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You hated it. You hated how his fingers ghosted across the parts of yourself that you found the hardest to look at. You hated that he spent so much time focusing on them. Palms running up your sides and back down your tummy, pressing kisses under your belly button and up your sternum.

"You're thinking to much." he mumbled into your chest, his thumbs coming up to brush over your nipple.

"I can't help it." You threw a hand over your face.

"Stop thinking and just feel then. Feel what you do to me." he ground his crotch against your thigh, causing you to gasp. "Don't know how you can hate any part of yourself."

Souya unlocked the door and sung it open, expecting you to be sitting in the living room, watching TV, but all he could hear was the faint music from down the hall. He placed his bag on the floor and made his way towards the sound coming from the bathroom.

Peeking through the crack in the door, he spotted you, hair wrapped in a towel, doing your makeup, hips swaying to the music just slightly while you concentrated on your eyeliner. He pushed the door open, catching your eyes in the mirror, "Oh! Hi baby. I didn't know you were home so early?"

"Yeah, Nahoya said he would close up tonight. What are you doing?" Souya let his eyes roam your body. He noticed you were wearing his t-shit, a little long for you, falling just above where your ass met the back of your thighs. He also noticed you were not wearing underwear. A low growl rumbled in his chest.

"Souya?" you glanced at him from the mirror, seeing that he wasn't looking at your face. A slight blush across his cheeks. You finished your second eye with a flick of your wrist and placed the liner on the counter. Turning around you reached towards your boyfriend, "Something wrong?" you asked innocently.

Souya traced his fingers lightly up your thighs and your hips, turning his hands to lift his shirt off your body and brush his fingertips along your ribs, tickling you lightly. "Nothings wrong." His permanent scowl softened a little, "Just wasn't expecting to come home and eat so quickly." his eyes shone with a mischievous look in them while he quickly lifted you to sit on the counter.

Mikey - 5'3

Mikey has always been the short one. He is shorter then his brother and his friends. He loves the way you fit in his arms and against him. He loves that he can rest his chin on top of your head. You make him feel like a big man in both personality and size. He loves feeling like your protector. He also loves having someone to pick on and tease a little about their size finally, in a loving way of course. He will most definitely pat your head. He thinks your little pout is the cutest thing he's ever seen though. He'll cheer you up though but pulling you into his arms, holding the sides of your face and peppering it with kisses until you smile again.

Chifuyu - 5'6

Chifuyu - Chifuyu never understood how you couldn't see yourself the way he sees you, but he would never judge you for it. Constantly reassuring you. He knows its just your personality. He wont let it hold you back though. He will always have your back and wont push you out of your comfort zone. He might gently nudge you toward the edges, but he wont outright push you into anything you do not want to do. He is also really good at reading your mood. If he can see you getting overwhelmed and uneasy, he is quick to get you out of whatever situation you are in and somewhere more comfortable.

Ran - Ran knows he is intimidating, so he thought it was his personality and size that caused you to be more introverted around him. It wasn't until after you were actually together, a feat on it own because of your shyness, that he realized it's just how you are. He adores you for it. He thinks the way you bury yourself into his chest or his side is just the cutest thing. It makes him feel like he is protecting you. Maybe its because he's always been the big brother, or the protector, but it makes him feel needed and wanted. His size and personality is also very good at keeping unwanted people away. No one will dare to come near you even if hes not around, or the wrath of the eldest Haitani will be on them.

Mikey - Mikey has 2 personalities. When he is with his gang and his friends, he is larger then life and charismatic. He can hold the attention of everyone in the room and never shy away, but outside of that, when its just the two of you, he is completely different. He knows you are shy, quiet and introverted, and he needs that in his life. He loves to hide away with you in your shared space. Mikey would want to help you out of your shell a little bit, only because he knows he wont always be around 100%, so he does try to teach you how to fight a little, thinking that will help. It usually ends with a fit of giggles and him trying to be annoyed, but he can't help but giggle with you.

Draken always knew having 3 daughters would be a handful. He was blessed with 2 little angels. The oldest and the youngest always seemed to have stars in their eyes when they looked up at their dad. He adored all of his kids, he really did, but the middle daughter, he swore the Sano genes ran deep in her blood. Eyes like her uncle and an attitude to match. Draken felt cursed. Even more so when he decided to adopt a pet for his girls. A small cat to help keep them occupied. Less work then the dog he wanted, but enough to maybe teach them some responsibility. Naturally, he had to buy the cat from Chifuyu's shop. He had heard Kazutora was out of jail and Chifuyu had given him a job and a chance. He pushed open the door to the pet shop. Chifuyu heard the bell ring and came from the back room, greeting Draken and the girls. Kazutora walked from an aisle gaining the attention of the middle Ryugiji girl who walked over and looked up at him, asking how he made his hair like that, causing Kazutora to chuckle and smile at the small girl. Draken’s eyes met Kazutoras, a nervousness flashed in them before he could blink it away. Seeing her father, the middle girl stomped over and kicked him in the shin, chastising him for “looking at her new friend like a jerk”

Draken always knew having 3 daughters would be a handful. He was blessed with 2 little angels. The oldest and the youngest always seemed to have stars in their eyes when they looked up at their dad. He adored all of his kids, he really did, but the middle daughter, he swore the Sano genes ran deep in her blood. Eyes like her uncle and an attitude to match. Draken felt cursed. Even more so when he decided to adopt a pet for his girls. A small cat to help keep them occupied. Less work then the dog he wanted, but enough to maybe teach them some responsibility. Naturally, he had to buy the cat from Chifuyu and Kazutoras shop. He had heard Kazutora was out of jail and Chifuyu had given him a job and a chance. He pushed open the door to the pet shop. Chifuyu heard the bell ring and came from the back room, greeting Draken and the girls. Kazutora walked from an aisle gaining the attention of the middle Ryugiji girl who walked over and looked up at him, asking how he made his hair like that, causing Kazutora to laugh and smile at the small girl. Draken’s eyes met Kazutoras, a nervousness flashed in them before he could blink it away. Seeing her father, the middle girl stomped over and kicked him in the shin, chastising him for “looking at her new friend like a jerk”