#rokudo

Rokudo Mukuro being wholesome

↠ Rokudo Mukuro is illiterate. He grew up in an institution and was experimented on. Reading and writing wasn’t that important and he never had time to learn even after massacring Estraneo because they were on the run from Vindice.

↠ Because of this, Chrome is the one doing the paperwork for both of them. Tsuna soon caught up with this fact and realized that Mukuro spent most of life taking revenge and not having time to learn what a normal person would. And because Tsuna is a kind soul, he decided to teach Mukuro himself. (Reborn was so proud despite him whacking and insulting Tsuna along the way.)

↠ Mukuro was embarrassed, of course. But Tsuna made sure that no, he wasn’t stupid and no, he isn’t incapable and also no, Tsuna isn’t going to bully him. Tsuna very much understands being at the lowest compared to everyone else so he really wasn’t planning on bullying Mukuro. Reborn was though and Tsuna decided to kick him out. (Tsuna got punished but at least Mukuro was a tad more comfortable with the prospect of learning something he didn’t get a chance to learn.)

↠ It didn’t take long for him to learn how to read and write, Mukuro was a genius in his own way. Tsuna mourns the fact that Mukuro’s penmanship was a whole lot better than his own.

↠ The first book Mukuro read and finished was a manga because Tsuna had a tendency to babble about it during lessons. This intrigued Mukuro. Tsuna ended up lending him said manga. He didn’t see said manga ever again.

↠ Mukuro isn’t great with presents. He isn’t used to receiving them and he has no idea what to give others on their birthdays as well. He gave Tsuna a freshly caught fish (still with the knife on it and all) on the boy’s eighteenth birthday. (At that point, Tsuna had gotten too used to these kinds of things so he just accepted it. Up to this day, he still doesn’t understand which one was the gift but the fish was delicious and he still keeps the knife in a locked safe along with other valuable objects.)

↠ Rokudo Mukuro turned red the first time Chrome ever gave him a gift. Seeing this, everyone started spoiling him with little trinkets they found that reminded them of Mukuro (the most prominent one were pineapples: keychains, plushies, artwork, notebooks, as long as they had pineapples on them). He yelled and complained, threatened them to hell and beyond but no one really did stop. It became tradition by that point.

↠ Mukuro is a giant fashionista. The closet in his private room in Vongola’s private mansion in Italy is full and well-kept. All of the clothes are branded and expensive. This is mainly because when he was younger, he never really got to choose his clothes. They were the same boring white uniform worn by patients (livestock).

↠ Mukuro loves seeing Chrome with different hairstyles. When he finally got his body back, he decided to wear the same hairstyle as Chrome every Sunday, whether it be braids, twintails, or ponytails.

↠ He had been scouted before. The amount of modelling invitations in his email was enormous, along with acting ones. He actually has a fanclub. Mafiosi who are aware of his reputation as a dangerous demon who escaped Vindice multiple times all blanched when they found out about his little fanclub.

↠ Mukuro is aware that he’s handsome, he boasts about it. 

↠ Rokudo Mukuro creates mindscapes so he can sleep better. Most of the time, it would be endless fields. Sometimes, it would be in castles. There was a time when it was an amusement park even though he had no idea what an amusement park is.

↠ Mukuro had never been to an amusement park. When Tsuna found out, he made sure to have Mukuro’s nineteenth birthday in an amusement park. (Tsuna finally decided to use Vongola money and rented a whole amusement park for the day which made Reborn facepalm.) Even Hibari was pulled along; they fought on top of the ferris wheel.

↠ Rokudo Mukuro’s love for chocolates is notable. Tsuna had to get him a private dentist.

↠ Rokudo Mukuro never says it out loud but he’s forever grateful to Tsuna. Deep in his heart, he vowed to follow Tsuna until the very end.

I’m all good, I hope you’re too, thanks for the request !

Mukuro Rokudo

It has been two days since Mukuro came back from God knows where from a mission of his own after two weeks away. Two days and not a single touch, barely a kiss and a sweet word, even if you understood that the man needeed some time, space and sleep it was starting to get a bit frustrating.

Desperate times call for desperate mesures, you put on your tighest dress, the cherry lips balm that plumps your mouth perfectly then checked yourself with a sigh before leaving, he will not resist, for sure. And, here you went, with a determined step, all the courage you could gather under your arm to meet your ungrateful lover.

He was sitting on the middle of a burgundy sofa, arms sprawled on the backrest a tired smile on his lips, Tsuna sitting in front of him pieces of papers extended on the low table.

He watched you entered the room, a brow arched ever so slightly, he didn’t aknowledged you, not a single word your way, so you decided to bypass him, taking the time to bend in front of his face as you greeted the unwanted guest, italian style of course, with two noisy kisses on the cheeks.

The bastard kept a satisfying smile on his porcelain face, but still no attention directed toward you, you didn’t notice but at that exact moment, flame of revenge started to consume his devilish eyes.

Serious talk was over and you sat down with the men for a coffee, walking around the couch several time to gave them a cup, grazing your lover's knees carefully with your thigh when you did so.  To his unpleasant surprise you took place next to the Boss, smiling brightly to him and laughing a bit louder than usual at his stories.

But Mukuro didn’t budge, even with the jealousy tickling his guts, nor even with the way you lick your lips at each sip, or how you put that piece of black chocolate on your tongue to swallow it with a soundly ‘hmm’ of pleasure and big not-so-innocent eyes on him every, single, time.

So, that was the game you wanted to play, hn? Brace yourself, because you’re definitely not ready for what was going to come.

The man passed slender long fingers on his collarbone, your favorite spot, his hand slowly drawing circles under the few buttons opened of his shirt, your gaze crossed his and it was only what he needed to unleash his powerful illusions on you.

It was hard to look away from those two colors hues as you began to feel his lingering touch on your skin each time his fingers brush against a part of his body, goosebump spreading from your nape to your toes.

It took all of your strenght to tear off your eyes from that devil roguish smirk, and it was even more difficult to focus on Tsuna’s words as you tried to keep a polite smile on your face while your body heat was increasing at the speed of light.

Mukuro on the other hand couldn’t be more pleased by the whole situation, sure, he was the one who was wrong in the first place by neglecting you, but your behaviour deserved to be punished and you should have known there was no war he agreed to lost without a fight.

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