#love languages

But in the private of your home he is a very tactile person. Always touching you in some way or another whenever possible. Rubbing his thumb over your ankle bone where your feet rest in his lap as you two watch your favorite drama show Frank pretends to not be invested in. Running his fingers down your spine and back up listening to your breathing evening out as you fall into a deep chest, just about drooling against his chest. Wrapping his arms around your waist when he sneaks up behind you as you cook, plopping his chin on your shoulder to watch.

His hands will genuinely start to almost ache and itch if he hasn’t felt your skin under them in a while. It’s almost as if your touch calms him. When he comes back home after the hell of a first day back, he damn near collapsed into you. Walking in the house and seeking you out immediately, finding you laid out on the couch. Dropping his bag and hat onto the floor making a thud that snaps your focus out your book. “Oh you’re home, hi baby how was-” before you can finish your question he is falling down atop you, softly of course. Scooping his arms under your body as he presses his head to your stomach, burying his face in the soft fabric of one of his mysterious misplaced hoodies you had on. The rest of his body hanging off and bending in a slightly uncomfortable way to accommodate all nearly 5’10 of him on the couch.

“Bad huh?” You sigh softly as you slip your hand under the collar of his t-shirt scratch softly at his back. You’ll be sure to adjust the two of you in a second into a more comfortable position, so his back doesn’t hate him in 20 mins but for now you’re enjoying the moment. “Not good I’ll tell you that” he grumbled out against your tummy, letting out a deep sigh as a distinct scent of you mixed with the new laundry softer you insisted on buying fills his nose.

SECONDARY way is quality time. Frank loves lazy or busy Saturday afternoons simply being in your presence. He doesn’t care much if you two are doing chores together that most definitely only really require a single person or if you are lounging in bed and wrapped in each other’s arms. He refers to Saturdays as his favorite day of the week for this very reason.

JACK ABBOT shows his love mostly through preforming acts of service. He already feels as if he has to be constantly moving, or doing something. Weather it’s an old army instinct or an ER doctor thing, his hands are constantly busy. So why not “make the best of it and put that habit to good use” as his therapist would say. He’s quite a perceptive man, always watching, always noticing. So when he takes note of something being broken in your apartment, you running low on your favorite lipgloss or something in general being wrong he is quick to fix it.

Therefore when after a particularly tough night shift together Jack finds you at the lockers and tells you he’s driving you home, you don’t question it. You let him, knowing that caring for you is his catharsis after a hard day. He cooks the two of you a meal, the warmth of the sunlight leaking through your open blinds nearly lulling you to sleep as you wait. “Hey sleepy girl, eat then you can head to bed” he prompts when he sets your plate of food in-front of you on the couch. The two of you eat side by side in a comfortable silence before he is picking up the empty plates and working on your sink of dishes. “Jack, come on let’s go sleep please you don’t have to do that” you coax, lightly tugging at the back of his t-shirt as you glued your self to his hip at the kitchen counter.

“You sleep sweetheart, I can’t I’ve got to keep busy. Promise I’ll be in bed before you wake up” he sends you off with a kiss to your forehead. You do wake up that late afternoon with him nuzzled under the covers with his arms around you. You also wake up to an empty sink and clean kitchen, your showers water pressure being fixed after complaining only that pervious day to Jack about it. Your dryer running silently in the background for certain with your scrubs for tonight’s shift in the load, your water bottle you were to tired to fill up before sleeping magically full and on your bed side table. Jack knows he doesn’t need to do all these things, but caring for you and being useful comes too naturally to him to turn it off.

You always make sure to wake him up and show your appreciation for the cleaned apartment and such. Kissing all over his sleepy face til he lets out a groggy little chuckle and lightly pushes you away. “I get it I get it, you’re welcome baby you know I enjoy doing it. it’s not a big deal” he explains as he cups your cheek and rubs his thumb under your eye, brushing away a eyelash that must have fallen in your sleep. Put it out infront of your mouth, “Make a wish honey”

SECONDARY way is quality time but not doing nothing, as stated he hates sitting still. Therefore your time spent together is usually doing something active. Planning out workouts or yoga routines to do side by side, going through boxes of old pictures he kept from his army days, even finding a box of his old records which prompts him to start playing his favorite tracks and showing you how “Music was much better back in my day sweetheart”

MICHEAL ‘ROBBY’ ROBINAVITCH shows his love in a more unexpected way of gift giving that he always tries to play off. He’s just as nosy and observant as Jack, only he would never admit to it. But he picks on things you need. A new work bag when yours became a nice home for one of the escaped rats, more pens when they have been mysteriously misplaced, new stethoscope when a unruly injured kid pulled yours from your neck and broke it.

You let out a sharp gasp when the next shift Robby hands you a box containing a brand new littmann in your favorite color. “Robby what the hell, I swear I was gonna get a new one I just didn’t have the time. These things are on average 300 and up what the-” you sputter out, baffled at the expensive gift in your slightly shaking hands. He always tries to pay it off, whether it be he’s gifting you a 300+ dollar stethoscope or even just handing you a 8 dollar pastry from your favorite bakery when he comes in for shift. Waving it off with a small “It’s nothing, you needed it hon” or “You earned it sunshine, ‘s nothing” when he gifts a few pairs of figs branded scrubs after you graduate up a resident year. Robby enjoys being needed even if he would never admit it. Gifting you even these small things is his way of showing you appreciation for making him feel that way.

Typically this love language is accompanied by enjoying gift receiving as well but not for Robby. He doesn’t dislike getting gifts or treats etc but he’d much rather give them away to you. He doesn’t exactly know how to react when given something with the same level of thought to which he gives you things. His face is a bit flush when you hand him a beautifully wrapped box of books. Some from his favorite author, others about motorcycles he hasn’t read yet but you heard were good. He thinks the air has been punched out of his lungs when you nervously gift him a guardian angel bell, blabbing on explaining it as if you didn’t just hand him the most precious gift he’s been given in his 50+ years of life.

“You um hang it on the lowest part of your frame on the bike, it’s supposed to help ward off evil spirits” you sputter out when he still hasn’t spoken up. “I know it sounds a little ridiculous but I read a lot of bikers consider them good luck and that you shouldn’t buy them yourself” you continue explaining as Micheal stares down at you with an un readable expression. “They should be gifted everyone said and with you going off for 3 months I figured now is a better time as any to give you it, so your safe and all” the end of your rant trials off into a small whisper, growing more and more anxious as he doesn’t react yet. “Fuck ‘m sorry it’s just a stupid thing I can take-“ your sentence is cut off when his lips smash against yours. Him whispering out “Thank you Angel” against your mouth as your body melts into his arms.

SECONDARY way is also very subtle and coming in the form of words of affirmation. Praise is an easy thing but rare for Micheal if you work alongside him. The difference in this is it’s very simple yet effective words of reassurance that he isn’t going anywhere. Instead of his unnerving passive suicidal comments he makes soft veiled promises he wants to live. Plans with you months in the future, he makes note of when your lease is up so that instead of renewing it, you move in with him. He shows you he isn’t going anywhere.

DENNIS WHITTAKER shows his love is many ways, he’s just so full of it for you it comes out in every possible way. But mostly through acts of service, he’s a farm boy after all he was raised helping out wherever he could. He volunteers to pump up your tires when you whine that the low psi notice came up on your way to work. He offers to cook dinner when he comes home and sees you exhausted even if he is equally as tired he does it with a smile. When you buy new furniture, a new bed frame, bookshelf or coffee table doesn’t matter what it is. He come over to build it without being asked knowing you hate doing it.

Your car will often disappear from your drive way and this should be considering but when it’s returned full of gas and newly washed you know it was Dennis. When he sleeps over at your place or you at his you are always woken up to the smell of freshly brewed coffee and pancakes. He is always cleaning something around the house, fixing something or replacing it. The one time you attempted to change the dead lightbulb in your fridge you were only half way through when he came and took over.

“I can do that myself you know Den I had it” you huff out, a bit upset that he stopped you. “I know you can baby, I just like doing these things for ya’ I’m sorry” he apologized as he finished changing the bulb, testing it quickly before spinning back around to face you. “Promise I’ll let you do it on your own next time” he prompts but you shut it down, “No, no ‘s okay I’ll call you to do it” the juxtaposition of this with your previous statement confused him but he brushed it off.

He doesn’t have to know that your small bout of anger was swiftly soothed when you watched him change the light. There was just always something about the way the veins in his hands, the muscles in his arms popped as he would fix things that often made your mouth run dry. Maybe having a handy boyfriend wasn’t such a bad thing.

SECONDARY way is mostly through physical touch, which is a close contender for first. Dennis is very handsy and it’s quite hard for him to keep them off of you. Keeping a hand on the small of your back as he guides you through the new restaurant the two of you picked for date night. Tracing shapes on the back of your hand or your outstretched arm that lays across his chest as you sleep. Rubbing at your thigh or holding the back of your neck and thumbing at your pulse while he drives.

iwaizumi hajime & kuroo tetsurou :: loves to be close to you at all times. the gentlemen that loves pda too. likes parading around with your lipstick stains on his face and neck like the proud man he is. he definitely keeps his hand on the small of your back every time especially when you're walking, when he opens the door for you, in a protective manner. ultimate waist grabber too; grocery shopping? one hand on the cart, the other around your waist. he pulls you by the waist too when he wants attention bc he's clingy like that. cooking dinner? if he's helping, he still has his hands around your waist. if he's just watching you, back hug attack *nod nod*

tanaka ryunosuke & nishinoya yu :: loves pda too, is that surprising news? tanaka likes holding your hand, hand, hand at all times. slipping his fingers between your hands and he definitely does the thumb thing and loves keeping his head nuzzled in the crook of your neck and whispering random nonsensical things. he loves kissing your knuckles too randomly. noya loves your hands too but most especially when you cup his face and he would lean in and melt into your touch plus when you combo it with sliding your hands up and down his cheeks to the sides of his neck.

bokuto koutaro :: physical touch and quality time go hand in hand with bokuto. another man who can't keep his hands off you. this man pouts a lot and practically purrs when he's holding you (yes, he's the big spoon) swooning at how adorable you are in his arms. obsessed and literally melts when you touch him everywhere; the type that would hold your hand wherever it is on his body. loves cupping your face and thumbing at your facial features. forehead kisses!! he would admire you all the time and leaves kisses on every inch of your being–oh especially when he holds your hands and kisses every part and lingers a little too much on your fingertips.

matsukawa issei & suna rintarou :: they might seem like they're not the type to enjoy physical touch but that's only when they're not the one giving it. loves giving you back rubs and stroking your hair when you're pressed onto him. when you sleep, he prefers feeling your weight on top of him so he can cradle you, hand on your head while the other is on your back. that being said, they're great listeners and at comforting their significant other. when out in public, or whenever you're feeling overwhelmed, they would crouch down to hold both your hands in comfort, rubbing circles on the back of your hand soothingly.

kyotani kentaro :: more like physical attack jk bro calms down when he's around you. secretly loves throwing you over his shoulder because another love language of his is playfighting. ironically, he loves being the little spoon when you cuddle and that's because he loves feeling your body press on his softly. but when he accidentally goes too hard on you, he'd scramble to his knees, mumbling apologies, to just press his face on your stomach. he loves it. would literally die for it.

꒰ྀི১ ໒꒱ིྀ additionally! they love it when you do that hair thing to them—that thing where you would place your hand behind his neck, rub up and down and scratch up his hair or tussle with it gently. that's one of their very sweet spots and you can't tell me otherwise.