Thank you so much for your drawing, @eikouxd!!! I loved it so much, and I hope you enjoy this story! Happy holidays!!!đ„°
Fandom: Kissed by the Baddest Bidder (Voltage)
Pairing: Eisuke Ichinomiya x MC (Female)
The crisp notes of the holiday jazz music danced throughout the room, accompanied by the cackles of the roaring fire from the mantle. Coupled with the assortment of Christmas embellishments arranged around the Ichinomiya penthouse suite, the ambience was set and fitting for the festivities of the day. After hours upon hours of searching for the perfect Christmas tree, they were able to finally select one that suited both MCâs longing for one that radiated warmth and coziness, while simultaneously indulging in Eisukeâs taste of sophistication, and today the husband and wife were spending the day decorating.
Shiny garland, rows of lights, and ornaments of only the highest of caliber were spread out around in totes and were at MCâs full disposal. Eisukeâs lips faintly curled upward while MC pranced around the room, eyes wide and sparkiling in admiration at all the crafted options she had to choose from. Over years prior, Eisuke had grown accustomed to his own Christmas tradition that he looked forward to, which entailed watching MC decorate their tree. From the way she would fret over the minute of details such as which ornament should be hung on each branch, to the way she would bat her eyelashes and sheepishly smile when it came time to placing the star on top of the tree.
Since MC couldnât reach the top on her own, it had become their ritual that at once everything was allocated on the tree, Eisuke would give her a boost and hoist her up so that she was able to place the finishing touches on their masterpiece. There were several new customs that the Ichinomiya adapted to when they became a family; most of which Eisuke never envisioned himself partaking in, but the star was one that he held dear and cherished the most. Except for this year since they had to adjust because-
âWhat do you think youâre doing?â Eisuke scowled, closing the distance between him and MC as he strode across the room. MC, who was already more than a few months into her pregnancy, was about to climb onto a stepstool. âI told you I would take care of the branches you couldnât reach. You should be more concerned about you and the baby.â
âI-Iâm sorry,â MC whimpered, her lip trembled while her shoulders hunched. âChristmas time is one of my favorite times of year, and I just got a little too excited. Iâm sorry, Eisuke.â
Eisuke sighed, his heart twitching at the sight of the dejected look cast onto her face. His intent was to not hurt MCâs feelings since his instinct kicked in only to protect her from any potential danger. Not that he would ever verbally express this but watching her take a step onto the stool nearly stopped the ticking of pounding heart. Desperate to fix her damped mood, Eisuke walked over to his desk and opened the drawer that contained one of MCâs Christmas presents.
âHere, open this,â Eisuke instructed, passing the gift over to MC and feigning an excuse to check his email to avoid her catching a glimpse of the crimson he felt creeping into his cheeks.
He pretended to fiddle around his phone while the sound of wrapping paper being torn echoed throughout the room, until the familiar warmth of MCâs embrace wrapped his body into a hug. A teardrop trickled onto his neck and Eisuke swiftly moved to brush away the wetness pooling away in her eyes, before glancing down at the gift she had unwrapped clutched tightly between her fingers. Eisuke had commissioned Ota to create a stained-glass ornament of their babyâs ultrasound with the due date etched at the very bottom.
âEisuke, Iâve never received this thoughtful of a present before,â she revealed, blinking at the realization that next Christmas there would be another member of the family joining them. Her hand was drawn to the swell of her abdomen, and Esiukeâs soon joined his on the top of hers. âNext year, thereâs going to be three of us celebrating Christmas together as a family.â
The very thought caused a warmth to flood his heart. And although Eisuke was secretly overjoyed at their prospective future outlook, he also selfishly wanted to savor the last holiday they would be spending alone as a couple for a while.
âCome on, that ornament isnât going to hang itself on the tree,â Eisuke urged, rising from the couch to offer his assistance to MC.
He gently grabbed on to her outstretched hands and led her back over to the tree. MC surveyed the tree and then grinned at finding the perfect branch, leaving the ornament of their unborn childâs ultrasound front and center.
âNot bad,â Eisuke admitted, smirking as he folded his arms across his chest.
âNot bad at all,â MC agreed, reaching out to hold the ornament closer to her. âIn fact, I would say itâs perfect.â
MC leaned her head onto Eisukeâs shoulder as her gaze roamed to the top of the tree. She momentarily lost herself in a sweet reminisce of how many times Eisuke and her would place the tree topper together. How such a simple action always filled her heart with such happiness was something MC would forever cherish as one of her favorite memories. Relieving those past moments gave her a sudden idea and MC perked up her head.
âEisuke?â she prompted, capturing his gaze as looked over to address her. âMaybe in a few years, Iâll be able to join you in helping someone else put the star on the top of our tree.â
MC glanced down and rubbed her stomach affectionally, and Eisuke marveled at the precious sentiment of the woman he took as his wife standing beside him in pride while their future child carried on the ritual theyâve grown accustomed to. Now that was another tradition that he could fine himself looking forward to.
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âCâmere, you can sit in my lap until I am done working.â - Eisuke Ichinomiya [Request]
For @leoamber66â
âYes, of course,â I mutter, switching the phone to the other ear while my fingers grab my laptop from the table, opening it. My eyes catch Yukiâs own, and I mouth a quiet âsorryâ to her.
For probably the fourth time this week, in a similar situation as the previous ones.
Hmph. Of course, he couldnât have chosen a better time to finalise the deal.
Yuki sighs, getting up and letting her legs take her in the direction of the kitchen.Â
Within a few minutes, almost as soon as I hang up on the call, the comforting aroma of coffee fills the room, instantly relaxing me.
I take a deep breath, letting the pleasant smell, along with itâs warmth, fill me up completely. Rolling my shoulders back once, I start working on the final details of the proposal.
Before I know it, I have finished going through a few pages of the document and a warm cup of coffee has been placed in front of me.
âHere,â she mutters, putting the cup down on a coaster on the table in front of me before standing back up.
âThanks,â I say, looking at her, and give her an apologetic smile.
âOf course,â she says, turning around and walking up to the bookshelf at the opposite side of the room. âDonât mention it.â
Iâm sorry, Yuki. I know you were looking forward to tonight.
I remember her asking me if I was free today evening with that same excited look in her eyes she always gets when she sees something that even mildly piques her interest. When I asked her the reason for such inquiry, she told me she wanted to sit down with me and watch a movie together.
Lately, the both of us have been busy; with her being occupied with the seasonal massive influx of guests, and I with my latest partnership.
Today was the only day in a while that the both of us could find the time to do something other than fall into bed the moment we reached home...
... until this phone call ruined it.
I internally roll my eyes at the terrible timing of it all, when I feel the couch sink beside me.
Looking sideways, I see Yuki right there with a book in her hand, making herself comfortable.
âWhat is it?â she asks, turning to face me when my eyes fail to stop staring in time.
I shake my head once, internally commanding myself to focus on finishing the task at hand instead of allowing myself to be smitten by my girlfriend.
Through my peripheral vision, I see her look at me in confusion for a second before shrugging, her fingers opening the book to the page where she placed a bookmark the last time she read it.
Her eyes focus in on the page, and her eyebrows furrow a little in concentration.
Her head barely moves and so do her eyes, focused solely on the words printed in front of them, almost as if mesmerised.
Focus, Ichinomiya.
Soon enough, a comfortable silence envelops us as I type and she reads, both of us in our own little zones.
As my eyes keep scanning one page after another and look for places where I need to make edits, I feel my girlfriendâs longing gaze on me. Before I can so much as look at her, she suddenly gets up, putting on her footwear.
âIâm heading to bed,â she mumbles, and I donât miss the slight disappointment which she definitely tries to hide, but fails.
I hum out an affirmative response, telling her Iâm fine with it or rather, encouraging her to get to bed early and not lose out on her sleep. I long for her too, but for me, her health comes first. She canât be sitting here, waiting for me to finish my work when she is clearly tired and sleepy.
She nods, then turns around and goes into the bedroom, leaving me all alone in the living room.
Strange... it suddenly feels cold.
Itâs not even full five minutes before I see her tiny form peeking out from behind the door of our bedroom, her eyes looking at me, as if wanting to ask me something.
âYes, Yuki?â I ask, looking up at her across the room.
âWill you take time?âÂ
âIs something the matter?â
âUm...â she trails off, averting her eyes. Her cheeks are dusted with a light pink as her big brown orbs look anywhere but at me. âI... wibeloly.â
âExcuse me?â I say, asking her to repeat the last part louder.
âI said,â she takes a deep breath, âI will be lonely.â
Ah.
She fidgets in her spot, suddenly seeming to find the carpet very attractive.
âHeh,â I scoff to myself, amused at her utterly adorable behaviour.
All of a sudden, itâs as if something takes over her and she quickly says, âUh- forget it. Iâm heading to bed. Sleep soon.â
Not so soon.
She quickly makes a U-turn, intent on walking back to the bed before hearing my response.
âWait,â I call out, stopping her in her tracks.
She turns around slowly, her gaze almost betraying the feeling of longing she seems to be trying so hard to bottle up.
âCâmere, you can sit in my lap until I am done working.â I say, gesturing her to come closer.
âWhat? Really?â She raises her eyebrows, her eyes wide in surprise. âAre you sure itâs okay?â
âDonât make me repeat myself.â
She bites her lip, smiling bashfully, and walks closer to me. When she is close enough, I put the laptop aside and make space for her.
Blushing, she sits down on my lap and places her arms around my neck, cuddling close, making herself comfortable.
I take out my tablet instead, deciding to review the rest of the document on the said device.
âGetting comfortable, are we?â I mutter when she sighs in content as her warm, soft body relaxes against my own.
I smirk at the way she looks away, amused. Wrapping my arms around her, I move back, aligning my back with that of the couch, cuddling her close.
I place her head onto my shoulder with one hand and play with her hair while my other hand opens up the proposal I was working on.
I sigh in content, losing myself in reading through the lines as my fingers massage Yukiâs scalp.
Soon enough, I feel her body let out even breaths as she falls into a deep slumber, right there in my arms.
I pull back a little to look at her sleeping face, as bright and peaceful as a quiet, warm spring afternoon.
âYou have no idea,â I chuckle before closing my tablet and getting up with her snugly fit in my arms.
a/n: i was going through random drabble prompts on google and found a cute one, so decided to write some unneeded bidder content. enjoy x
"Hey Sor, can you watch the kids? I just have to make a call real quick." Eisuke doesn't wait for a reply and wanders off to his office.
The feared mafia boss closes his tablet and sits down next to his god children, utterly confused. Hesitantly, he grabs a wind-up car toy and wiggles it in front of the kids. They make grabby hands at him and he quickly winds it up before setting it down.
The children happily crawl after it and bring it back to their uncle. This goes on for a few minutes, until the kids' father returns.
"That's not how how you do that."
"Shut up Eisuke, atleast they're not crying." Soryu replies, not bothering to look at his bestfriend. Eisuke growls, and walks up to his children.
"You know what, they've had enough fun. I'm putting them to sleep, and then we can have the real fun.
"Do you have any idea how bad that sounds out of context?"
Eisuke ignores him, taking off his suit jacket and grabbing the baby closest to him. He nods to his bestfriend to get the other. He sighs, but complies.
Within minutes, they're fast asleep and off to dreamland. The two men walk out of the nursery, and begin to gather all toys and put them aside. Eisuke walks to the pile of toys they've created, and plucks two wind-up toys out of it.
Soryu groans, and pinches his nose. "Are you fucking serious right now?" Eisuke only snickers, and tosses a car his way.
The hotel owner places his car on the coffee table, and drags it into a corner, creating a large passage for the cars.
He moves around to find two pieces of ribbon for the starting and finishing line, and soon ends up at a certain theif's door.
"Wait. You both are having a car racing competition and you didn't think it was important to invite me? I've never been more heartbroken, boss." Baba dramatically clutches his heart, before skipping away to call his bestfriend to join in the fun.
Soon enough, Eisuke and Soryu are perched on their positions, with cars on the starting line which was generously supplied by Ota, along with the finishing line.
The artist sits with a bucket of recently microwaved popcorn- which was disappearing at an alarming rate and the race hadn't even started yet.
Baba, however brought along a gun with him, and instructed his friends to start winding their cars after he shoots.
"Baba I swear to fucking god if any of the kids wake up I'm going to personally castrate you."
"Geez chill out 'Suke, live a little", The thief waves him off, but soon gulps when he catches his subordinate's death glare.
"Can you hurry up? I'd like to get this over with as soon as possible." Soryu sighs.
"Booo!" Ota yells, all the while throwing popcorn at Soryu, and missing quite terribly. A single piece of kernel does end up on his head and within record time he takes out and points his gun at him.
"Alright, alright Sor. Put the gun down, the only shooting today is going to be done with this baby," Baba says, holding up his own gun."
"Will you just fucking shoot?" Eisuke snaps, and Baba walks back to his original seat and begins a countdown. He presses the trigger and all that comes out of the gun, is a piece of paper with the word "BANG!" written in bold. Ota snorts, and the two participants start winding their cars furiously.
"Okay put em down now!"
Eisuke and Soryu put their cars down, watching as their little wound up wheels carry them.
Ota starts cheering and throwing almost all of the leftover popcorn and Baba begins to narrate the race.
Eisuke and Soryu both keep their eyes on their cars, unblinking, but soon the concentration is broken when someone makes their presence known.
"Ota you better fucking clean all the mess you've made right this moment or else I'm squirting out all of your paints down the drain."
Every single man turns, each resembling a kid that was caught with their hand in a cookie jar.
Eisuke's betrothed walks in, arms crossed. "A car race, really? How bored were y-" "I won! Take that you cocky piece of shit!" Soryu breaks her off, and Eisuke gasps.
A cry is heard from the nursery, and all eyes are on the midnight haired bidder.
"Ah, my apologies. I have to be somewhere."
"No the fuck you don't. Get back here." Eisuke grabs his friend by the collar and shoves him towards the crying child.
"Well, I suppose you all had a better day than me." The mother huffs, and Eisuke begins towards her.
"Let the baby fall asleep, I'll give you best day of your life."
______ laid there in their shared bed, tears streaming down her face caused by from what a guest in the hotel just said to her. âWhy would they hire such a dumb woman to work in this hotel, we deserve betterâ It brought her on this downward spiral of everything she has ever thought about herself in the past.
Youâre not smart enough
Youâre not pretty enough
No one will ever love you
Youâll never have a happily ever after
People donât really like you, theyâre faking it
She couldnât get the thoughts to stop going through her head, her self-esteem has always been low, she was hurt by someone she trusted in her teens, and ever since then she has never been able to recover. She has questioned everything in her life, does this person really like me, are they using me. Which in some cases has been true, they would be her friend in school, copy off of her during tests, homework and then afterwards never speak to her again and be the main instigator of the bullying she faced. When she moved to college she thought she would find friends that would like her for her and was in turn hurt again by them. She ended up putting walls up so high and difficult to infiltrate so she wouldnât get hurt again.
Then, she met Eisuke Ichinomiya.
He tore her walls down, he showed her what it felt like to be loved, he made her realize what it means to be loved even if he never directly told her, she felt love from him. She was able to be vulnerable around him and others and she was a able to open up herself again to others which she hasnât been able to do in years. But, all it takes is one comment from an asshole to make her feel useless and insecure and take her back to her previous self. And when she was alone, as she was now, it always hit the hardest.
Eisuke was coming home tonight, heâs been gone for a business conference for three days and he tried to take her with him but ____ is a hard worker, and stubborn she told him she would be fine and that she would take care of the penthouse suite for him while he was gone. ______ laid there for a few hours and she didnât realize she had cried herself to sleep still in her maid uniform, hair still up in a high bun that she wore for work and with her face puffy and nose red from crying.
Eisuke always tries to keep her self esteem high, she was his woman after all she has no reason to feel this way. But, he knew something had set her off years ago and her self esteem and courage was always going to be low and that it was going to be hard to keep her standing tall. Eisuke look at _____ and delicately rolled her over slightly so he could get in the bed next to her and he put his arms around her and held her tight to his chest. _____ woke up drowsily and opened her eyes to see Eisuke staring off into space.
â Oh Iâm sorry I didnât greet you at the door I must of drifted offâ
âWhat did that guest say to you?â Eisuke said back to her.
_____ flinched, he already knew something happened. She looked down at herself and realized she was still in her work clothes and chided herself. âOf course he knows what happened I didnât even try to clean myself up before he came homeâ ____ thought.
â______â Eisuke said firmly, âWhat did he say to youâ
âHe questioned why someone would hire me since Iâm such a dumb woman, and that he deserved better Eisuke. Iâm just off today I must of just not done my job correctly itâs fineâ
â No itâs not, no one and I mean NO ONE will talk down to my staff, especially youâ Eisuke sighed.
âBaby, you are the brightest woman I know, you are the only person I talk to when things get to hard. You are not dumb in anyway possible. And you are excellent at your job, you take of the guests like they are royalty no matter who they are. You deserve all the praise in the worldâ
______ sniffled, she was trying to hold back the tears. âOnly you see me that way Eisukeâ
Eisuke pulled her to him and pressed his lips softly on hers, kissing her as her tears started to fall. He wiped her tears away with the pads of his thumb and gently kept kissing her. He sat up with her and softly pulled the hair pins out of her hair letting her hair loose making it cascade down from her head to the middle of her back. âBaby, Iâll protect you forever you know that right?â
______ looked at him and nodded, âI know Eisuke, I wish I was stronger for you, you deserve a stronger womanâ
âYouâre strong ______, youâre brave and donât worry Iâll never want anyone else on this planet, youâre it for me. Iâll build back up your self esteem so you can show the world what you already show me.
Tears started falling again from ______ eyes. Eisuke picked her up and took her to the en-suite where he took her maids uniform off and took her into the shower. Quickly stripping himself he got into the shower with her and under the cascading water he cradled ______ against him as she cried and stayed there till she was all cried out.
Later that night, after Eisuke had put ____ to bed he slipped out of bed and looked out the window at the nightscape in front of him and made a call to Soryu.
âWhat Eisuke itâs 3AMâ
âTake care of that man who yelled at ____ todayâ
âHow do you want me to do thatâ
âI donât care what you do, just get him out of my hotel before _____ starts her shift tomorrowâ
âFine Eisukeâ
Soryu hung up and Eisuke glanced back at his love asleep in his bed. He walked back to the bed and slid under the covers and brought her towards him and kissed her on the forehead.
âI wonât let anyone hurt you, just be brave my loveâ
Thanks HoboMom lmao. I hope my writing wasnât too shitty.
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You stir awake as you felt a gentle wisp of his chapped lips and the light caress of his hair on your shoulder. âEisuke?â your voice was groggy with sleep as goosebumps travelled across your skin. You realized the blanket no longer covered your bare body and his guttural laugh caused more to form.
âGood morning Mrs. Ichinomiya,â You turned to face him and saw the gentle smile that you love. The warmth created by your embrace was not seductive, but rather comforting and safe. He resumed his kisses from a gentle graze on your lips, to your chin, to your neck until he reached your collarbones.
âIf you stare there for too long Iâm gonna talk to Luke about his bad influence on you!â a small giggle escaped you and he fell in love with you all over again. âBabe, I know snuggling is nice and all, but put the blanket back over us. Iâm cold!â you whined. He begrudgingly pulled the thick comforter over your body, a pout only you could catch formed on his lips. You nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck, âI canât believe yesterday was real. Iâm your wife!â
Ah yes, after several years of dating and trials you had finally done it! You began reminiscing about the small ceremony the two of you held. Small yet elegant? Unsurprising as Eisuke only wanted close family and friends to attend. He promised no work would get between the two of you and a month-long honeymoon to his condo in the Bahamas.
âSo,â your thoughts vanished as he became your sole focus, âas my wife, is there anything youâd like to do?â
You ponder your options: you could go on a shopping spree and buy things for Sakiko and Chisato, or maybe stay with your family in (Country Name) for a week, but only one answer seemed to satisfy you.
âI wanna cuddle with you.â
Your answer genuinely surprised Eisuke, you never failed to do so. All the riches in the world, and you finally asked for something that would make you happy! All those years you would say, âI just want you by my side.â With your answer, he wished he could marry you all over again. Every time he stared at you, his heart beat like he had kissed you for the first time.
A small blush tinged the tips of his ears.
âWell then (First Name), I will ensure that you are the happiest woman in the world.â
He pulls you closer to him, wrapping his toned arms around your torso and you smile.
âI am. As long as youâre with me, nothing can change that.â
The two of you exchange whispers of love, and small kisses before falling asleep in each otherâs arms.
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lemanuka submitted: Hi, are you still doing headcanons? Because I would like to request one, but you donât have to if you donât want to. Could you please make a headcanon were MC gets compared to other women all the time. At the beginning she just ignores it, but later it starts to get to her and someday she canât take it anymore and gets angry at them and they realize their mistake and apologize.I hope itâs not to much.
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Fandom: Kissed By The Baddest Bidder
Category: Fluff? Hurt & Comfort?
Character: Ota, Mamoru, Baba
Notes: Hope you like this :)
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âSheâs hot!â
âCheck her out, sexy and confident. Just the way I like it.â
âNot you, kid.â
âOh my pretty lady, youâre cute but she.. she is something else.â
âNot that I care but I do see her appeal. You however, not so much.â
Itâs so easy to hear a compliment from Ota and Baba, nearly every single woman is hot in their eyes. Mamoru treats you like a child and as much as you hate it, youâve gotten used to it. Itâs just a nickname, youâd remind yourself not to let it get to you until a recent regular of Eisukeâs begins to get everyoneâs attentions.
Ota
âOur little koro here should learn a thing or two from Jessica. Sheâs smart and sexy, I bet she takes initiative in bed too. Unlike ______ who blushes over every little things.â
âNo I donât âŠâ Your protest is cut short as the angelic artist corners you to the wall with his delicate fingers teasing your neck and chin.
âSee, your heart is raising.â
âOf course it is! Youâre so bloody cloâŠ..!!â
The blonde seriously has no intention in listening to you, with his lips slamming onto yours, he only pins your wrists to the wall harder and deepens the kiss at your every attempt of escaping.
The slap to his cheek does not bother him either, somehow it only gives him the satisfaction of proofing how boring and serious you are though the other bidders have to step in and stop you from throwing the rest of Eisukeâs expensive decorations at him which you could not afford in ever paying back.
âGo fuck yourself, Ota! You are an ass! Iâm done being humiliated by you, all of you. I work here as a maid, not your slave! I owe you all nothing, 20 million my ass! I donât need you fucked up criminals telling me what Iâm worth, Iâm perfect the way I am. Sure, Jessica is smart, successful and pretty! So?! Thatâs no need to compare us! Iâm so done with you all!â
You storm out with blood pumping through your veins and eyes burning with rage. Enough is enough! Youâd obey Eisukeâs outrageous demands, turn an blind eye at Soryuâs backdoor business, happily help with Mamoâs chaos and the occasionally agree with the Robin Hood theory with the thief but you will not be played, be treated as an object, a fucking toy.
How dare he touches you? Forces himself on you? To prove what? That heâs a complete asshole?
You donât expect Eisuke to let you go and he doesnât but he has given you two weeks off, mainly for Ota to sort it out with you like adults.
Not that youâre in position to turn down his offer when the billionaire has so generously sent you two to one of his private islands. You refuse to acknowledge Ota, completely ignore him for the entire week till the blonde subtly apologizes without admitting himself to be a jerk but he has taken all his courage to mutter a sorry.
To promise not to compare you to anyone, to disrespect you in anyway because you of all people, deserve respect as much as anyone does.
Mamoru
The silent treatment has no effect on the lazy detective until he has eventually returned to his filthy suite, slowly realizing the fact that he has taken you for granted, something he couldnât believe heâs capable of.
In the poor attempt of cleaning his place and preparing dinner as surprises, he begs you to come home. The both of you know the whole kid calling is just his way of showing affection, he loves you dearly but is it enough?
âYouâve captured my heart, ________. Every little things you do is magic, bounding my heart to yours. Thereâs no one else but you, ________. I promise to treat you with full respect from now on.â
Loyalty and sincerity are what you adore about Mamoru, heâs a man of his words. âYouâre honestly hopeless with housework, arenât you?â You say half jokingly, the corners of your lips turn up into a smile.
And soon your giggles turn into sweet, pleasant laughter as the both of you clean up the disaster before heading out for soba. Hand in hand, lacing your fingers together, stronger than ever.
Baba
âEverything is a joke to you! Iâm not one of your lame jokes, I am a woman, a human being and your girlfriend! Why canât you treat me like one? Stop treating me like a princess, Iâve told you how much I hate it but you never take me seriously! And not defending me while the guys make fun of me makes you just as guilty. Baba, I donât need a prince but a real man who respects and appreciates me for who I am!â
Your statement and teary face repeat endlessly in Babaâs head for the past two days as the thief tries to make sense of you what mean as well as enduring the awkward silence in bed.
He knows this is something a beautiful bouquet and flattery couldnât fix, wrecking his brains out, he eventually asks you to meet at his secret spot.
With one hand caressing your cheek, he makes a promise under the dancing cherry blossom petals. âIâm terribly sorry, _______.â He begins, his romantic yet apologetic eyes gazing into yours. âYouâre right. I should have defended you. Weâve been through so much and youâve always supported me, believing me while I was in doubt. I want to be a better person, someone I would be proud of, someone youâd be proud of and willing to spend the rest of your lives with. I may not understand everything about you or your belief but Iâm ready to learn more if youâd have me back in your life. I promise to always listen, to be patience but most of all, respect you.â
You pull him close and soon feel his strong arms wrapping around your back, âThank you, Baba. I love you.â
Just before locking your lips together, Baba declares his eternal love to you once more. âI love you too, ________. So so much and Iâd do anything for you, anything.â
Words:Â 1,441
Warnings: none that i can currently think of
A/N:Â LOl this is so overdue Iâm so sorry. I have no excuse. But on the plus side, I got all my college apps in and stuff. pls donât hate me for not updating.
âHello,â you warily address the person on the end of the line.
You were walking out at the end of the day when you get a call from an unknown number and decided to let it run itâs course. It was when the same number kept calling you, that you reluctantly answered the call.
âHey,â the person starts, not expecting you to answer the call. âY/NâŠhey Y/N,â a voice that is all too familiar says. After a while of not saying anything, he calls your name again wondering if youâd hung up on him.
âWhat do you want,â you barely manage to get the sentence past your lips. Your jaw is clenched and the fingernails of the hand opposite the one holding the phone are making white crescent shaped imprints in the palm, but you donât notice.
âI want to talk,â his words come out choked. If you werenât so caught up in your anger, you might have wondered if he was having a hard time. âCan you meet me somewhere? Thereâs this small cafe that Ryo says is good.â
âI have art club after school.â
âYouâre lying,â he deadpans, and perhaps it comes across as a little more hostile than he would have liked and he silently chastises himself, but there was a far larger elephant in the room that needed to be addressed. âWhenever you lie your voice goes up an octave. Just hear me out. Please Kiddo? Teddy bear? Peaches? Hunny Bun?â
âYou donât get to call me those anymore,â you say, stomach twisting in knots at the familiar names. âWhen and where?â
Your sleep is restless that night. You spend it tossing and turning, your sheets strewn across your bedroom floor. Itâs funny, no matter how many times you dream the same dream, it always feels the same. The emotions are always just as intense, and it always leaves you feeling the same way when you wake up.
You dream about the day Iori left to pursue his musical career, the excitement still there. You dream about his dwindling messages, and the feeling of being left behind. You dream of the day you met him at the charity ball, the wounds still fresh. And, you dream about him not showing up at the cafe and leaving you on your own.
You dream of the autumn days where the two of you would jump in piles of leaves together, the days were you could tell him anything. When he was still there for you.
For the duration of the next day, you mind is elsewhere, occupied by thoughts of what will happen after school.
When you walk in to the cafe the two of you (Iori) had agreed upon, and it takes everything you have to not turn and run.
You hate that you know where he is immediately. Heâs sitting at a table in the corner and part of you wants to believe that itâs because he knows you like sitting in corners, but you tell yourself that itâs simply to remain unseen.
Seeing you walking towards him, there are a thousand questions swirling in Ioriâs mind, and he wants to ask all of them.
âHowâŠhowâve you been?â
The sheer normalcy of the question makes your head spin. âGood. IâŠâ you pause to think about what you say next. âIâve been good. YouâŠyou look like youâre doing well.â
Your brother nods his head and thereâs a lull in the conversationâif you could even call it that. You asked if he was seeing anyone, but that just earned you a scowl, his general distaste for women as prominent as ever, but it doesnât help get a conversation started and the two of you continue to sit there in an uncomfortable silence.
Never having been very fond of the word, you nearly miss the apology that escapes your brotherâs lips.
âDid you justâŠâ your question trails off as you look at him wide eyed.
âIâm sorry,â he says a little more forcefully and you the yourself for it, but the slight blush that makes itself visible on his cheeks makes you want to poke fun at the person sitting across from you.
âYou can say âsorryâ to me as many times as you want, but it doesnât mean anything unless you know what youâre apologizing for.â Maybe that feeling eating away at your chest is guilt for continuing to be angry at him even after he muttered one of the hardest words he could ever say, but you want to think that youâre justified in your anger.
If it wasnât for the way he brushed his hair back, youâd have thought he was unaffected by the whole situation.
âYou can say âsorryâ to me, but it wonât change the fact that it still hurt.â Youâre holding your elbows in your hands and avoiding looking at him.
âI did what I did to protect you!â He raises his voice as he defends his decisions, no matter how poor they were. Pride is a silly thing.
âDonât pretend like you know whatâs best for me, that it was for my benefit. I know you, I know how selfish you can be, how you put your pride before your family. Do you know how awful it felt?â You wonder if youâre crying, but you donât stop to check. âTo feel like your own brother was embarrassed of you? To hear so many people talk about your brother as if they knew him better than you yourself did? It felt like I was suffocating! All around me were people going on and on about you, talking about going to one of your concerts and seeing you when I hadnât seen you, let alone talked to you in years! To know that there were thousands of girls you talked to instead of sending a measly text to your sister!
âDo you know how many nights I stayed up wondering what I did wrong? How I spent every waking minute wondering what I did to make you hate me, until I decided to cut you from my life entirely? How miserable it was when I say you at the charity ball and you wanted to waltz right back in to my life as if nothing had happened?
âYou donât know anything! You know nothing about how much shit I put up with at school after you left. I bet you didnâtâ even know that we moved, you had no reason to since you never visited home to begin with.â
âFine! Maybe at first it was because I didnât want you following me like a lost puppy, and I admit that it was stupid of me,â he confesses as he throws his hands up in frustration. âBut I know how vicious people can be, how the press would hound you if they knew.â
Thereâs a break in your heated argument before Iroi takes a break and continues.
âAnd Iâm sorry. For cutting you out of my life the way I did, and pretending like you were nothing to me.
In hindsight, what you were about to do was stupid. So very stupid. But, you were emotionally and physically exhausted, and all you wanted to do was get in to the nice warm bed that was waiting for you at home.
So, you took the foolâs route. Quite literally. You knew that it was a bad idea to walk through that part of town, but really, when have you ever listened to yourself?
The sun had set about an hour ago, but the light pollution that comes with living in such a big city illuminated your way home. But even with the light from the city, you may have taken a few wrong turns here and there, and now you werenât entirely sure where you were.
Itâs only when you start hearing footsteps behind you that you stop to wonder if it wouldnât have been a bad idea to take your brother up on his offer of a ride home, even if you knew it was just to be polite. He wouldnât want to risk any more photos, and you supposed that was one of the few things you still agreed on.
In a moment of brilliance, you remember learning that in situations like this, it never hurt to be on the phone with someone. Or pretend to be. Pulling your phone out of the side pocket on your backpack, you start talking as if there was someone on the other line.
As your steps quicken and your only focus is on the person following you, you donât notice the person around the corner until you walk right in to them.
Proposal From the Heart- Eisuke Ichinomiya (Fluff)
Finally back with my next fic, which is all fluffđ. Note that this is from Eisukeâs POV. Hope you guys enjoy it. Suggestions are always welcomeđ. And @chillaxe, youâre right, Eisuke Ichinomiya may be my ultimate bias after allâŠ.đ„đđ
That woman had totally changed my life, totally. I think about the time I bought her. What if I hadnât? Where would she be now? Rather, where would I be? Definitely nowhere near where I am now, considering that I was supposed to go to hell. Meeting her had been a major turning point in my life. And now, I donât want to turn back again. Few of my senses still donât believe I fell for her- I wasnât supposed to. But I did. In spite of that egoistic resolution of mine- NEVER FALL IN LOVE, I did.
But falling in love was worth everything. Honestly, never had I witnessed such weakness in life. The kind of weakness that love brings in. The one which gives you butterflies in your stomach on thinking of her. The one which gives you a hard-on just upon seeing her. What did I ever do to deserve her? A sweetheart like her and a bastard like me? But she made me realise that there was a lover in me, who was far stronger than the bastard. And sheâs the only one who saw through that bastard, my inner lover and perhaps, brought him out. She did all I told her to- from making coffee at the most awkward times of the day to assisting me as my âdear little girlfriendâ. Thatâs when it hit home for me. Yes. This was the girl I wanted to be with FOREVER. It was that time when every cell, tissue, organ and system of my body screamed, âMAKE HER YOURSâ. Technically, sheâs mine, since I bought her. But jokes apart, I wanted to make her mine. Mine as in, LEGALLY MINE. And today was the day when I would take a step forward into what I wanted.
I checked the time. 4:55 pm. Â I have my date with _______ in 5 minutes more. And believe it, for the first time in life, Iâm nervous. EISUKE ICHINOMIYA- NERVOUS? Not very convincing, right? I never knew I could be nervous, until today.
Although I know my words perfectly, although know the entire procedure, and heck I even know her answer! Yet, Iâm NERVOUS. Why? God knows.
âEisuke, Iâm ready!â came _____âs cheerful voice from behind me. I turned around to see her looking absolutely beautiful in a short peach-colored dress. Her eyes sparkled with innocence. And the smile adorning her features was bright enough to blind the entire male race.
âVery prettyâ, I said, pulling her to myself almost as a reflex action, perhaps to guard her from the bad men and bitches out there.
âThanks Eisuke.â she said, kissing my cheek.
âYou are welcome. Shall we go?â I said, taking her hand as I led her to the car.
âBut where are we going?â The curiosity was apparent in her voice.
âYouâll see.â
I started the vehicle. She looked around just like a little girl alertly, as I drove. I halted the car at our destination- a secret cave. Sounds fictitious? Nope, it isnât.
âWhere are we? This cave is so darkâ
âJust come with meâ, I said and both of us got out.
âWhy is it so dark? I donât like this place.â she said.
âDonât you trust me baby?â
âI do Eisuke.â
âSo just come along. Youâll love it.â
Maybe it was just me or my nervousness, but I was being really curt. Couldnât help it, adrenaline had gotten the better of me. We ventured further into the darkness and I could feel her hold on me getting tighter.
âAre you sure weâre going the right way?â she asked, her voice tinged with uncertainty.
â_____ just a minute more.â
We were almost there.
âAlright now close your eyes and be careful with the stairs.âSaying this, I brought her down to the newlymade place- a garden that Iâd made for her.
âOpen your eyes sweetheartâ
A look of extreme surprise came onto her face as she looked around. ______ loved flowers. In fact, she wouldnât admit it, but she loved them more than me. (Puppy eyes)
âOh my god Eisuke! This is so beautiful!â she said, leaving my hand and ran inside to have a better look. I smiled and followed her.
âWow! There are so many flowers here. Dahlias, Chrysanthemums, Cinerarias, Lilies, oh and even Passionflowers!â she squealed like a fangirl. Seeing her happy made me happy too.
âRose! Wow, Sunflowers! And Tiger Lilies, Lavender, Bougainvillea and Cherry trees!!â she exclaimed, her child-like eyes twinkling.
She came over to me again and said, âI never knew such kind of a garden existed here.â
âIt didnât. I got it made for you. Itâs yours.â I said.
âWhat?! Oh my gosh, Eisuke! Thank you so much!â she said, hugging me so tightly in a vicegrip that I truly thought Iâd choke.
âYouâre welcome ______â I said, kissing her forehead, âShall we go further? There are fountains and a pavillion inside. Come onâ
We walked further together
âGoodness these fountains! So gorgeous! And these exotic flowers are so prettyâŠâ
âBut none as pretty as youâŠ.â I said, without intending to do so. She looked at me, surprised at the sudden compliment.
âYouâre prettier than any flower in this worldâ I said, taking her chin in my hand and kissing her soft lips. I could feel her arms wrap around my neck and fingers lace through my hair as we shared a few kisses.
âLetâs go to the pavillionâ I said, reluctantly taking a last bite of her bottom lip.
âThis is TOO GOOD!â
She jumped slightly at the sight of the vintage-style pavillion at the centre. I could only grin. She liked it. I had initially planned on giving her something exquisite like coture dresses or a marquise diamond, but like the sweetheart she is, she would not have accepted it. The garden was a good idea. It defined the beauty, grace and simplicity that _____ possessed.
âLiked it?â
âVery much. Thanks for this Eisuke. Itâs more beautiful and precious than any diamond necklace. Thank you so muchâŠâshe said, nuzzling her face into my chest.
âI should be the one thanking you.â
She looked up, puzzled. Seeing that look in her eyes spurred me. This was the right time.
âWhat is it Eisuke?â she asked, caressing my right cheek. I took a deep breath and began.
â______, we are here today for an entirely different reason.â
âWhat is it?â
âTo begin with, I want to thank you _____. For all that youâve done for me. For all that you taught me. For all the happiness you gave me. For the patience that you showed. For doing all the things I told you to. For never deploring my asshole-ness. For making me the most marvellous coffees. And if I try to thank you for everything, I bet I wouldnât be done before Christmas.â She giggled slightly at that.
âAnd I want to say sorry. For all the mean things I did to you. For the no thank-youâs. For asking you to do imbecile jobs for me. For putting you in vexatious, awkward positions many a times. For threatening you. For hurting you and not saying sorry when I was at fault.â I said, looking straight into her questioning eyes as my hands slipped around her waist.
âI bet thereâs nothing more wonderful thatâs happened to me, than you. Honestly speaking, my heart was a bare, frigid desert until you came in and warmed it up with your love and care. And before I realised it, I was in love with you. I feel so damn unbefitting to have your love, care and affection. But you make me want to be a better man, a better human being. I didnât admit this ever before; your beauty did attract my attention, but your personality stole my heart.â
Saying this, I got down on one knee and continued, â_______, will you accept the lover in me, along with the bastard? Will you accept the victim in me, along with the criminal? Will you hit me hard when Iâm rude and cruel? I hope Iâm not asking for too much; will you be with me forever? I promise to keep you contented and give you the most magnificent life. I promise to spoil you with my love. ______ will you marry me?â I took out a velvet box from my blazer and opened it.
Her eyes were teary but didnât lack an ounce of fondness and warmth.
âYesâŠ.sukiâ she said in a choked voice with a smile.
I slipped the ring around her finger and a happy tear rolled down her cheek. I pulled her close.
âBut I canât hit you hardâ she said choking out a few tears. I laughed. She laughed too. And hers was contagious. âI love you so muchâ With her by my side, I felt richer than the richest person on the planet.
âI love you too Eisukeâ she cried, holding my face in her palms and kissing me as the sun set, casting beautiful silhouettes and hinting in the slightest about the amazing future that awaited us. Our best was yet to come.