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fluff(?), highly suggestive on sugaâs & meianâs + possessive? markings on sugaâs + jealous bbys are always so cute + also youâre rad, he canât help it ;-) !
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he trusts you of course, explicitly. but once jealousy rears its ugly head, he canât help it. heâs yours, thereâs no doubt about that. he just wants to make sure everyone knows your his.
KUROO TETSURĹâ
the type whose smirk holds no mercy and has 101% bite
itâs so very rare for you to come to company dinners, only because his goofy personality is switched over to a sharper version of your fiancĂŠ when heâs at work. at work, kurooâs charm is ruthless and enticing, made of cleanly sharp blades and clever posterity.
so when you agree to come to tonightâs dinner, you wanted to dress your best. in head to toe, you took your time so you donât embarrass him or yourself. kuroo commands a certain respect and you want to be thought of as the best match for him as you stand beside him, no matter how childish that seems. so with that in mind, you were tensed as you kept checking yourself on the floor-length mirror by the entrance to your home as your fiancĂŠ finished, making sure heâs got his keys and wallet, noticing your intense criticising eyes and wandering hands, flattening your outfit and checking and re-checking your hair.
he slips a hand across your waist and plants a sweet kiss to the side of your neck, his favourite spot. âyou look absolutely delicious. nothing to worry about, kitten.â you smiled at his comfort and set off. and he was right, you had nothing to worry about. his colleagues, higher ups, and even juniors absolutely adored you. they made jokes, talked about your fiancĂŠ, and floated alcohol with you. you had enjoyed the night and the attention, relieved that you were well liked and looked at your lover with a proud, maybe slightly tipsy smile.
but you know him well, despite the smile on his face. you notice something wrong and your breezy, tipsy smile drops into a pout. so you excused yourself in between the little group that had formed around you and leaning against the bar beside your boyfriend, gripping his button up shirt with your fingers. he had already pulled back his sleeves to his elbows, nursing a scotch.
âbaby, whatâs wrong?â you ask, watching as he puts the glass to his lips and takes a sip.
ânothing, just feeling a little bit lonely.â he smiles. âi told you they were going to like you. but now iâm a little jealous of everyone getting your attention.â
âwhatâs with that?â despite your words, your smile beamed wildly. as soon as he saw it, he cackled out a laugh.
âdid that make you happy?â
âyou know i only want their attention for you.â you take his hand and move to his personal space, snuggling close and inhaling the familiar scent of home. âyour attention is more important than anyone elseâs.â
he smirks, adoring your words as he pulls you into a tighter hug, resting his head on the side of your head in an appearance of sweetness. you donât see the harsh look he gives out to everyone else watching you, the wave of warning coming off of him in waves as he stares at each and everyone of them down whilst pressing a possessive kiss to your shoulder.
TSUKISHIMA KEIâ
he tries to be subtle about it, but the energy of annoyance waves off of him like pollution
you were meeting his older brother, akiteru-san, for the first time. a man your boyfriend adored and looked up to, despite his eye-rolls and snarky comments. the set up is relatively chill, just a dinner and then maybe coffee.
what neither of you werenât expecting is how much you and akiteru hit it off super fast. he absolutely adored the fact that his baby brother has someone, especially for who he deems to be the most adorable new baby sister to have. heâs an utter gentleman, making jokes and teasing his brother all day. you both find hobbies you shared, movies you both liked, and just hit it off so much that neither of you noticed how quiet your boyfriend had been, sighing and scoffing ever so slightly, especially towards the end.
when akiteru excused himself to go to the bathroom whilst at the coffee shop, you were in line to order when kei finally says something. you had been ignoring his obvious bad mood, only because you didnât want to unravel something like that in public. plus, it was easier when he lets everything out himself.
âthis is why i didnât want you two to meet.â
you turned to him so fast, you thought you mightâve gotten whiplashed. âwhat? why? i thought everything was going so well, donât you think he likes me?â
his frown sharpens. âdoes him liking you that important? i didnât realise you were dating him. should i have gotten the hint when you both couldnât stop talking about that damn movie?â
your eyes narrowed, fighting back a snicker. âi watched that movie with you, and you said you enjoyed it.â
âthatâs not the point and you know it.â
âi know you being jealous is the point, but itâs so ridiculous, i want to laugh.â
âlaugh? laugh?â
you couldnât help it, you giggled as his entire face slackens at you in disbelief. âheâs your brother, babe. i think thereâs a rule somewhere saying you shouldnât date your exâs brother somewhere.â
âshouldnât is different from being unable to, period.â
you pull him closer to you, making him stumble a little as you enclosed your arms around him entirely. âkei darling, tell me what this is about. really?â
he exhales roughly, closing his eyes. he really hates how much control you have over him. a little sweetened tone, a soft touch, and unmarred gaze that seems to only see himâ and heâs unraveled. bending over backwards. you could ask him to murder everyone in this coffee shop and heâd do it without blinking. he was utter putty in your hand, and he canât even be mad about it.
he wounds his arms around you and meets your gaze. âyouâre his type, you know.â
âoh.â you blinked. âbut youâre mine.â
see? words like that and heâs nothing but a mortal utterly reverent to an angel.
SUGAWARA KĹSHIâ
his jealousy is all nice smiles and crinkled eyes. inside is a different story. . .
you were very oblivious to the fact that one of the other teachers in sugaâs school is enamoured with you. it was nothing more than a little crush full of sneaky glances and two minute conversations, but it was starting to get sugawara irritated.
not because he couldnât trust either of you; he knows his colleague wouldnât do shit, and you adore no one but him. so at most, he keeps it inside, at bay. . . until his colleague laughs so obnoxiously at a joke you told. it wasnât that you werenât funny or that your joke wasnât either, but he just had the audacity to tap you on the arm and say, âyour funny, y/n-san.â
even you raised your eyebrows a little, never been on the receiving end of such an awkward reaction before.
but that snaps sugaâs patience.
if even you were starting to notice and feel weird about it, then why shouldnât he make sure you were comfortably well marked and force himâ and anyone else â to back the fuck off? you could handle yourself if it really counted, but he wanted to make sure they never even came for you to handle them.
he was, after all, your white knight.
so the next day, despite trying to cover them up as normally as possible without looking totally covered and suspicious to law enforcement, the random hickies placed so strategically around your bodyâ peeking from your neck, the bottom of your ear, and even a peek of constellations from your thighs â you bring in sugaâs lunch that day and absolutely no one could mistake who was able to make you blush that hard despite the most angelic smile plastered all across his face.
he takes the lunch you prepared with a pressed kiss to your forehead, âthank you, sweetheart. iâm so lucky to have you.â
MEIAN SHUGĹâ
almost like suga, meianâs jealousy is hidden under grins and lazy gazes
honestly speaking, meian didnât think he was going to be this jealous when you introduce him to your childhood friends for a camping trip, two of which were guys, and one who seems to be your closest friend. part of a lot of your stories as someone you had feel the closest with, have been through a lot with, and generally took care of each other through thick and thin.
he was honestly so fine with everything, adoring how carefree and relaxed you had gotten being surrounded by people you know and care about, and all who care about you.
his jealousy comes in little bits first; sneaking in soft, innocent kisses to your head, your hand; more handholding too, flipping your hands together so he can kiss the back of your hand; his hand on the sweet spot of your back; stressing out the most honeyed endearmentsâ angel, darling, sweetheart, and my love in different sentences and spaces.
all day, heâs been doing this. it comes to a catalyst when he offers his lap to you after the bonfire has been tended for sâmores has been lit up and he throws you a smirk. âyour seatâs ready and all warmed up.â
boos and shrieks had come out of that simple statement, as you turned into a tomato, thankful for the flickering firelight. you slap his thigh, giving him a glare as you sat just next to him. that doesnât stop him from reaching you with his arm and nestling you close. as you raised your eyebrows, he simply says, âyou know you get cold easily.â
âah,â one of your girl friends says, a teasing lilt to her tone. âour y/n is so loved.â
your guy friend snorts. âyou guys better keep it down. our tents are too near each other.â
âshut up,â you snarled.
as soon as you both do settle into the tent, he cuddles you, twining his legs and arms against yours. âiâm sorry for getting jealous all day. didnât think i was going too. i even surprised myself. i know i have nothing to be jealous about, iâm just being stupid.â
âitâs not stupid,â you say, taking his hand and giving it a kiss. âi probably wouldâve been worse. apart from the lap thing, they werenât all bad. being called angel all day is pretty amazing.â
âworse, huh?â he turns you around, hitching his leg over your waist to bring your hips closer as you muffled a surprised squeak. he wiggled his eyebrows, smirking. âcare to share, angel?â
âwe are not going to be exhibitionists, sir.â
he half growls at the title. âpaint me a picture, angel. iâll swallow all your sounds when it comes down to it. but even you said you donât think my jealousy is stupid, so why donât we give them something to imagine?â
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