so distracted.'

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𐙚⋆.˚Zodyl˚.⋆𐙚

Behind that thick ass coat no one can really see his appearance, the hidden gem away from the publics' eyes. Some of the raiders had a fair share of theories on what their enigmatic leader would look like under the coat.

Of course, you knew. Dating the leader of the raiders, one of the most influential criminal groups down on the ground, came with a few perks, apart from the basics such as safety and protection, you also get the privilege to see him in his full glory, you were one of, if not the only one who was worthy enough to see Zodyl relaxed and stripped bare, literally and figuratively of course.

Waking up in the morning as a few rays of sunlight peeked through the window, you stretched sitting up to watch Zodyllstill sleeping soundly, one of the rarer days when he doesnt sneak out at the crack of dawn for a mission.

Looking up and down this glorious man your gazed stopped at his chest and the way his chest moved while he was breathing along with the way his chest squashed against the mattress highlighting his milkers, which were peeking out just alittle over the blanket leaving so much to your imagination, trying to appreciate more of him you leaned forward slowly and subtly trying to pull down some of the blanket to gaze down at the mans' physique, the way his body was beautifully crafted and the way the position he was sleeping in highlighted his v-line.

Lost in your own staring you didnt register a warm large hand wrapping around your wrist the was holding the blanket, and soon enough a husky, deep morning voice broke you out of your thoughts, looking over you saw Zodyl, smirking with one eye open.

'You know..its rude to stare so shamelessly'

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𐙚⋆.˚Corvus˚.⋆𐙚

Corvus often coops up in his office looking like the busy leader of the cleaners that he is, however this monotonous routine often leaves you bored and craving his affection or any hint of attention this man gives you especially when hes at work looking locked the fuck in and stoic as hell.

You just cant help but want to break his composure even a little bit..

Which is why you were now here, sat quietly on his lap as he paid no attention to you his eyes soley onto the papers in front of him. You were progressively getting bored, constantly moving and squirming for the man to scold you or anything in regards to a reaction, its almost infuriating how nonchalant he could be sometimes.

At first it was a small subtle movement of his hair, he ignored it but didnt stop it, this caused another touch to happen this time a slight pull on the collar of his shirt, still no response so then you decided to trail your hand down to the bottom of the shirt looking over at his face only to see a slight crack of his lips, this only spurred you on further as you slipped your hand under his shirt pulling it up and looking over his chest.

This finally caused him to look over as the gentle brush of your fingers on his abs broke him out of his thoughts he simply chuckled shaking his head slightly.

'You know, I am trying to work here, i know you may be bored but you cant just go touchin' wherever you like what if someone walks in hm?'

He paused his playful scolding, looking over at your face to see you distracted, absentmindedly running your finger along various spots on his chest almost as if following an invisible pattern that only you could see in your mind, he rolled his eyes pulling you closer as he took your hand and placed it on his lips. Eventually you look up, youreyes meeting his.

'You know..its rude to not look at someone when they're talking to you.'