#2weebswrite masterlist

“Ranmaru!” You yelled, forcing him to sit. Picking up the antibiotic ointment you grabbed his hand. “You need to stop messing with Shiro, you know she doesn’t like being touched when she’s up in the cat tree.”

Ranmaru sighed, looking away as he let you bandage his hand.

“There, all done. You’re manager already hates me as it is, and you know she’s gonna blame me for you scratched up hand.” You told him, packing up the first aid kit.

“Her opinion doesn’t matter.” He grumbled, getting up.

“Maybe, but I hate having to deal with her trying to tell me off every time I see her.” You explained, think of the first time a photo was published of the two of you holding hands. She would’ve bitten your head off if you hadn’t been standing right next to Ranmaru.

A soft brush of fur up against your leg brought you out of your thoughts. You crouched down and picked up Kuro. “Come here, let’s go cuddle with daddy. He’s grumpy ‘cause I told him off for messing with Shiro.” You said to the black feline, walking over to where Ranmaru was sitting on the couch, already plucking a few notes on his bass.

He looked up at you, you didn’t get to see him without his contact often, so it was always a treasured sight.

Setting Kuro down on the couch, you leaned forward and placed a kiss on him lips.

He reached out and pulled you closer, moving his instrument to the side.

You smiled into the kiss, moving to straddle him lap. His hands moved down to your hips, yours moving to tangle in his hair. He start placing kisses down your neck, you bit my lip to stop myself from letting out a small moan. When he stopped and quickly laid his head against your chest. You looked down, only to come face to face with Shiro, your white cat. You quickly moved him off of Ranmaru’s head

“I’m gonna kill that cat.” He growled. You shook your head.

“No you’re not. Look at me.” He eyes met yours, and you could see the frustration in them. “It’s Christmas Eve. Why don’t I order food from the steak house you love, while you make us some hot chocolate. Then we can light up the tree and watch a few movies. We can drug the cats with some catnip as a Christmas present to them, and they’ll be out of our hair. We can just spend the rest of the night cuddling.” You offered.

He nodded.

“Alright, you know what I want. I’ll make you some hot chocolate.” You pecked him on the lips before getting off and grabbing the phone.

“You have a chocolate mustache.” You laughed, moving to lick it off his lip.

“And you have whipped cream on your nose.” Ranmaru pointed out, before wiping it off with his finger. You snuggled into his chest, after making sure your warm drink was secure on the coffee table. You felt him kiss the crown of your head. You looked up and smiled. Ranmaru’s cheeks darkened.

“I’ll be right back. I promise.” He told you, getting up. You pouted as he walked out of the room. You had missed him a lot lately. You’d been telling yourself it was just because of the holidays, as idols tended to get more work around this time. You knew you shouldn’t, but you couldn’t help but feel as if he had been avoiding you lately. He had been unusually quiet these past few weeks. You reached forward for your warm mug, hoping to drown your worries in the sweet chocolate liquid.

You were brought out of you thoughts when Ranmaru walked back into the room, but he didn’t sit back down on the couch. He gently took the cup from your hands and set it on the coffee table. He took a deep breath before speaking.

“I love you (y/n), and I don’t know what I’d do without you. You’re always ready to be by my side if something happens. I know I don’t often say it out loud, but I really do love you. It’s been almost two years since we first went out, and I wouldn’t trade those years for anything. And before you ask, I am prepared to put my career on hold for a bit if it means you’ll say yes.” He slowly got down on one knee, and pulled out a small box from his pocket.

“(Y/n) (L/n), will do me the honor of being my partner? Of sticking with me through thick and thin, for the rest of our lives? I promise I’ll do the same. When that interviewer ask what our personal plans for the future were, I couldn’t answer. I wasn’t sure what I really wanted, but there was one constant in every thought. You. I just have a hard time imagining a future without you.” He looked away, as if nervous to be in front of you, before opening the box. Inside sat a beautiful ring, and you immediately recognized it as his ring from the recent wedding ring collection. Tears pulled in your eyes, your bottom lip started to quiver. It made sense now. Why he had been distance, less affectionate. He had been planning this, and was trying to find a good time. You opened your mouth, but couldn’t summon the words from your throat. Instead you chose to vigorously shake your head up and down. You launch forward, tackling him into the soft carpet. You wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Of course!” You managed to get out. You felt him wrap his arms around you, squeezing you tight.

“I’m glad.” You buried my face in his chest, while you felt his hands pet your hair. You looked up at him, and he used the pad of his thumb to wipe the tears from your cheek. “I love you so much.” He whispered, and you sat up. Finally allowing him to put the ring on your finger. You smiled down at it.

“You know Reiji is gonna be all over us the second he notices the ring tomorrow.” Ranmaru shook his head.

“Don’t remind me.” He stood, then scooped you up in his arms. “Let go cuddle in bed.”

“He finally did it! Congratulations!” Reiji yelled as he pulled you into a hug.

“I’m surprised he finally got the balls to ask. I thought he was never going to ask you.” Ren said coming up. “I was starting to think I was going to lose my bet with the Baron.” He leaned his arm on your shoulder.

“You all knew?” You asked, looking up at Ren.

“Of course, Hijirikawa was the one that suggested he use the ring from the new collection. Congratulations on the engagement. I’m happy for you two. Any thoughts on who you want to be your maid of honor? Or have you not even thought about it?”

“I wanna be a brides maid!” Reiji yelled, engulfing you in a hug, you pushed him off.

“I thought you would be, like, Ranmaru’s best man or something?” You watched as Reiji’s eyes filled with tears, before he ran in the direction of your fiancé.

“RANMARU I WOULD BE HONORED TO BE YOUR BEST MAN!”