Shy touch starved s/o with axis
You glared at your boyfriend through the small crack through his office door. You’re wonderfully amazing boyfriend also known as the king of procrastination was currently rushing to get his half of the paperwork done. And it has been two whole days of this. Why was it taking so long?? You pondered as you stared at him from you the couch in your living room. Even when you went in to bring him food he gave you a small smile and a kiss on the temple and shooed you out.
Standing up you waddled into his office and then sprawled out on the chair placed in front of his desk.
“Hello Bella.” He murmured keeping his eyes on his paperwork. The only time he stopped was to drink some of his cappuccino. It bothered you how serious he was being.
“Whatever.” You responded, cringing at how rude it sounded. His head lifted up with his hazel eyes glazed with concern. He put a paper down and leaned back in his seat. He opened his arms out, hinting to sit on his lap. You quickly leaped up and practically threw yourself into your boyfriends arm.
Nuzzling yourself into his neck you enjoyed as his arms wrapped around you tightening in a comforting way.
“So wanna tell me why you are mad at me?” He hummed into your hair. Most of the time when he found out someone was mad at him he would burst into tears, but he knew you could never really be mad at him. Because of this his voice held on almost playful undertone making you sigh in relief that your boyfriend was coming back.
“You’ve been tooooo busy.” You groaned drawing out the to. He chuckled and ran his fingers through your hair massaging your scalp lightly.
“I know but I’ve got to get it done.” He chuckled sadly. “But, you are more than welcome to stay in here and keep me company.” He stated making you look up at him.
“Won’t I distract you?” You asked bitting the inside of your cheek.
“Oh Bella, you distract me even when you aren’t here.”
(In this Kiku writes anime on the side)
“I thought you loved me!” You yelled outside of your boyfriends drawing studio. You could practically hear his eyes rolling as he shouted back:
“Of course I love you you but if I open that door you will attack me with love and I really can’t have that right now!” You huffed in annoyance. I guess you should be happy considering you were the only one your boyfriend even let touch him, but you were selfish. And you waited long enough to even work up to be able to hug him without him jumping, so you should be able to touch him whenever you wanted right?
“But then if I don’t get to touch you you’ll go back to jumping every time to do!” You reasoned leaning face first into the door. “Pleaseeeeeee, just five minutes and then I won’t bother your for the rest of the day!” You yelled, your voice was muffled due to the door.
You heard a a long, annoyed sigh before footsteps coming towards the door. You quickly stood up straight and practically shook with excitement. The door knob unlocked and the door was hesitantly opened almost like the person on the other side was waiting for a jump scare.......which he was.
Once you finally saw the slightly scared eyes of your boyfriend you threw yourself into his arms, the force almost making him loose his footing.
“See that’s what I mean.” He mumbled, but you could hear a light laugh in his voice. Waddling over to his chair with you still in his arm he sat down placing you on his lap. He would never say it out loud but it felt amazing to have you in his arms again. He knew how hard this was on you, given your affectionate nature. Tucking you under his chin he was about to say something to you before he heard a soft snore. Pulling you away he looked down seeing you in a peaceful sleep. He couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled out of his mouth as he watched your sleeping form cuddle back deeper into his chest.
“Ahem..........Ahem.........ugh” you groaned burying your face into Berlitz fur. You were trying to get your boyfriends attention. He had recently got a new book from the library and has been absorbed in it since you brought it home yesterday. As soon as he woke up this morning he immediately grabbed his coffee and sat down in his favorite chair completely ignoring your existence. So that left you cuddled on the couch with the dogs sprawled out next to you.
You’ve tried everything and he has yet to look up at you.
“Yes, Kätzchen.” He asked cutting you off.
You looked at your boyfriend with wide eyes. You just realized you hadn’t heard his voice in a day and a half and you almost melted at the sound.
Not hearing an answer he lifted his head from his book, his eyes even squinting lightly trying to adjust to the darkness of the room. Placing the book down on the coffee table he put his muscles arms on the arm rest looking at you expectantly. Realizing what he wanted you quickly jumped up careful not to disturb the dogs as you literally jumped into his lap.
He tensed when you brushed against a certain area, but nonetheless tucked you under his chin as you clawed at his shirt in an almost desperate manner.
“You’re mean, I’m way better than a book, you know.” You mumbled into his chest, that vibrated with a chuckle.
“I know.” He hummed kissing the top of your head. “I’ll make it up to you.” He whispered in your ear, nipping at it lightly.
“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” You groaned as your boyfriends looked away from his game for a millisecond to make sure you weren’t actually in pain.“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” You continued, the only response you got was a quick ‘shh’. You were sitting on the floor in between your boyfriends legs as he played *insert hard video game*. His legs were planted on either side of you and every so often he would lean forward causing his arms to be on either side of your head, completely trapping you. Not that you minded. But one thing you did mind was the lack of physical contact you were getting.
I mean who could blame you? You were dating one of the most affectionate people on the entire planet and he hasn’t ‘touched’ you in an whopping 3 days. 3 days. And your skin was itchy, almost like it was going through withdrawals. Not that you would ever say that though, because did your boyfriend really need another ego booster? No, he didn’t.
Your boyfriend shifting brought you out of your trance and you looked up just as he planted a soft kiss on your forehead before getting up and walking towards the kitchen. Blowing a stray hair out of your face you stared at the screen. The word PAUSE was written in big letters across the black screen. Gilbird landed on your knee staring at you with his happy little black eyes. Smiling softly your brought your hand up letting him rub his feathered cheek against your finger. Before you knew it you heard your boyfriends heavy footsteps make their way back into the living room before he went back to his original position with your in between his legs.
He came back with a big sandwich and an unreasonably large glass of water. He held his sandwich down for you to take a bite of which you refused making his ruby eyes widen.
Gasping when you felt two strong hands lift you up on to a lap. You were about to bury yourself into his chest when you stopped yourself.
You were mad at him after all.
“Okay we both know I make the best sandwiches on the planet and for you to refuse the awesomeness obviously means you are sick or something.” He said placing the back of his hand against your forehead. Pushing his hand away your turned around in his lap so your back was facing him.
“I’m not sick, dummy head. I’m mad. At you!” You stated turning your head to look at him at the last part. He faked a hurt gasp wrapping his muscles arms around your waist he leaned forward with you in his lap before he placed a very wet, nasty raspberry on your neck. The action immediately caused you to thrash and beg for mercy. His raspberries faltered a little due to his chuckles so he made up for it by using one of his hands to tickle you up and down your sides. His other arm held you firmly in place as your beautiful laughs filled up the apartment. “Please stop, I’m not mad anymore. I’m not mad!” You squealed, panting heavily as the attack finally stopped.
“That’s what I like to hear.” He chuckled leaning back with you against his chest and his arms still wrapped tightly around you.
You and your Roma had gotten into a fight the night before and since then you have locked him out of your shared bedroom. Even when he banged on the door begging for you to let him in. You even heard his choked sobs as he slid down the door. You were honestly surprised he didn’t break down the door. ‘He probably didn’t want to scare me.’ You thought to yourself.
You two rarely fought. In fact you were one of the only people he didn’t fight with. But sometimes his protective nature annoyed you.
He told you he wasn’t going to let you go out with your friends because it was the ‘bad’ part of town. But you were pretty sure that the entire world was the bad part of town to Lovi.
Unless he was there of course!
“Because he is the only one who can protect me.” You mumbled bitterly to yourself, recalling the words he yelled at you last night. Huffing to yourself you rolled over so your face was pressed into his pillow. His sent soothed you and made you miss him even more.
“Piccoloa.” A deep voice called knocking softly on the door. You jumped at the sudden noise. You debated wether or not to answer but before you could the same deep voice called out. “I’m sorry, that was really sh*tty of me. I promise I will never do that again. Just please open the door Amore.” He begged making your heart ache.
Rolling off the bed you practically sprinted towards the door, you unlocked it and through it open, jumping into a pair of lightly muscled arms. You heard a loud sigh of relief as you were lifted up and pressed into a chest. Moaning softly you dig yourself as deep of you could as Lovi walked towards the bed laying down so he was on top of you. His body pressed you into the mattress a little bit you could care less. You ran you hands through his hair and scratching down his back. You melted against him as one of his hands massaged up and down your side, while the other one rubbed soft circles against you cheek.
Planting kisses on each other’s faces you finally broke apart staring at each other. His deep olive eyes were red and puffy, with dark bags. Making a sound of disapproval you pulled his face back down planting a very passionate kiss against his lips.
