#izana x reader fluff

RAN is definitely the type to try to explain the entire thing, without any second thoughts whatsoever. He’d definitely hear the question, and open his mouth but before gets to say ‘sex’ he feels a book flat against his head. “what do you think you’re doing?” you whisper-yell from the kitchen, curry udon long forgotten on the stove. “explaining to your daughter how she spawned into the world?” he answers, dodging another decor item that you aimed toward him. upon asking, dramatically and over-exaggeratedly of course, so offended because he just doesn’t know what he was doing wrong, you just stare at him. “we agreed to tell her when she’s 14. she doesn’t even know boys have dicks and you want to explain the entirety of sex and how it goes to her? do you even know how it works?” he sighs, defeated, “let’s go eat, sweetheart, i think i made mommy a lil mad.” he says, picking up his daughter, “that last part was uncalled for, by the way.” “suck it up, mr. club owner. ”

meanwhile, RINDOU simply freezes: “daddy, how are babies made?” what? excuse him? oh my lord, he did not expect this to happen this early. why the hell is his five year old son asking him about coital activity, right when you’re not around? fuck him (himself), fuck this situation, fuck you for not being around right now (both figuratively and literally). “you see! when… uhm.. when two people love each other and they kiss, they make a baby!” he mentally face-palms for what the fuck he just said. “so you can’t kiss girls until you’re twenty-one, yeah?” finally, thankfully, his phone rings, and thank the heavens it’s you. “oh my god, y/n—” “rindou, what did i just hear on the baby cam?” “haha, my love! funny story!!!!”

SANZU just goes feral. he’s having a fucking anxiety attack or whatever so he just texts you while your daughter asks her daddy about how babies are made.

TAKEOMI plays it safe, using the infamous stork. “and it just comes flying?” “yeah, it carries a little basket with its beak and gives it to us!” he smiles, playing into his baby girl’s fantasy. “you sound just like my parents.” you smile and his gaze averts to yours, from his seat on the living room carpet. “well, your own stories inspired me, because, to be honest, i was about to shit myself.” “daddy!” the little one yells, stretching out her palm, “1000 yen!” and her father exasperates “god put me out of this misery of only being an atm, you’re just like your mother. ow! what’d i deserve that punch for?”

KAKUCHO handles it like a pro. “papa.” one of his little girls walks up to him, younger twin following her right behind. “yes, pretty girl?” he straightens his back and crouches down, still sitting on the couch. “how are babies made, papa?” the shyer one asks and his face drops for a split second. “i promise to tell you when you’re older, right now it’s classified information!” he jokes, and the girls giggle. “now… who wants to watch doraemon!!” he does the jazz hands and the twins jump into his lap. not long after, you sit down next to them. “if i didn’t know any better, i would have said you rehearsed those lines from the moment you were born.” you laugh, resting your head on his shoulder. he wraps an arm around you, chuckling, and kisses the crown of your head.

if there’s someone (who thinks they’re) escaping this question, it’s MIKEY. “ ‘tou-chan, how are babies made?” blond locks spin toward him, and the big eyes of his daughter look him up and down. “ ‘tou-chan?” she says again, a bit annoyed. mikey sacrifices the motorbike races he’s watching and looks back at her. “ask ‘kaa-chan, i’m not really good at biology.” he smiles when she jumps from her place and runs into your bedroom, where you’re blow-drying your hair. confident that he’s just dodged a bullet, manjiro returns to his priority — the tv. moments later you storm in, hair half wet, still in your bath robe with the kid in your arms, visibly furious. he knows he’s dodged a bullet but is about to get hit by a cannon.

Before meeting you —

"How sad it is, this empty world."

"Just let me create a darkness that will swallow up this awful world."

"Home? So what? I didn't have that kind of thing, and didn't I live well until now?"

After meeting you —

You were shocked the first time you saw him, exotic complexion, delicate features, there is also the kind of dark and cold mysterious temperament that draws the eye in many ways, causing the eyes to no longer know where to put them first.

"Seeing you puts me in a good mood."

It’s obviously the first time we’ve met, but he suddenly smiles at you. "Smiles are contagious. Ah, a power that can bring happiness to people."

"Make sure to relax and cheer yourself up." he finished, but waved you off and walked off on his own.

You weren't in a very good mood during that time, but his words brought you encouragement.

And then you got together, merely then did you realize how lonely his life was.

And people who are immersed in the pain of loneliness in this way can keenly see the good in strangers even when confronted with them.

"Izana is very gentle." Several times, you couldn't help but say that.

"Eh?" He still smiles when he hears that, "Why do you say that, (name)."

"Speaking of which.." he paused and looked at you. "I'm not necessarily the bad guy."

"But it’s obviously good." as you said, counting his virtues in detail. He listens in silence beside you until you finish, before scooping you up in his arms.

"I turned out to, well, hate this world, (name)." For a long time, that was all he said, his tone light and calm.

You blinked as you were encircled in his arms.

"The world was empty, I was alone and unarmed, and even if fate favoured me with someone who was willing to come into my world, they couldn't stay with me for long and had to leave. As a child I always wondered why I was so alone, always living a hard life."

"But then, you showed up." Izana says, rubbing your face gently like a small animal.

You've hugged him back, distressed, soothingly patting his back.

He's quiet in your arms for a moment, then looks over at you and says earnestly.

˗ˏˋ one of the projects that the "Tenjiku" nonprofit organization have is a foster home. Izana, being the co-owner, would feel a special connection to children. As a man who experienced a traumatic childhood, Izana would be extremely empathetic and understanding towards the children and their needs. He would strive to get to know every child and give them the care and support they deserve until they eventually find a new home.

˗ˏˋ It's only natural that Izana would have fears about becoming an actual father. he had a crappy dad. a crappy mom, and a crappy adoptive mom. he knows what it's like when someone messes up as a parent and he's scared to make a mistake he cannot take back.

˗ˏˋ Apart from his romantic love for you, his found family, and his love for the foster children, he had never experienced a parent's love and he's afraid he doesn't know how to give it to his child. He is worried that he will be too strict and that he will inadvertently hurt his child by acting on his own instincts.

˗ˏˋ However, everything else he's done in his life— trusting Kakucho, building Tenjiku, asking to marry you: he's sure. When Izana was growing up, he certainly never expected to become a father. But, after taking in all those children in the foster homes and caring for them, as well as marrying you, he wanted to get to experience everything. with you. Even though it was not something that he planned, he was now excited and very eager to become a father and to experience everything that goes with it.

˗ˏˋ Apart from the excitement and fear that comes with the news of becoming a father, Izana would feel a sense of responsibility. Especially due to his abandonment by his own parents, Izana would have a strong sense of responsibility to make sure that his child would never have to face anything like he had to. At the same time, he would also feel a desire to give his child the best life possible. As an already very dedicated and passionate person, the news of becoming a father would only strengthen his resolve.

˗ˏˋ It's clear that Izana is very dedicated and protective of you during your pregnancy. He wants to ensure that you are not put under any unnecessary stress while you are pregnant, and he hires more nannies to make sure that you don't have to do any work.

˗ˏˋ Izana would also spend a lot of time reading pregnancy books, medical journals, and forums to better understand the pregnancy.

˗ˏˋHe is definitely one of those parents who make a birth plan. He reads it everyday despite having done going through it the moment you two finished making it, to the point that he had the pages memorized. He wanted to be ready for any possible scenario and ensure the safety of his baby and wife.

˗ˏˋ He would also do his best to connect with your unborn baby by playing guitar for your belly and singing to the both of you.

˗ˏˋ He will leave the final decisions of the baby's clothes and items and the nursery decorations to you, but will do his best to renovate the room and make it look beautiful.

˗ˏˋThat way, he would honor your preferences while also making sure that the nursery is a comfortable and safe space while keeping you relaxed.

˗ˏˋ Naming the baby would be a huge decision and one that would take a lot of thought and consideration. Izana would want to choose a name that has special meaning for him and you. Perhaps the name would be influenced by your cultures or have some significance in your childhoods. Izana really thinks carefully about your child's future.

˗ˏˋ You always reassure him that you have full faith in his abilities as a father. Even though he has never had a parent himself, he has always taken pride in taking care of others, be it his found family or the foster children, and even your unborn child; you constantly remind him that he doesn't need to worry about his ability to give the love and support that he never received, because he already has everything he needs to be a excellent father, and that you would be there with him every step of the way.

˗ˏˋ and with that, he would be even more filled with anticipation now, with still the pang of nervousness, and he would be eager to see the child that he and you have created together.

˗ˏˋ The moment the baby is born would be a significant and emotional one for Izana. He would be filled with joy and pride at the arrival of your child, and he would feel an overwhelming sense of responsibility and admiration that he is now responsible for another human being.

˗ˏˋ Izana would be extremely devoted and present during the whole process, and he would be the first one to hold the child in his arms and welcome them into the world before he walks to you to share the beautiful moment, and feel your baby's touch.

˗ˏˋ He is completely enamored by your baby and he would want to keep you both safe and happy. Izana is filled with gratitude towards you for giving him this precious gift and for bearing the pain and hardship of pregnancy. "Mahal, you are so wonderful. Thank you for making me a daddy."

˗ˏˋ His heart is so full of love. he was so relieved, knowing that this kid is going to be the luckiest baby. they have two loving parents, the coolest uncles, and a bunch of big brothers and sisters in the foster home. It is the moment that Izana sees that his life is now filled with even more love, and that his life is richer and more complete than ever before.

hanma never knew that he needed someone who was able to keep up with his speech until you came along; he found you perfect for him

the first time you blurted out a joke about a topic that most people would find taboo, you instantly halted yourself in fear of him finding you... well weird

that was—until he bursted out in complete laughter

he continued laughing until he added onto the joke, making you cackle along with him

"oh man, you should've said something like that sooner. i think we would've gotten along much quicker."

DRAKEN:

he's so bewildered at first, since he's not 100% use to hearing someone make such comments

his first thought is: 'huh, y/n's like smiley.'

but it's draken, he'll get use to it eventually, it takes a lot to waver his typical stoic demeanor

also, he's a smart guy so he'll understand your comments from the get go—there's no need to explain anything to him

you should consider him your verbal bodyguard: he enjoys the jokes you make don't get him wrong, you'll pull a chuckle or two out of the man when he's really feeling it

hell, maybe even a holler

BUT! he is always there to make sure you don't say anything overly unnecessary too

there are some moments where he'll know you're just itching to say something to counter the situation you're in

however, draken will always prevent you from getting yourself in trouble

whether that's with strangers, friends, it don't matter—cause draken will be there for you

be thankful, there's some extremely sensitive people in the world who just won't get it

hence, you tell him "sorry, my jokes are like food. not everyone can get it."

draken: (HAHAHAHAHAH) please, y/n.

MIKEY:

mikey, at the bottom line, does not understand your jokes half the time

you'll say something, and he'll just sit there like :o trying so hard to comprehend the joke

meanwhile, baji and pah are dying or laughter in the back

"what does it mean ????? someone help me !!!!"

cue the others' noises amplifying 10x in volume LMAOOO

the times he does get it though: he is DYING by your side

literally clutching onto your shoulders as his own rack in shaking amounts from his laughter

"oh god—oh..— y/n, please, HAHAHAH—"

he looks so cute though, just laughing his head off omg i miss mikey i love you mikey

unlike draken, he does not know when to not laugh and without some sort of restraint, you often have trouble knowing when to not say something

this usually ends up with you and him getting some sort of berating; could be from a teacher, a student who thinks they know it all, or draken himself LMFAO

something about being irresponsible blah blah yeah mikey's basically asleep listening to them blabber

mikey likes your jokes ok? that's all that really matters <3

(in all seriousness though, don't listen to me, please be careful with what you say at times ok ily)

IZANA:

izana is another smart guy

that doesn't stop him from being shocked every time you spew one of your typical comments

yk that cute face he makes like :o or o.o ??

yeah, that.

he makes that face every time he processes what you just said, then he chuckles or shakes his head lovingly at you

"what's going on in that pretty head of yours, hm?" he says as he flicks your forehead, grinning when you glare at him

honestly though, he wonders how you come up with things to say so quickly

especially when he's out there tackling down three men and you're on the side cheering him on here and there and making malicious comments

izana has to fight the urge to burst out laughing because he's quite busy with... uhhh choking this guy out LMFAO

after he's done his mess, he lets out a breathy chuckle at all the things you said

"i could never get use to those, i swear love."

he's one to not restrain you from saying anything either, he simply doesn't care to that degree. and if anything happens, he'll just fight that person for you, no biggie

to be truthful, he appreciates it when you can say a simple comment, and shion or ran will finally shut the fuck up from sheer shock

<3 gotta love him

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Izana Kurokawa was quite a popular guy on campus at his university in the Philippines. He was a part of the “Tenjiku” band, playing the guitar, and he was known for his love of motorcycles and his skill on two wheels. He was known to make quite an entrance when he parked his bike before his classes.

Izana had always been a bit of a control freak when it came to his precious guitar. It was the day of the university’s annual festival night, and his band was going to perform. Izana's instrument was like an extension of himself. He took great care of it, tuning it to perfection before each show and making sure that no one else touched it without his permission. Not even his band mates, he knew they were professionals themselves, but he trusted it to no one but himself.

So as Tenjiku bandmates were doing a soundcheck on the empty stage, Izana’s heart dropped when he saw a stage crew carrying his guitar. Her name plate read “[ Y / N ]” at the front, carrying his guitar carefully. If she wasn’t wearing the pass, he would’ve mistaken her for another performer, considering how attractive and how nice she was styled too.

He usually would’ve thrown a fit, but it wasn't just that she was touching his precious instrument, but the way she was carrying it. She was holding it with such care, like it was a priceless work of art rather than just a tool for playing music.

“What are you doing with my guitar?” he asked, his tone serious.

“Some amateurs and I think… fans managed to get backstage and peek at your instrument,” [ Y / N ] explained. "I couldn't let them touch it, so I took it to you. Sorry if I intruded."

Izana was impressed by her care and consideration. He knew how much his guitar meant to him, and he was grateful to have someone like her who understood that. “I’ll get someone to bring you guys’ your water bottles too, the performance starts soon.”

And so as Izana was performing on stage, his guitar ringing out over the crowds as they cheered and clapped. He was in his element, the music flowing through him like blood, the energy of the crowd pulsing through his veins.

But as the set went on, he started to notice that his guitar was sounding a little off. It wasn't much, just a slight distortion that seemed to be coming from the speakers, but it was enough to rattle his concentration. He couldn't focus on the music, constantly worrying about whether the audience was hearing the same thing.

Luckily, [ Y / N ] seemed to be listening in, because she quickly rushed up to the sound booth to fix the distortion. "There we go," she whispered, her voice low and calm. Izana quickly peeked at her from a distance, grateful for the assistance. She quickly started to tinker with the equipment, checking the cables and fixing a few loose connections after giving him a quick nod.

Izana couldn't help but feel a pang of attraction at what she just did. She seemed so passionate about her work, and he couldn't help but admire that.

Izana was still riding the high of his band's performance at the end of the night, when he spotted [ Y / N ] at the parking lot. As he made her way towards her , he felt a sense of anticipation, eager to see her again. “Hey.” he said, catching up. “Thanks for all the help again today.”

[ Y / N ] couldn't help but feel her heart rushing as she looked up at him. She felt a mix of emotions– admiration, attraction, and a bit of nervousness. “Of course,” she said, a hint of exhaustion mixing with her kind tone. “You guys did so well. I liked your set.”

Izana smiled at her words, feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction. “Thanks,” he said. “You know, I never let anyone touch my guitar, but you carried it like a pro. Not to mention, you noticed the off-distortion in the middle of my performance. I must say, that was really impressive.” He smiled. “At least let me take you to your place. It’s getting late too.”

As they rode through Taguig City, [ Y / N ] couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and adventure. She loved the feeling of the wind in her hair, and the way the city lights stretched out before her like a dazzling kaleidoscope. Izana was the perfect driver, making their trip smooth and comfortable.

Despite the late hour, the streets were still full of people– college students, young professionals, and tourists alike. The city was alive with energy, and it felt as though they were being called in.

As they neared the corner, Izana spotted a food bazaar and immediately made a left turn. [ Y / N ] followed his lead, smiling as she took in the sights and sounds of the bustling night market. “I love this place,” Izana said, dismounting the motorcycle and helping [ Y / N ] down. They were immediately met by the colorful stalls, the sizzling sounds of meat cooking, and the call of the vendors. [ Y / N ] followed Izana through the maze of tents and stalls, trying to make sense of the smells, sounds and smells that attacked her senses.

Finally, they reached a stall that seemed to capture Izana's attention, and she watched as he ordered a plate of sisig (spicy pork dish) and a serving of white rice while [ Y / N ] settled with a simple order of Lumpia (egg rolls).

[ Y / N ] couldn't help but smile, appreciating the joy on his face. She had never seen a grown man enjoy food so much. As they sat there, she couldn't help but think about how much they had done together in such a short amount of time. It had only been a night, and she had gone from never having heard of him to having a well-deserved late dinner together after a long day of putting up a show for everyone in the university.

The night air was cool and crisp, and the sounds of the street vendors and bustling crowds filled their ears as they walked. The vendor poured the frosty coconut juice into two glasses and handed them over to Izana, who smiled and held out one of the glasses to [ Y / N ]. She took a sip, and the cool liquid refreshed her after the long, hot day. The juice was creamy and sweet with a hint of coconut, and [ Y / N ] found herself finishing the glass before she knew it.

As they rode through the city, the lights and billboards shining brightly against the nighttime sky, [ Y / N ] couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and amazement. It was one of those moments that made her feel tiny and insignificant, like she was just a spec in the vastness of the universe.

Izana rode with a sense of ease and grace, his eyes scanning the streets for any potential hazards. She felt safe and secure in his arms, like he was her personal guardian from the world's dangers.

As they neared her dorm, she couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness. The night had flown by in a flash, and she wasn't ready for it to be over. But she knew that it was only the beginning of their time together. She knew that there would be many more nights like this, many more adventures and experiences to share.

and she was right, it was just the beginning of something beautiful with Izana. Him being a man of class and culture, Izana went on going above and beyond to truly show [ Y / N ] that he was serious about her.

He would surprise her with gifts, take her on unforgettable dates, and become her personal rider as they go to and go home from school together on his bike. He was a true gentleman, and made sure she was comfortable.

He was a natural leader, someone who was always in control, always focused and driven. And yet, he was also sensitive and compassionate, always putting [ Y / N ]'s needs above his own. He was a man with a kind heart and a fierce love for those he cared about, and [ Y / N ] knew that she was one of the lucky ones to have him in her life.

Izana was a true connoisseur of the finer things in life, and he loved sharing that with [ Y / N ]. She was flattered that he took such joy in showing her the luxurious and artistic side of the city, and she knew that these experiences would be forever etched in her memory. These activities not only brought them closer together, but also made them appreciate the beauty of life and the world around them.

So as an arts lover through and through, he loved taking [ Y / N ] to art museums and galleries, where they could spend hours gazing at the incredible works of art, appreciating the beauty of each piece. From the historically rich walls of Manila into the imposing architecture in Bonifacio Global City, they would stroll along the streets, surrounded by high-rise buildings and lush greenery. The city was alive with energy, and there was always something new to discover.

As much as they loved high-end corners of Taguig, Izana and [ Y / N ] would often venture out to Cubao, the place to be for the local music scene where they could catch local bands jamming out and performing live music. It was a unique experience, and they could feel the energy of the crowd as they watched the bands on stage.

They enjoyed exploring different venues and checking out different genres, from rock to indie to even jazz. Izana was a big fan of rock and indie music, so they often frequented places like the Hard Rock Cafe, which featured local bands playing these genres. [ Y / N ], on the other hand, enjoyed exploring different genres and discovering new bands that Izana loved. They loved the experience of trying out different sounds and seeing the different reactions of the crowd.

It was during these moments that [ Y / N ] felt the most in tune with Izana. They would rock out to their favorite songs, sharing headphones and singing along together. It was a way for them to express themselves, and even though they had different music tastes, they found common ground in their shared love of live music.

[ Y / N ] couldn't help but feel grateful for the love and commitment that Izana showed her every day. She was truly blessed to have found someone like him, who was not only her lover, but also her best friend, her confidant, and her soulmate. She knew that their love was something special, something that would last a lifetime.

So when [ Y / N ] gave Izana her sweet "yes", everything was worth it. As Izana held [ Y / N ] in his arms, the whole world seemed to fade away. All he could see and feel was her, and their shared love. He had waited for this moment for so long, and now it was finally here. Everything had led up to this moment - the long nights of studying, the late nights of conversation, and the sweet moments shared together.

It was now as if they were one, united in their love for one another. They had started as friends, and now they were partners, companions, and lovers. It was a journey that had taken them from strangers to soulmates, and it was one that they would always share from now on.

often caught listening to your solo tracks, especially when you're busy and can't be with him as often

can not dance for his life but he knows that one move from that one verse of yours LMAOOO

yuzuha secretly films him dancing to your songs and sends them to you LMAOOO

"wHY YUZUHA!"

buys your albums, and if he pulls ur photocard, you better believe he's putting that shit at the back of his phone HELPPPP

sends you photos of himself with kissy faces and it's captioned with "good luck today!" or "drinks lots of water <3" or "miss you baby"

he's such a dork, but that's his best trait <3

KAKUCHO:

kakucho is really happy for you, to get out there and live your dream the way he's always wished you could

i dont really see kakucho as someone who listens to music that much, but that doesn't mean he doesn't support you and your group

he softly smiles at your group's instagram, eyes twinkling when he sees your bright smile, holding your groups award with such happiness

he makes sure to comment on each and every post, giggling when you heart it

when he does listen to your songs (usually at night, while he's trying to sleep), the moment your voice spills through the quiet volume of his earphones, he can't help but feel his heart beat quicken

he gets really flustered at the effect you have on him

when he gets to see you in person, he's reserved and quiet until you're both behind closed doors

constant kisses peppered all over you and he'll have you in his arms all night

makes up for lost time by binging your guy's fav shows, pigging out on food and just simply being in one another's presense

gahh he loves you so much

IZANA:

him.

god- he's so- he's very much in love with you

gets super giddy when he watches your videos, whether that's concert clips, music videos, interview clips, insta stories, anything!!

and he is extremely impressed at your talent!! your voice control is everything, it's so breathtaking to him

izana's super attentive to your health, and ensures you're well rested days prior before any sort of event

he really misses you when you're gone

he has you set as his home and lockscreen, and constantly catches himself longing for a text from you

but he knows you're busy- and that's okay! he wants you to do well in your career <3

he'll send you little photos of himself and the crew- while you send pics of you and your group- just updating each other on your lives while you're so far apart

he has a folder in his gallery under your name and it's filled LMAO

izana is so so proud of your group when you get your first win, he knows how much you've been dreaming and working hard for this very moment

your huge smile has him fawning on the other side of the world

but nothing will break the connection you two have, not distance, not anything <3

Izana

His love language is physical touch but he can’t touch you right now, he can’t reach you right now, so right now he’s a letter a gift wrapped neatly for you when he can’t wrap his arms around you.

It’s heavily raining in Tokyo, the streets look ghostly but these an occasional car passing by your window. With heavy footsteps you return to your room. You had planned a surprise visit to your boyfriend’s location. You were going to fly to the Philippines to go surprise him during his trip. Unfortunately due to the weather things didn’t go as planned. He wouldn’t be back for another 2 weeks. You had tried calling and texting but he hasn’t answered or see a singular one. “What could he possibly be up to now? He always answers my calls..” Not wanting to dawn on it any further you were going to have patience for I am getting the information you have patience for I am getting the information you reauire until he called you.

*knock knock knock*

“It’s down pouring, I’m expecting my no visitors today.” Retreating from your room to the door you look through your peephole and see no one. “..hell no..”

*BING*

A notification from your phone .

Mahal Ko 💛

Open the door my love, there’s a surprise for you.

Curious, you open the door and see a large bouquet of your favorite flowers neatly arranged with a gift basket both covered in plastic to be protected from the rain. You take the gifts into your home and put them in a table to open. And it appears to be a letter tucked in the basket.

*To ang mahal ng aking buhay*

“The fuck does this mean?..”

Opening the letter you can tell by the handwriting it’s from Izana. You smile lightly.

“To the love of my life, I’m sorry if I haven’t answered any your texts or calls. I love your voice and I love to hear anything you have to say. My phone broke so I will be getting a new one when I return. I’ve sent Shion to give you gifts specifically picked for you. I know you like gift baskets, so I made one for you specifically. That’s all for now my love, you will be the first person I come back to when I return to Japan. I want you at the airport with open arms when I return. That’s all for now my love, see you in two weeks.”

Smiling to yourself at his thoughtfulness you check the basket and it’s an international snack box from the Philippines, consisting of a few snacks from your home country. “He knows I get home sick sometimes…” lightly running your fingers over the snack brand.

You continue your search in the basket and seeing similar things until you run into a poor crocheted version of.. yourself and Izana. You hug them tightly giggling.

“I thought I would also surprise you with these plushies I crocheted. I know you’ve always wanted to do something similar but never had the energy to do it so I did it for you instead.”

“So thoughtful…”

Chifuyu

Hes been thinking about you. Always, there’s not a day that goes by ever since you’ve both gotten together that you’re not on his mind. You said you liked this trinket 3 days ago? He just so happens to stumble upon something with a similar description so he got it for you. Oh, you mentioned you liked flowers? He’s going to buy you some before you even think of asking. You want matching clothes? His mom gave him an allowance and he spent it on buying you and himself matching shirts.

You and Chifuyu made a plan, you’d come to his house, read manga with the occasional yap session and then make silly cakes. Chifuyu’s mom is fond of your visits, she bought baking supplies and ingredients for when you both come over since it was her idea.

Unfortunately you’ll only make it to the yap session, you’re sleepy.

“Long day n/n?” Chifuyu had you layed on his chest with Peke J nuzzled into your back in his own slumber. “Yeah, it’s finals week remember? I have one more day of school then I’m home free..” You fight sleep to look at him when you spoke, lightly stroking his cheek, sitting up a bit to give him a soft pec on the cheek. His cheeks redden at your small ministrations, face heating slightly before he returns your affection with a big more passion. “You think you can make it through an another chapter?” You hear the amusement laced in his tone. Referring to the manga you previously put down due to laziness. “Like hell..” you say softly switching the position of your hands to cradle underneath Chifuyu’s torso. “I’ll let you sleep for now N/n but when you wake up we have chapters to finish and cakes to bake.”

*3 hours later*

Waking up to an empty bed with Peke J watching you from Chifuyu’s book shelves looking around for where your boyfriend could possibly be. The smell of burning food told you exactly where he was. Rushing downstairs, Peke J hot on your tail meowing, you see Chifuyu scurrying about trying to clean up his mess. “I’d assume you tried to wing it instead of following the baking guide?” So absorbed in his cleaning he didn’t see you by the kitchen entrance, “I’m sorry did I wake you with the smell?! I was trying to bake you those sugar cookies you like, but I think I left them in the oven for too long…”

Looking at the mess of flour, parchment paper and crumbs you decide to help out. “Let’s clean up and start from scratch.”

You measure the wet and dry ingredients while Chifuyu mixes. You guys decided to make strawberry cheesecake cookies.

“Did you mash the strawberries Fuyu?” You ask kneeding the dough. “Yes, do we add marshmallow fluff? I have the gram crackers and cream cheese already made.” Grabbing each ingredient placing them on the counter. “Yeah, we have all the ingredients let’s assemble!” You start by pressing you cookie cutters into medium sized fun shapes, when the shapes are made Chifuyu adds a thin layer of butter enough for the gram crackers to stick, some cream cheese and tops it off with your crushed strawberries.