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“why is it you are knotting your hair in odd tangles, woman? you will be combing them out later before bed regardless.” 

his gruff voice came from the doorway of your shared chambers, watching as you sat in front of the vanity, fingers skilfully threading through soft strands.

a smile grazed your lips at his question, meeting his eyes in the reflection of the mirror. 

“to make it look pretty. and it keeps out of my face this way – less of a hassle.”

but your explanation didn’t seem to satisfy him, eyebrows still pulled into a furrow.

“why go through all that trouble when you could simply cut it shorter?” grumbling, he took a couple of steps towards where you sat, crimson eyes never leaving you.

“but i like my long hair, you do too, don’t you, ryomen?”

and although you knew very well how true that was, with the way his hands always occupied themselves in your silky tresses when you would be in his embrace before sleep, he merely huffed. 

but apparently, the silly idea of human hairstyles hadn’t been what bothered him at the time. 

no no, it was that you’d spend so much time on something he thought of as rather tedious, therefore deciding to take matters into his own, four, hands.

that’s how, you now found yourself sat on his lap, back to his chest and smiling from ear to ear at the gentle strokes and brushes of his fingers through your hair.

meanwhile, heavy sighs left sukuna’s lips every few seconds when yet another strand slipped from his fingers.

it was much harder than you had made it seem to be. seeing you do it every morning with such ease, even if it took you so long, made him think it was really just that uncomplicated. 

but oh, how he was wrong. 

not only had he taken far too long to understand where each of the three strands was supposed to go, but no matter how firmly he held them, they’d still constantly be slipping, almost mocking him for struggling with such an absurdly simple task.  

and to think he’d at least have it a little easier, given he had four hands to do all of this.

“this is- how is it you do this so effortlessly? it makes no sense. the strands flee from my grip within seconds. even your hair knows it’s not supposed to go this way…”

he grumbled, ever so huffy and puffy. 

to see a man like him, king of curses, sharpened by battle and triumphant with everything he set his mind to, struggle this much with something so easy, oh, it was hilarious.

it only made him feel irritated and all the more determined to get this right.

“you don’t have to keep going if it’s too much of a bother, ryomen. i can just do it myself.” you suggested with a gentle smile, hand reaching behind you to rest on one of his strong arms.

“no.”

was all he said, neither of you uttering another word as he redid the braid again and again and again until he was finally satisfied with how it looked, tying the ends of your hair together at last.

“it is done, your hair is… tangled.”

that made you turn your head back towards him, eyes meeting his before taking the braid into your hands and examining it.

it looked… beautiful. maybe even better than when you did it yourself. no, actually it was better, much better.

“it looks so pretty…” you said quietly, admiring the care he had put into it.

before he could huff and act all nonchalant about it though, you leaned in to press a kiss to his cheek. 

“thank you, ryo.”

it took him off guard, a pink hue tinging his face quicker than he’d like but equally as quick to bring a hand up to cover his face with.

“idiot woman…”

but oh, how glad he was you actually liked it and so relieved to not have messed anything up. 

“i shall practice these foolish hair tangles in your place every morning so my wife’s weak body is not tired out by nonsensical tasks.”

“you’re going to do my hair for me every morning?”

“yes, as i have just said. you have ears to listen and a brain to think, do you not?” he huffed, secretly flustered from the joyful expression on your face. it was so stupidly adorable in his eyes.

“yeah yeah, i do.” and with a roll of your eyes you pressed another kiss to his other cheek. 

“can’t wait for morning to come again.” you chuckled with excitement flashing in your eyes.

“mm, likewise.”

rules: answer these questions & tag 9 people you'd like to know better

reading: nothing rn i'm doopit :( but the last book i read was I Who Have Never Known Men and i still think about it a lot!

last series: rewatching arcane >:)

last movie: The Truman Show (there are a lot of really "movieish" movies i haven't seen so i'm trying to catch up)

last song: probably You Lose by Magdalena Bay?? i bought a Mercurial World cd at the cutie music store today and we were listening to it in da car

working on: a diy music benefit show thingy for a local family impacted by ICE, my muscles, i was also working on a lil collage zine that i am hoping to scan and post here Soon

sweet or salty: i am a savory boy through and through

coffee or tea: i need coffee to function but i drink tea just for the love of the game

tagging: i have a lot of new mutuals!! here goes 🌀

rules: answer these questions & tag 9 people you'd like to know better

reading: geek feminist revolution, the wild edge of sorrow, and the new lesbian pulp!

last series: I’m rewatching euphoria and I am so bad at watching new things I mostly watch smosh Reddit stories 😭

last movie: twinless! I watched with my lavender boyfriend <3

last song: I listen to the radio a lot but on qobuz it was Bring Wet Cunt (my butch bait playlist)

working on: a self portrait I’m redoing from college! , some bag charms I just like giving to people, trying to sell my art also for people effected by ICE 😭

sweet or salty: I have a huge sweet tooth but I’m also crazy for anything pickled like in a. What im known for way

coffee or tea: i loveeeee tea i have so many teas (my fave is raspberry vanilla mint) but i also have a strange love for banana bread mochas

rules: answer these questions & tag 9 people you'd like to know better

reading: about to start tender is the flesh by agustina bazterrica and/or bury our bones in the midnight soil!

last series: FTWD, trying to get into the pitt!

last movie: interstellar!! finally saw it after meaning to for many years

last song: Did I Say Too Much? by The Beaches

working on: my new coloring books, organizing my house & minecraft lmaooo

sweet or salty: always always always a salty girl, unless there’s an option to have lime flavored anything & then i’m there 🍋‍🟩

coffee or tea: coffee for sure, always icy as heck & a lil bit sweet, just had a cookies n cream cold brew today

Rules: answer these questions & tag 9 people you’d like to know better.

Reading: Honestly, I’ve been reading a lot of fanfics not so much books lately 😵‍💫. But some of my favorite books are You Are One Of Them by Elliott Holt, and That’s Not What Happened by Kody Keplinger.

Last series: I was watching Vox Machina last, though I have a bad habit of starting a shit ton of shows and never finishing them….

Last song: Kiss it better by Rihanna 😛

Working on: getting my ass moving to finishing college admissions and working on organizing my closet, I just built a shoebox for it yesterday.

Sweet or salty: okay, I’m a foodie so it really depends on my mood. But for salty I’d say salt and vinegar chips. For sweet, I’ll have to go with those storebought mini brownies.

Coffee or tea: coffee all the way, I’m obsessed with making my own latte and I grind my own beans.

last series: rewatching arcane and wednesday

last movie: scream 6

last song: red wine supernova

working on: a sketch for an art project!!

sweet or salty: both!

coffee or tea: i need coffee to function

tagging: i have a lot of new mutuals!! here goes

last series : hells paradise & the apothecary diaries !

last movie : …sadly can’t remember ! (°Ծ‸Ծ°)₊

last song : #icraveyou by jnhygs

working on : something for my katsuki series !

sweet or salty : both but leaning more towards sweet !

reading. choujin x

last series. frieren and hells paradise

last movie. the phoenician scheme

last song. utopia by fukuro

working on. megumi angst and like 10 other things

sweet or salty. salty one million percent sugar is over rated

coffee or tea. tea tea tea tea teaaaa

reading / the woman in me : britney spears, way too much fanfiction for the amount of work i got

last series / smallville, rewatching tokyo revengers cause why is it so gas?? like can we bring it back??

last movie / kill bill (part 1), desendants (omg i forgot how good it is)

last song / outta this world, trouble : britney spears (guess my fav artists: impossible)

working on / finding something to write abt...

sweet or salty / lowkey depends on my mood but i prefer salty but also sweet, i dont actually know

coffee or tea / TEAA (i hate coffee unless it's super sweet) HAS to be iced tea tho i dont like any kinda hot drink, i dont care if it's negatives outside i will be drinking something iced

reading: softcore by britney newell (saw it on barnes and noble book club wtv and decided to pick it up) but i’m also reading hella fanfiction LMAO

last series: elité (it’s taking me a while icl) and also glitter on netflix

last movie: y tu mamá también (holy peak bro)

last song: blue moon by niki (THAT IS MY SONGGGG)

working on: a choso fic and also a higuruma fic but also little drabbles for sae, but also a lot of work from classes smh

sweet or salty: both separately, but i hate the combo of both sweet and salty on things.

coffee or tea: no preference but i drink coffee more

reading: HOMEGOING by yaa gyasi ++ fan fiction 🌝 & not apart of the question but i ordered the bluest eye by toni morrison bc i have to read it again!!

last series: i was rewatching atla! & good girls 10/10 would recommend!

last movie: 50 first dates! (i love drew barrymore)

last song: kind of by faye webster!

working on: come back to me chap 2, sukuna & higurama fic for small town lover!

sweet or salty: i would say spicy if i could! i like sweet stuff but i get tired of it fast

coffee or tea: TEA!! i love tea!! all types every kind i’m like a old woman in that sense

reading : never let me go by kazuo ishiguro (not even half way thru & i already know i’m gonna be a fan !!)

last series : i think the walking dead ?? not sure though

last movie : lost highway (david lynch the goat)

last song : prada bo by sickboyrari

working on : a softkuna fic & a req & my 2 exams next week :,)

sweet or salty : i really wanna say sweet because i lovelovelove dessert but i do enjoy me some baby pickles to snack on (no hate allowed)

coffee or tea : tea !!! any and every kind, my favourites are herbal & mint

“why are they… eating each other?” 

his expression twisted into one of utter confusion, eyes locked on the screen in front of you. 

usually, you both went for anything action related on movie nights. this time however, you talked him into watching something romantic. 

he, sweetheart that he is, didn’t mind at all, trusting your taste in movies. 

which led to him being all cosy and cuddled up with you under a blanket, innocently enjoying the cute and funny moments.

until…  the couple eventually started making out hungrily after not having seen each other for weeks.

“they’re kissing.” you mumbled, lips stretching into a smile as you held back a chuckle at his lack of knowledge.

it wasn’t his fault, really. he only started living a normal human life as a half-curse a few months ago, discovering what lovers were and did just recently.

“but they’re not kissing like we do.” he furrowed his brows, tilting his head towards you. 

“they’re french kissing.” you corrected. 

“the french kiss like that?” his tone turned from puzzled to curious. after all, he wanted to know all about human life. 

including different cultures’ kissing styles. 

“no- well, yes, but not just the french.” you chuckled, finding moments such as these amusing, yet pretty endearing as well. 

“that’s just the name, it’s basically kissing but with tongue.” 

that made him hum in acknowledgment, turning his face back to the screen. 

“it looks messy.” he didn’t seem to entirely get the appeal of it. 

and then they began moaning. 

his ears tinged a pink hue almost instantly, recognising those sounds from the more intimate acts humans did.

“are they… having sex?” 

god, he was so adorable at times, most times really. actually, all the time. 

it made you break out in soft laughter against his chest. 

“nooo, they’re just kissing, silly. although they might have sex later.” 

the louder growing noises didn’t help his blush at all. it made him feel weird, heat spreading through his body at the thought of you two doing that. 

“why don’t we ever… kiss like that?” he asked hesitantly with his gaze still fixed on the movie, unable to meet the sight of your pretty face right now.

that made you cock an eyebrow, mischief on your mind and replying “do you want to?”

“i dunno…” 

“oh you do.”

“i don’t even know how to do that.” his eyes finally fell onto yours, all timid and bashful. 

“it’s okay, i’ll teach you, cho.” with that you sat up and climbed into his lap as you so often did.

arms slung around his neck and anticipation growing between you both as you stayed this way for a moment. 

“so, um- what do i do?” his hands found purchase on your waist, resting there ever so carefully.

“just mimic what i do, yeah?” 

he nodded subtly, eyes widening as you leaned down to close the distance between you, lips meeting his before he even got to say anything at all. 

it started off like their usual kisses, a prolonged peck where lips just lingered on one another.

and just when he began to believe you might’ve pranked him, your lips shifted against his, moving softly and more insistent now.

he tensed beneath you, a little caught off guard but not pulling away. 

it was more clumsy than not at first, how he tried to imitate the way your lips felt on his and it made him let out a quiet whine without even realising. 

you smiled faintly into the kiss when you felt his grip on your waist tighten the slightest bit, tilting your head a little to deepen it and slowing down just enough for him to keep up.

and when your lips parted somewhat from his, he almost chased back for more, deciding against it though. 

a quiet, shaky breath left him, face warm and crimson tinting it accordingly.

“can we do that again, please…?”

you knew you shouldn’t have done this, not waste another thought on it and slam the door in his face instead.

what did you do though? let him in. of course. 

and now there he was. the scent of cheap beer on his breath, hunched over on your couch and slowly creating a puddle with how drenched he was. 

but who could blame you? you couldn’t have let him go back home with that heavy rain outside and especially not in this state, not with how drunk he was anyway.

so you told him to come in, take his shoes off and wait in the living room for you to bring him a change of clothes. 

everything about this was a stupid idea, you knew that much. letting your ex stay over after going no contact for months must’ve been one of your worst decisions yet.

still, it was too late to worry about that now, he was already here.

when you returned and awkwardly gave him a hoodie and sweatpants to change into, he began stripping right in front of you, taking off his shirt as if you weren’t right there. 

“satoru not here! go to the bathroom or something, gee..” you caught his wrist, preventing him from pulling his pants down next. 

he, on the other hand looked at you all dazed, confusion written all over his face. 

“huh?” he mumbled, a small frown making its way onto his face.

“bu’ you’ve seen me naked b’fore… why’sit matter now..?” he pouted.

“because we broke up 5 months ago, idiot. now go change somewhere else.” the words were firm, almost stern as you scolded him. has he always been this clueless? 

yeah, definitely. 

you had to practically push him towards the bathroom until he finally gave in.

a sigh of relief escaped you when you heard him shuffling around, the faint sound of rustling clothes following right after. thank god.

until it abruptly stopped. 

oh cmon, what now? you thought, feeling your patience wear thinner by the second.

but then a choked fit of coughing was heard from inside the bathroom. and when it began to sound more like an unsteady gag, you realised what was actually going on. 

so you pushed the door open, met with the sight of him hunched over the toilet seat, shoulders hitching as he suppressed another retch. 

you quickly got down beside him, hand moving to his back and trying to soothe him.

“hey, easy there…” you hushed when another gag came from him. 

then it hit him, body jerking once before everything forced its way out.

the awful smell made your nose scrunch in displeasure.

though you could only guess how much worse it must’ve been for him, making you rub gentle circles on his lower back in an attempt to comfort him.

once he seemed to have emptied it all out, he pulled back, looking at you with glassy eyes and uneven breaths.

you quickly fished for a towel and wiped him clean. 

“god, you’re still such a lightweight..” you said, an effort at lightening the mood.

and it made a stupid, dopey smile stretch on his lips, yet his heavy eyelids told you just how exhausted he really was.

“cmon buddy, let’s get you to sleep.”

his arm slung over your shoulder as you helped him up, walking him to the guest room.

then he let you tuck him in all nice and comfy like the whiny, needy manchild he was.

and just when you were about to leave and get your own goodnight’s sleep, he tugged on your sleeve. 

“heey, don’ leave me…” he pleaded, speech still very much slurred.

“please stay wif me..” you knew he wouldn’t let you go until he got his way.

and with you still sleep ridden and desperate for rest, you gave in, already knowing how much you’ll regret it in the morning.

you climbed into the bed, getting under the covers with your back facing him.

“…don’t you dare touch me, satoru, stay on your side, alright?”

“mhm..” he murmured. 

but his hand still found yours, intertwining your pinkies as he began to doze off.

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