#burudouka

       the moment that he read the first text that he got back from inosuke, there was a flutter in his heart. someone in inosuke's life knew about them, it was something that he would keep a smile on his face for quite some time today. it seemed as though things were starting to look up for the both of them.

       and the fact that this friend of his was excited to meet him? oh there was excitement roaring through his body. he was glad that he had a performance tonight, he had to get out all this energy that he had suddenly in some way.

{txt knockout love}: you're fine, i'm glad that you were able to tell him and if he's excited to meet me, it must have gone rather well.

       he would start up the blowdryer as he took his time to look through the link that inosuke had sent him as his hair was quick to dry, it always was, the joys of keeping it rather short. setting the dryer down on the sink he would give inosuke a quick response.

{txt knockout love}: looks like a great place, i've never been there so i'm excited to try it out with you. i'll probably wear something more casual then.

        he had a whole closet to go through after his performance tonight to figure out what best to wear. there were jitters in his heart as he started to work with his hair. but midway through he would pick up his phone once more.

he had been hard at work trying to figure out lyrics to go with the melody he already had on the sheet music. humming to himself, zenitsu would be wondering how he even wanted this song to go. it was a bit faster pace, so maybe more upbeat of words?

the tapping of his pencil upon the table would be sounded as he started to lean back, stretching himself out just to get some blood flowing through him. his head started to tilt enough so that his neck cracked slightly, a sigh of relief would escape him because of the release of pressure having built up.

💋

       lazy mornings were something that zenitsu was use to from being a night owl because of his job, so when he woke up in bed next to the man he loved, there was a race in his heart as he leaned over the bed to give him a kiss upon the forehead.

“You are my love.”

when he heard those words come out of inosuke's mouth moments before he leaned in for a passionate kiss, zenitsu's heart thumped in his chest as he wrapped his arms around the other's neck, pulling him in closer to feel his body pressed against his own.

being called his love, there was a blush that was painted upon his cheeks all the way to his ears as he hummed through the kiss.

“How about something warm? It will help you sleep.”

it was one of those nights that he had stayed up a little too late practicing his violin, his fingers were a little numb from the strings. but if he wanted to keep his skills in pristine shape, he would deal with the pain.

though it wasn't until inosuke called him that he stopped playing, putting the instrument down for the time being and picked up his phone. he was glad that he got to hear his voice, it had been a few days since the two of them talked, so this was nice.

when inosuke asked him how his night had been, and zenitsu answered truthfully on how he hadn't been able to sleep very well and for that he'd been practicing playing--inosuke's advice had made zenitsu chuckle quietly over the phone.

all of them.. in that order

"i-in that order?" his face was clearly that of a tomato as he thought about if they had done it in order--that would mean that a meal would come before sex. and that could easily open doors to ways that would happen.

You're allowed to make a sound. Nobody's watching.

it was just the two of them in the lounge, zenitsu had once more gotten permission to stay behind and lock up for the night. wanting to give inosuke a private little concert, it was becoming something more frequent these days, not only just at the lounge though. getting to sing for him when at home was also a treat for both of them.

however, this night took a turn, not for the worst, in fact in the state that zenitsu was in right now in his dressing room, with inosuke's hand having slid down into his unbuttoned pants--he would say that this night was an exciting one for sure.

his hips would buck slightly, moaning out in pleasure from the friction between inosuke's hand and his hardness. with his hand covering his mouth, he tried to stifle himself, but at inosuke's whispering into his ear like that, he moved his hand away.

"i-inosuke, that..haaa...you make me feel so good~" he said breathlessly before his head tilted back a little, letting out a louder moan than the first one. inosuke was right, it was just the two of them, nobody else.

and that was what made zenitsu the happiest in such a state of yearning.