#samabbu

Give me a ship and I’ll tell you:

Who cooks: I think they'd cook together, actually. And they would definitely burn a lot of dishes because of distracting one another.

Who does the laundry and other chores: Tom would do the majority of the chores but Samaru does the cleaning.

How many children do they have: ...............One. No. Shit. Zero. Samaru doesn't want kids but I can see them babysitting a lot for friends.

Who’s more dominate: Samaru outside of the bedroom but Tom inside, or wherever they decide to fuck.

Favorite nonsexual activity: Mario Kart which always leads into play-fighting/wrestling.

Their favorite place to be together: The couch.

Any traditions: They would probably find a lot of stupid shit to celebrate, that would become their thing. Other than that, they don't hold many traditions since they aren't family orientated people.

Their “song”: Just wait, I'll find one.

What they do for each other on holidays: They go all out on holidays!!!! Samaru dresses up for it and gets Tom themed clothing to wear while Tom would be more material and also sentimental.

Where did they go for their honeymoon: Hawaii

Where did they first meet: In a bar, we've gone over this.

Any pets: THREE CATS, including demon!Toshi

What do they fight over: Everything and nothing. They bicker over stupid things just to argue and tease one another. If they were to get in a big argument, it is definitely because Samaru isn't open enough with Tom. But they argue over small things like who would be the better villain and what tv show is better, that sort of thing.

     It was the strangest situation Shizuo had ever been in. One of Shizuo and Samaru's mutual friend's had needed someone to pet-sit her dog for the weekend and Samaru, being the nice guy that he was, had agreed to watch the dog against Shizuo's better judgement.

     At first, everything had been fine. The dog was a beagle with white fur and black and brown spots and its wet nose had sniffed at Shizuo's hand through the door of its kennel. But then Samaru had decided to open up the door and let the dog run around... And that's when things got ugly.

     The dog had turned into a ferocious beast and had immediately aimed for Shizuo's leg, latching on and practically trying to chew through his pants to get to the flesh beneath.

     In a panic, the couple had headed for the nearest safe place... Which was how Shizuo now found himself crouched on the kitchen counter while Samaru sat on top of the breakfast table. They were both out of reach of the dog who was currently growling up at Samaru from his position on the floor.

6: Fingers Kiss

; this was certainly was going to lead to the same place it almost always did and Masaomi didn’t have a single problem with that. He wasn’t sure what was going on with him and Samaru but he figured that there was no point in trying to define or make something out of it that wasn’t there. They enjoyed each others company. He figured that was enough.

; when Samaru had dipped his finger into his glass of liquor Masaomi didn't even think before grasping his wrist softly and winking at Samaru with a casually tossed out:

           ----I can get that for you.

; now he licked the liquid off of the pad of the man's finger and followed it with a soft kiss. That done, he moved to each of his other fingers while his thumb made slow circles on his palm. He watched Samaru with shaded eyes, before releasing his hand. His voice had dropped low when he spoke again.

     The sun was warm as Shizuo relaxed on the beach. He had a cigarette in between two fingers while his free hand rested on the warm sand. With a content sigh, Shizuo closed his eyes and breathed in the smell of the salted water... And then something brushed across his face. Frowning, Shizuo lifted his hand to wipe at his face, but whatever it was that was flicking across his face did not stop. His eyebrows furrowed and he sat upright, eyes opening to see what the hell was ruining his perfect moment...

     The dream faded away and Shizuo moaned softly. Cracking his lids open, he saw that the sun was already shining into the bedroom, filtering through the half-closed curtains. Samaru had forgotten to close them again... Sighing, Shizuo closed his eyes once more, raising his arm to cover his eyes... But something soft flicked over his arm, tickling his cheek on the way, and he frowned. What was that? He tried to ignore it, but whatever had touched him flicked across his face again, tickling his nose. Shizuo pushed himself upright, fighting a sneeze as he turned to look at Samaru.

     He was sleeping peacefully, dark lashes brushing across tanned cheekbones. A few strands of hair fell across his closed eyes and a sleepy smile curved Shizuo's lips. Dammit, he loved Samaru like this with his face softened in sleep and his dark cat-like ears relaxed...

     Wait, what? Shizuo's golden eyes widened as the cobwebs of sleep were brushed away from his mind. His lips parted, shock causing his body to tense... And then something soft wrapped around his wrist and Shizuo glanced downward to see... A tail?! It was dark and silky and had curled around Shizuo's wrist. Not daring to breath, Shizuo followed the path of the tail and a jolt shook his body when he realized that the tail was attached to Samaru.

/salivates

Don't get drool all over it