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π£². πββ married life with itoshi sae!
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€β tags. ββ fluff, malewife!itoshi sae x reader, married au, sae-has-never-touched-a-single-soccer-ball-in-his-entire-life au, a little ooc sae(?)
π². part one β‘Μ
people love to say Itoshi Sae is cold, distant, unreachable.
others said he was too serious. well, they are technically rightβwhich is why he married you, correct? even though they meant it as a flaw, that same seriousness is what made him commit to you so completely.
but todayβs a different kind of seriousβsince he's super worried of you!
today, that seriousness shows in the way he checks the clocks every few minutes before you land, pacing the kitchen like staying still might make time move slower. it shows in the way he pretends he wasnβt waiting by the door when you finally dragged your luggage inside at two in the morning, exhaustion written into every inch of your body. it shows in the way he didnβt say muchβjust took your bag from your hand and pressed a quiet kiss to your temple like he was afraid you might break.
you missed him more than youβll ever admit. your body aches from that fifteen-hour flight from madrid, hours spent staring at the seat in front of you, bored out of your mind with no wifi and nothing to distract you from how badly you wanted to be home. and the moment you returned home, Sae only scolded you because he saw the dark eyebags on your face and the fact he knows you overworked yourself. but still, he helps you unpack, taking the weight off your shoulders even while lecturing you. mid-scolding, you ignore him entirely and just crash onto the couch.
Sae just sighs. he then carries you to bed like you weigh nothing, though his seps slow just a littleβcareful, steady, as if the slightest movement might wake you. he tuck you under the blanket, smooths your hair away from your forehead, and watches you breathe for a moment longer than he intends to.
βhow could you be so careless of your own health.β he sighs under his breath before pulling up the blanket and joining you in bed. he notices the way your lashes tremble when you dream, and the fact that you still smell faintly like airplane cabin air and coffee. you look worn outβdeeply, bone-deep tired in a way that makes his chest ache.
you mumble his name in you sleep, voice small, barely audible.
β... i'm here,β he whispers, even though you can't hear him while being asleep.
he leaves the room only to return moments later with a warm towel, gently wiping your face, your hands, the back of your neckβanything that might make you more comfortable. He knows you hate sleeping after travelling without showering, but you were too tired to move.
when he finishes, he sits beside you, his hand resting on the blanket over your waist. he doesnβt lie down yet. he just watches.
because he missed you tooβmore than he will ever say out loud.
02:55 AM ββββ β§
when you finally stir awake, the room is dark, save for the dim lamp he left on for you. Sae is still there, leaning back against the headboard, scrolling quietly on his phone with his free hand, the other still on you like a tether.
ββ¦ you stayed awake?β
he looks down at you, expression unreadable, but his thumb moves in a slow circle.
βyou looked tired. I didnβt want you to wake up alone.β
you blink sleepily. βyou couldβve just held me.β
βI was going to,β he says softly. βbut you looked peaceful. I didnβt want to disturb you.β
You reach up, grabbing the collar of his shirt, a silent request. He understands instantly.
He shifts down beside you, his arm sliding around your waist, pulling you into him until your forehead rests against his chest. you sighβnot dramatically, but with that quiet relief only someone you trust can bring out of you. his hand rubs slow circles on your back again, steady, reassuring.
βI missed you,β you whisper. his breath stills for a moment.
β... I know, I missed you too.β you then laugh softly at his response. βyou didn't say it earlier.β βyou we're literally asleep.β Sae exhales, half-annoyed, half-fond. his fingers then slips beneath the hem of your shirt to trace slow, warm lines along your spine.
βfine,β he murmurs. βIβll say it again when youβre fully awake.β
you open your mouth to argue, but he pulls you closer, tucking your head under his chin, legs tangling with yours like heβs afraid youβll slip out of his arms.
βyouβre exhausted,β he whispers. βsleep. Iβll be here.β βand tomorrow?β you murmur.
His lips brush your forehead. The hold around you tightens.
βtomorrow,β he says, voice low, βiβm not letting you lift a finger. Iβll take care of everything. you just rest.β
you smile against his chest. oh, your sweetest, dearest, malewifeββ
βdon't even try to think about that.β Sae says one more time before pulling you into his arms tighter, then fell asleep. how'd he even read your mind?!
eventually, you fall asleep in his arms.
the feeling of being back home.
09:34 AM ββββ β§
not harsh sunlightβSae closed the blinds halfway, just enough for soft warmth to spill across the sheets. the room smells faintly like clean cotton, miso, andβ¦ spice? you blink lazily, reaching across the bed.
your hand lands on cold sheets.
for a split second, disappointment stingsβsleep has a way of making you dramatic. but then you hear it: the faint clink of chopsticks against a ceramic bowl, a quiet simmer from the stove, the gentle hum of the kitchen vent.
you slept way longer than you meant to.
you drag yourself out of bed, still wrapped in a blanket, feet padding softly across the floor. you find him in the kitchen wearing a simple tee, sweatpants, andβof courseβan apron tied perfectly at the small of his back. His hair is messily brushed back, still slightly damp from a second shower.
he doesnβt turn around when you enter. it is as if he has a third eye.
βI told you to rest,β he says, as if he heard your footsteps from the hallway. βgo back to bed.β
you stare at him, groggy and confused. βitβs almost ten.β
βthatβs early for someone who flew halfway across the world yesterday.β
you shuffle closer, blanket trailing behind like a cape. βwhatβre you making?β
the answer is deadpan, but the corner of his mouth twitches. he plates grilled salmon with a precision that makes it look plated by a hotel chef, adds rice with perfect shape, miso soup steaming beside it, and a small dish of cut fruit he pretends he definitely did not slice into cute shapes for you.
you sat down on the chair and began eating the food, before you commented something ridiculous. βbitch, this chicken is cold!" you looked up to glare at Sae only to look up and see an irritated face that was scowling at you. βit's not even chicken. too bad that you're silly reference can't work on today's breakfast.β he then pinched your cheeks. βow- ow! you're pinching too hard!β evetually, his stubborn ass let go. βno swearing.β he pinches a little harder one more time before letting your poor red cheek go.
you rubbed your cheek dramatically, pouting at him like heβd just committed a war crime.
Sae only raised an eyebrow, totally unbothered, sliding into the chair across from you with that same I-love-you-but-I-wonβt-say-it look he always wore in the mornings.
βyouβre impossible,β you muttered, stabbing your fork into the definitely-not-chicken breakfast.
βand youβre loud even when you've just woken up. it's still nine am.β he shot back, calmly reaching for his mug of coffee. βwhy are you swearing when your energy is obviously... depleted?β the morning sun was way too bright for the kind of nonsense Sae was pulling this early.
βIβm swearing because itβs nine,β you grumbled, rubbing your assaulted cheek. βany sane person is allowed to swear at nine.β
Sae sat back down like a judge about to deliver a sentence. βit's still morning.β
βit's practically noon.β
βit is literally not.β
you jabbed your fork in his direction. βyou donβt get to speak after committing cheek-pinching violence.β
he reached over and calmly pushed your fork down. βyouβll live.β
you pouted at him, leaning back in your chair. βyou're lucky you're cute.β Sae didn't smileβof course he didn'tβbut his ears did the tiniest twitch, which you caught. βstop talking and eat,β he said, pretending nothing happened. βwe're leaving in twenty minutes.β
βgrocery shopping, huh? you really are like a wiβββ βshut up and eat.β he quickly shuts you up by shoving a spoonful of food into your mouth. βi'm gonna choke if you do that again! you're insane.β βyou're making me insane.β
βbut Sae, it's nine.β βexactly. peak grocery hours are coming. we need to beat the crowd.β you sighed, slumping over the table. βwhy? i'm soooo tired. and you're crazy. it's so early in the morning...β
he stood, circled behind your chair, and without warning, slid his arms around your shoulders againβthis time slower, lazier, his morning voice still rough.
βyou're lucky,β he murmured against your ear, βI love you enough to take you grocery shopping at nine instead of leaving you here to swear at the furniture to cure your boredom.β
you tried not to melt. failed spectacularly.
β... Sae,β you whispered, a little flustered. βthis is emotional manipulation.β he kissed the top of your head either to tease you or he's just being super duper affectionate since you just came home after a long business trip. βand?β
you smacked his arm lightly. βAND,β you declared, your face heating up a little. βyou're banned from being hot at nine in the morning. oh no... the alpha effect is coming. how dare you release your omega pheromones.β
he just scoffs, not up with your bullshit. βthat's your problem, not mine. and stop with the alpha-omega thing.β
then he surprise pinches your cheek againβa little bit gentler this time, but you still yelped.
βyou're the worst.β you groaned. βand yet you're married to me.β he finally allowed himself the tiniest smirk. βand i'm your worst. lets go.β
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a/n: gonna have multiple parts... jasyjashsasjkas this is gonna be very long yall. i took a lot of time designing more than writing itself, so i can't guarantee ts first part is gon be good... sorryryryryry. ill make the next part when i get the time! angst rin ideas will soon be released ig.
