#jealous type

Cues to jealous type playing in the background Doing Zuko's brow? My works: enjoy Bye now - Mars ♡

"This is stupid" Zuko sighs, hands resting on your hips to distract himself from the feeling of you pressed against him. He never got used to it no matter how many times it happened, you just had that effect on him

"It’s fine, I'm just curious" you're straddling your husband’s lap, brows pinched in concentration as you focused on drawing an eyebrow on the scarred side of his face.

It started with your husband staring at you as you did your make up, and then the idea popped into your head, what would he look like if he had both eyebrows?

Your mind was curious, and Zuko was helpless, he couldn't say no to you, not when you were looking at him with those eyes

Damn it! 

"You're lucky I'm tolerating this" yet he stays still for you to map out the matching shape of his other brow, filling it in with a slow precision to make the strokes look like real hair. 

"You're doing s'good, baby" you praise, pecking his forehead, "Just a bit more, yeah?" 

You clean up the edges, carving out the brow ends and then your eyes are moving back and forth between the two brows to make sure they're almost the same, sisters not twins

"Ready?" 

"Not really" 

You held up the mirror for him to see, Zuko stares at himself for a minute then rolls his eyes, "You are talented"

"Obvs, do you like it?"

"No" 

"Me either" you smile, leaning over him to get the make up wipe and wiping off the drawn on brow, "I prefer my men with one brow" you chuckle

He huffs, faux annoyed and flips you over, caging you in with his buff body, "Is that so?"

"Mhm" you cup his face, kissing him softly, "I love you as you are" 

Damn woman 

"I love you too"

“So when can I do a full beat?”

“Forget it”

suguru prided himself on being a secure person—sure, there were times where his self-assurance would wane but through your gentle reassurance he got over his once frequent fit of jealousy.

and yet it never occurred to suguru that one day he'd be competing for your attention, never mind the fact that he'd be competing with his very own cat. that smug little thing.

he could still remember the day you met the furball. you walked in with such caution stamped into your stride, eyes taking in the decorations of his clean apartment as you were led to his bedroom.

you place yourself near the corner of his bed watching suguru rummage through his wardrobe to find something comfortable for you to sleep in. he was completely oblivious to the feral anxiety clawing up your throat. what if satoru doesnt like you? 

there was just something about a cat's intuition, blessed with the ability to read a person's character like six eyes intensely inspecting every aspect of one's soul—or perhaps you were just being overly superstitious. nonetheless you needed to impress that cat.

suguru interrupts your thoughts as he planted a pair of sweats and a hoodie for you to sleep in, then escaping to the kitchen to prepare snacks for your movie marathon.

it was at this exact moment that suguru should've known what the universe had in store for him. there goes a ball of white fluff in the direction of his bedroom. satoru was on a mission to investigate the new scent, a rare thing he had the opportunity of doing because his owner was rather… antisocial.

satoru trots into the bedroom a blue castle-like structure comes into view and beside it was the guest inspecting his scratching post. he stands by the door, blue eyes narrowing in on the guest.

satoru’s tail curls in fascination, blue eyes narrowing as he inches closer to you. now if satoru had been a normal cat he would have simply lost interest in the second human being in this apartment or maybe hiss at you, but no satoru charges at top speed bumping into your calf like the attention seeker he is.

your eyes snap to furball a small squeal of excitement escapes your lips as you bend down and hover your hand near his nose for him to sniff. the second satoru's nose touched your palm, he decided you were worth his time and therefore he liked you.

and from that day forward you had been inseparable. literally. on the days you'd stay over satoru would damn near teleport to your lap, the second suguru would try and lift satoru off he would hiss like he had grabbed his tail. 

don't even get suguru started on how you would push him aside just to fawn over satoru. this was a betrayal so shocking it would put judas to shame. satoru was supposed to be his cat, and yet every time you would leave satoru would whine so much his neighbours would complain.

suguru swears satoru steals your attention just to spite him. yet there was nothing he could do but attempt to cuddle you and pout every time satoru hisses at him. 

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the way toto smiles when he sees max approaching??? the way he leans in??? their smiles at each other??? stop it right now.