Sweet.
yamada saburo x sweet, gn! reader
short fluff
note: my writing is getting rusty...
“Saburo…” You carefully peeked from behind as he sat on his chair while typing in his computer. “Hey, Saburo…” Your goal was to be careful because you didn’t want to disturb him although knowing what you were doing could already be disturbing to him.
Knowing the consequences of your actions, you still opted to rest your chin on his shoulder. “Hey, I’m pretty busy right now.” Saburo spoke.
“I know, but shouldn’t you take a break?” You replied, and knowing well that he would say no, you added a few words. “You’ve been working for five hours. You’ll ruin your eyesight and I can hear you tiredly sigh every now and then, you know?” By the end of your sentence you had sighed. Will he give in?
“But,” Of course he won’t immediately give in. “I have to do this for my brothers… I want to help them out.”
“You’re so sweet.” You kissed his cheek. “That’s great but you should also rest. Your help would be big, I’m sure of it, but your brothers would rather have you stay healthy first.”
“But—“
“No more ‘buts’! Come on!” In an instant, you were already pulling him by his hands and leading him to his bed. After small banters you had finally managed to make him lay down and relax while you had wrapped your arms around his body, his head resting at the crook of your neck — he isn’t really that flustered anymore, after all, you’ve been together for five months and these kinds of visits and interactions have become normal for the both of you.
One of your hands eventually made its way to his hair, gently playing with his strands. You knew he was still awake, you knew something had been bothering him. And without him telling you what it was, you tou already knew.
“You’ll do great in the battle.”
“What?” He had asked with slight surprise, his head not anymore buried in your neck but pulled back to stare at you.
“You’ll do awesome.” You reassured, yet he still looked unsure of himself. “I don’t… really know for sure, Y/N…”
“This is about your dad, is it?” He hesitantly nodded, he did tell you about that. “I know you’ll do great and you’re not alone, Saburo. You have Ichiro-san and Jiro-san. Not to mention,” You chuckled and held a proud look on your face that instantly made Saburo roll his eyes. “You have me!” At the end of your sentence, you had started laughing proudly, followed by his own laugh before it all died down as you held each other close.
“I promise you, it’ll be okay. And even if Buster Bros!!! ended up losing,” You placed a kiss upon his lips. “I will still and always support you three. Mostly you!!” You peppered his face with kisses everywhere while he started squirming in your hold, eventually making you stop as your positions exchanged with your face now pressed against his chest — giggling, still.
At the end of your giggle fit, you looked up and grinned at him, “I believe in you, Sabu-chan!”
He blushed at the nickname, but him being him, he just hugged you so you wouldn’t be able to see the redness of his cheeks. He closed his eyes as he leaned at the crown of your head.
“Thanks.”
