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I WANT YOU TO KNOW, THAT I'M NEVER LEAVING

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Ribbon dividers by @cursed-carmine

Line and snow dividers by @omi-resources

Synopsis: They realize that you aren't feeling the best so they try to cheer you up!

Characters: Kokomi Teruhashi, Kusuo Saiki and Kusuke Saiki

Contains: Fluff, can be read as both platonic and romantic, I headcanon Saiki as demiromantic and asexual etc.

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(Here’s a little scene from a FanFic I’m working on. It doesn’t really have Context, cause the Fic itself is just short stories like this stitched together. Please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes, I’m not a native English-Speaker. 

Possible Trigger Warning: Talk about Sex, Alcohol

The Giraffe-Joke in this is sponsored by Milo Murphy’s Law.

Enjoy.)

Laughing you threw yourself back, your head landing in Kusukes lap.

The wine glass in your hand was dangerously near to toppling over. You let him take it from you and place it onto the table without complaining.

“And this woman seriously had the audacity to ask me: ‘What are those hideous creatures? Why are their necks so long? And are those horns?’”, You roared, waving your hands around gesticulating.

Unconsciously his fingers found their way into your hair, pushing some stray strands out of your face.

Your eyes, meeting his, were shining a little from the tears you laughed. He grinned at you, laying there tipsy and giggly and your face all red.

“Where is she from? No-Giraffe-Land?”, you heard him snicker above you.

The sound of your giggle filled the room again.

“Right?! She programmed one of the best Pathfinder-AIs on this planet, but she doesn’t even know what Giraffes are?!”

You huffed and shook you head. “Really, how did she even get that job?!”

“Probably fucked the recruitment committee.”

You scrunched your nose in faked disgust. “Ew, that was definitely a really ugly orgy.”, you laughed.

“You should be glad they took you without any… extra work.”

“At least with me you could sell that as a porno.”

“That wouldn’t make much, don’t overestimate yourself.”

You shoot him a challenging look.

“Sure… You’re just jealous you weren’t on that committee when I applied there. I never guessed you as having such strange fantasies.”

He leaned in closer to you, hushing his voice.

“I don’t need to be on any committee to live out my fantasies with you.”, He grinned.

You nearly choked on your own tongue, your face heating up bright red, as Kusuke laughed at your reaction. That Idiot really loved to make you blush.

“Ok, ok. You win this round.” But you still laughed with him, rubbing your hands over your face to get rid of your blushing cheeks.

Kusuke pulled them away, grinning.

“No, no, no, that’s cheating.”

You huffed at him, fighting the urge to turn your face away for his eyes.

But oh well, you would let him have his fun, so with a sigh you looked back up at him.

 You two stayed like this for a while. Looking into each other’s eyes, smiling, as silence enveloped you.

You stretched out your hand to softly caress his cheek. He leaned into the touch, as your thump drew little circles over his skin.

It was comfortable like that.

“I should give you a haircut soon. Your hairs getting really long lately.”, You whispered eventually, your voice suddenly sounding too loud for the room. “I can just go to a barber.”

“No, I really like doing it.”

“Ok good, but please don’t make me look hideous”

“Like a Giraffe?”

“What’s a Giraffe?” He asked, daring and sarcastically.

You broke out into laughter again, sitting yourself back up to hold onto the backrest of the couch.

“Stop it, you’re going to kill me!” you huffed out in between giggles.

You heard Kusuke laugh softly behind you, as you tried to catch your breath again.

When you could breathe again, you sat back normally on the couch.

Still smiling, you picked up your glass again, taking a sip. Kusuke watched you intently as you put it back, licking you lips clean from the red wine.

How could you enchant him so much even after so many years?

When his gaze shifted from your lips back to your eyes you looked at him questioning.

“Something wrong?”

He had to laugh.

“No, It’s just…” He shook his head smiling to himself. No nothing could be wrong when you were here.

You cocked your head to the side, still looking confused, while he just chuckled.

With one last sip he emptied his own wine glass and set it down on the table next to yours, before he scooted closer to you, your legs touching softly now.

He laid his hand on your cheeks, cubing your face and bringing it closer to his. You watched him with your confused smile, your eyes on his, but you wouldn’t stop him.

His breath fanning your face felt warm and inviting, as you leaned in.

You closed your eyes as your lips met.

It didn’t matter how often he kissed you, his heart would always pick up its pace and his fingertips tingled as they wandered from your cheeks to your sides and then to your back, to pull you closer to him.

Your own hands found their way into his hair, sending little shivers down his spine.

You heard him sigh contently as you deepened the kiss, licking his lips to push your tongue past them.

You could taste the wine on his tongue, a little bit acidic but sweet.

 When you eventually parted you stayed in this embrace, taking a moment to catch your breath again. His hand found his way to your cheek again, brushing aside some strands of hair that had gotten lost.

Your face was red and your eyes wide. He liked that sight.

“I love you”, He smiled, genuine and true.

You chuckled softly, a little breathless.

“Oh No, the great Dr. Saiki got feelings? The end of the world has finally arrived!”

9 Territorial + Kuusuke Saiki 

Yours and Kuusuke’s relationship had one major point of contention: He wouldn’t let you meet his family.

In fact, despite talking about them to you fairly frequently, he admitted that they didn’t even know you existed.

And Kuusuke didn’t appear to be in any rush to tell them.

Well, until you got upset and decided to withhold affection from him.

There is nothing that riles Kuusuke up like being ignored, he’s also very clingy and he likes physical affection. So, let’s just say he isn’t very happy with this turn of events.

He tries to pretend it doesn’t bother him, but eventually he caves and books two tickets back home from university to Japan.

He’s moody the whole journey, but he won’t tell you why.

He eventually perks up when you get to his parents’ house, but more in a fake way than anything else.

“Mother, it’s good to see you again,” Kuusuke said coolly, breezing into the house with no warning and leaving you to awkwardly follow behind him.

“Kuusuke!!” His mother squealed, running over to him. “You came all this way to visit us?” She teared up, gripping him by the shoulders.

She caught a glimpse of you over his shoulder and tilted her head.

“Oh? And who’s this?”

You took that as an invitation to introduce yourself seeing as Kuusuke clearly wasn’t going to do it.

“I’m courting your son, ma’am,” you said, trying your hardest to avoid letting your nerves slip through. She seemed awfully nice, but if she didn’t like you, it could be the end of your relationship with Kuusuke or the end of Kuusuke’s relationship with his family.

His mother simply blinked at you. An unpleasant feeling settled in your stomach at her lack of response. Did she not approve?

But then she promptly burst into tears.

Before you even had time to be surprised, she ran forward and grabbed you by the hands.

“Thank you so much for loving my son,” she wept. “I know he can be difficult, but it means so much for me that you look after him when I can’t.”

“Please, don’t cry,” you panicked, waving your hands back and forth. “I’m the lucky one to get to love someone as amazing as your son.”

Apparently, that was the wrong thing to say because the tears only got heavier. You had never seen an alpha parent react to their omega child bringing home a strange alpha like this. The stereotype was quite the opposite after all, you had expected an interrogation at the very least.

Kuusuke simply sighed and led his mother to the sofa and went to fetch her a tissue. This was not how you thought meeting his family would go, but this seemed to be a tentative good sign. She was crying from happiness, not mortal offence, so things could have definitely gone worse.

“Who are you?”

You jumped about half a foot in the air at the sudden voice from behind you. Turning around you were met with a pink-haired teenage boy clutching a school bag. You laughed in relief, holding your chest as you calmed down.

“Sorry, you frightened me,” you laughed. “You must be Kusuo, Kuusuke has told me a lot about you. I’m Kuusuke’s intended mate, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Kusuo’s eyebrows shot up at your claim. Was it really that unbelievable that Kuusuke would be in a serious relationship? It took him a moment to collect himself, but then Kusuo simply bowed at you and went to move past you.

“Wait,” you called out, halting him in his tracks. You desperately wanted to get to know his family and his mother still appeared to be incoherent, so Kusuo was your only chance. You racked your brains to think of something he would like. What did teenagers like?

“Do you enjoy video games?”

Kusuo blinks at you but clearly decides to indulge you with a single nod.

“That’s great!” you brightened, glad to have an in. “Have you played any good ones recently? There have been some major releases this month.”

Before Kusuo had a chance to respond, Kuusuke was suddenly back behind you, a hand clamped around your waist and his lips pressed into a thin line. You couldn’t smell him past the insane number of blockers he used, but you’d wager a guess that he would smell rather aggressive right now.

“Now, now, dearest, Kusuo probably has some homework to do upstairs, he’s still in high school after all,” Kuusuke spoke with a strange tinge to his words that you couldn’t place.

Kusuo clearly didn’t take offence, merely rolling his eyes and bowing to you once more before making his way upstairs.

As soon as he was out of sight, Kuusuke started pressing kisses against your neck and face, using the grip he had around your waist to pull you tightly against him. You accepted a few of the kisses before you pushed him away, slilghtly frustrated at how he was treating you in front of his family.

“Am I not allowed to talk to your brother?” you questioned, crossing your arms. “Are you worried I’ll embarrass you or something? That’s low, Kuusuke, even for you.”

“What?” Kuusuke replied, appearing genuinely baffled by your reaction. “No, it’s just that… Kusuo is complicated.”

You searched his face for any hint of a lie and found none, but it didn’t change the fact that he wasn’t being entirely truthful with you. Unless he was… Your jaw dropped as you figured out his problem.

“You’re jealous of your brother, aren’t you?”

Kuusuke sputtered, denying the claim immediately.

“You are!” you laughed, a little hysterical. “Do you really think that I am suddenly going to fall in love with your teenage brother? Seriously, Kuu?”

Kuusuke had the decency to flush, but still denied the accusation.

“You’re being ridiculous,” he grumbled, looping his arms back around your waist.

“You’re being ridiculous,” you laughed. “I’m in love with you, Kuusuke, for as long as you’ll have me, and you should never forget that.”