A Sweet Thing Called Love

cherry

pairing: good boy!heeseung/bad girl!reader

genre: rich kid au, 80s au, smut with fluff and plot

warnings: dom!reader, sub!heeseung, smoking (cigarettes), alcohol consumption, prep school is mentioned but reader and heeseung are both of age, very brief mention of vomit, oral sex (m. and f. receiving), loss of virginity, there is some secondhand embarrassment in this but i swear it’s cute, reader calls hee “baby” literally all the time, the rest of enhypen are in this (and so are K and EJ from iland lmao)

word count: 15k

a/n: this is the longest fic i’ve ever written 😵‍💫 i also made a playlist to listen to while i wrote this so here it is if you want to listen while you read

masterlist here

You’d always felt the urge to destroy perfect things.

When you were five years old, you smashed your fist into your perfectly-decorated birthday cake. In elementary school, you ran your bike through the pristine flowerbed in front of your parent’s church. Three summers ago you used sewing scissors to cut off your hair simply because the pastor of that church told you it looked pretty. 

Nothing was meant to be perfect, including people, though the residents of your town seemed to disagree. They loved to play pretend, to brag to each other about their new boats and cars, their son’s acceptance to Yale, or their daughter’s to Harvard. They loved to bask in the abundance of their wealth during the day, and then drink themselves to death at night. The most miserable people have the prettiest lives. 

So you took it upon yourself to let the true colors of everybody else shine through you. Sure, you were an absolute mess, but at least you were an authentic one.

And you were determined to find a perfect boy and turn him into a mess for you. Your most ambitious project to date.

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happy thursday everyone

In love with this man is a statement.

back with the jean posts for you guys

with a Zenin Maki fem! reader // baji + chifuyu + hakkai

request — Hiii I saw your requests are open, so can I request a maki zenin reader x Baji, Chifuyu, and Hakkai. I love your work by the way.❤️ But make it maki zenin after the Shibuya incident arc. She has scars all over her body, face, and arms and hair is short.

genre — headcanons, fluff???

warnings — mention of scars (fight and fire)

A. N — reader is in Toman

¡! Baji Keisuke ¡!

he remembered you different, less intimidating than now

that doesn't mean you weren't intimidating before, but not in this level

he thinks your scars are veeeryyy cool

will ask you what happened to you in private

lots of training together

amazed by the strength you've gained

will do those work outs challenges with you but fails half way through

starts to be very careful with fire since your scars are from that and doesn't want to be disrespectful in any way

¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡!

¡! Matsuno Chifuyu ¡!

helps you with bandages and gives you the best ointment in the world

genuinely worried for you physical AND mental health

you were a whole different person before and now you are all wounded

you have a Chifuyu by your side so forget about getting conscious of your scars

will praise you even more, if you were already badass before now you are like a godess to him

he cheers you in training, and sometimes does it with you, he ends up very tired tho

likes to be with you in gyms, everyone looks at you two

👏🏼im👏🏼pre👏🏼ssed👏🏼

¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡!

like how are you able to hit so hard

compares your strength to Taiju's (you win)

is amazed by your ability to handle weapons

super shy because you are a woman

¡! Shiba Hakkai ¡!

talks with you very ocassionally

one time hee touched one of your biceps and you could sware he almost fainted

curious about your work out routine and will be in the challenges you are in but will never tell you

likes to go to fights with you because you always win

gives you tips for treating your wounds, personal experience

you once fought Taiju and his face was like :O the whole time (like in that pannel where Yuzuha confesses her feelings towards Take), you won 💅🏼

With Gojo Satoru's! younger sister reader // mitsuya + hakkai + baji x fem! reader

request: Hello!! Since ur requests are open, may I request the Toman boys (you can pick who you want to write for) dating headcanons where the reader is Gojo Saturo’s younger sister and who is also a sorcerer?

genre: not fluff but yeah

warnings: curse words, platonic, you know mikey since kids and introduced you to Toman captains, gender only specified in Hakkai's part!, you are a mini fem gojo hehe, not proofread

A.N: yoaimo 💠👄💠 I love jjk so much, this is me trying to pretend I am an entp. Likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated, reposts are not allowed!

Mitsuya Takashi:

he is amazed by the way you look.

he thought he was a bit extravagant with his purple eyes and hair, and his eyebrows but you where on a different level. blue eyes, with white hair, and it was all natural!

looks to you from afar, in his mind he is making outfits for you, and if you want to make them real.

first one to talk to you out of the whole gang

a sweetheart with everyone and you are no exception.

knowing your powers he definitely kept his distance. he once saw you fight with curses and went 😵 you make it seem so easy.

he asked you how it worked and you did told him the basics because he seemed like a very mature boy and thee fact that he could see curses.

¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡!

Shiba Hakkai:

its canon he freaks out around women, and when he saw you he almost fainted.

very attracted to you but still you had something that made him dizzy, your whole aura was on another level

didn't talk to you directly, you always heard things from him from others.

when he started talking to you he couldn't mantain eye contact, and usually it was only "mikey told me this...", "mikey wants to know if you could...", or simply nodding when you came around.

he saw you exorcise a curse by accident and his mind was going crazy. 'what the fuck was that???'

he once saw Satoru with you and just 🧍‍♂️

like there are 2 of you???, just one comes in a tall male

you are bff with Yuzuha because girl power 💅🏼

¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡! ¡!

Baji Keisuke:

interested, but acts like you are a normal person.

he knows you are not a regular person tho

he is impulsive like you, just he is a like animalistic and you are more charismatic, same shit but different form.

you embrace your chaotic side with him, going for a walk to burn things, adopt stray cats, usual things for Baji.

he asked if the rumors were true, and if you could demonstrate your powers. and so you did, blowing his mind and going 'keisuke.exe has stopped working'

he expected everything to be false and that you just intimidated a lot of people, thats why they said such things, but turns out it was real and that you truly were a sorcerer.

you explained to him the world of the sorcery and curses, didn't understand nothing but acted like he did.

enjoys your company and loves your personality

goes with you to your missions even if hd can't see curses and you hadn't asked him to go, wants to protect you aaww

hi if you make one for me i would appreciate it

your personality

loyal, introverted, calm, most of the time I'm always smiling, but never and really I'm a very depressed person I don't like to show my true feelings to others, sometimes I lock myself in my room for days, sometimes I'm very manipulative a little sadistic , I know what I want and I don't abandon anyone, quite stubborn, I'm like a tsudare, sarcastic, I try to solve problems in the conversation if I'm not afraid to succeed in the fight, sometimes I end up pushing people away because I'm afraid of disappointment, I don't let people come easily into my life, but who isn't, I always do everything to protect, enthralled, I hardly sleep

-What do you look like

my sign and libra, I'm 1.60 tall,

brown hair that goes over the shoulder, but I always leave it up, brown eyes, I almost always wear baggy clothes because my breasts are big and I'm embarrassed when they look at me, I'm also insecure because I have a lot of high mutilation scars, sometimes sometimes i'm a bit perverted

-what do you like

music, books, quiet places, animals, horror and action movies, drawing, sewing, macabre things

do not like

crowded places, people, monotonous things, leaving the house, doing unnecessary things that won't yield anything, talking

- what are you looking for in a relationship,

someone loyal patient, who I know will always be by my side, who is not afraid to say what he wants and what he wants, but also respects my space, who doesn't care about my sadistic side, and my silence

gender preference too

male, except taijo, baji, nayoha, i'm not comfortable with them

-and any facts about you think might work ♡

I'm very loyal, and would always be there to support and listen, he would always try to show my true feelings.

well i think it might have been a little confused i don't know how to spread it well if you want you don't need to do more if you have to😊

I match you with...

¡! Kawata Souya ¡!

Why?

You and Souya would be a complimentary duo, whenever you feel down he would comfort you and viceversa, he loves you in every possible way no matter your mood. Your relationship would be based around intimacy and little, simple moments you both share.

general headcanons:

¡! SFW ¡!

you met at a Toman meeting, you were part of the 4th division and Nahoya was talking to you about being more present in fights and stop messing with your division's victory. Souya saw you very uncomfortable and decided to step in the conversation and give the message to you instead of his brother.

he then later started looking towards your way more often, noticing how you were normally pretending. it seemed like only him noticed your behaviour so he tried to reach you, but being an introvert himself was a challenge.

mikey knew about Souya's interest in you, he started ordering both of you little errands together.

it was super awkward at first because none of you knew what to say

Souya asked for his brother's advice but got nothing good from it.

just like Chifuyu's plan b, he opted for courage.

he tried to approach you little by little, it took him months to get your number but he wanted to know you better

dates would normally occur by accident, you meeting him at a random place and then he inviting you to go for a walk around the city.

after almost a year (10 months to be specific) he asked permission to be your boyfriend. he went to your house with a bouquet of daises, mostly white and the attempt of a smile (he looked very cute ^^)

to others, your relationship was slow, but to Souya it was perfect, he didn't want to push you and respected your limits all the time.

when you told him about your depression he didn't knew what to do, he just gave you the most loving and warm hug he could give, you both cried

he loves you the way you are, he wouldn't change a thing from you

when you doubt yourself he'll reassure you of the amazing being you are and how special you are to him

will recommend you to look for help if you aren't getting it, and would accompany you to your appointments

always checks on you, he doesn't see you as a burden, he just wants to make sure you are safe and okay

whispers sweet nothings to you when you cuddle

likes to hold your pinky when you are in public

will blush hardly when he sees you in an outfit

marathon movie dates, he always gets scared af because of your excentric taste but uses it as an excuse to be near you

asks you to read to him, your voice calms him so much

you'll sleep the best with him, he is a human pillow and his hair is the softest

knows you are not a fan of Nahoya, so whenever you go to his house he asks Nahoya to go out or to stay quiet

you still see him a lot

Nahoya talked to you about your relationship with his twin and asked you to protect him, you also discused some things just to be clear about what you didn't like about him, he obviously stopped because he knows his brother loves you too much.

you are the only one who has seen him smiling, not even Smiley has seen him like that.

is the sweetest smile that exists, gives beautiful vibes, he does it more often for you

his love language might be quality time and acts of service

it doesn't matter where he is as long as you are there he is happy

¡! NSFW ¡!

again, he will never pressure you to do anything

sex isn't very important to him

he's a switch, more on the sub side

loves to fuck you face to face

will eat you out for hours just because he can and he enjoys it

and believe me when I say he can, because he CAN and WILL make you scream in seconds

loves your body so much

loves to bury his face in your breasts, licks them and sucks them up

his tongue is a god tool and will put it to use

the first time he saw your scars he kissed them, wouldn't want you any other way

praises you like if his life depended on it

its all about your pleasure

if you enjoy it, then he does it too

likes to be degraded

super sensitive in his neck and lower back

it turns him on when you are being perverted and try to tease him

loves you riding him, getting the perfect view, squishing your hips and licking your boobs

his dick is very pretty, normal length and girth, pretty pink in the head, a mole near his crotch, trimed

he prefers you to have hair

likes to cry during the act

choke him, trust me, the "demon" comes out

normally passionate sex, but angry sex with him is the best (lol)

sex in the bathroom is the most common

aftercare is amazing

makes you cum like 4 times, just to see his pretty s/o being in heaven by his own actions <3

[daisies: pureness]

hope you liked it love! I know depression sucks but you are not alone, I'll be here whenever you need me bubs 😚💖

¡! song recommendation ¡!

Itachi Uchiha (Chinese New Year 2021)

New & Official

how bout ex husband nanami missing his ex wifey so much and uses bringing back one of his childs toy as an excuse and things getting smutty someway just an idea🤷

A Casual Conversation - Part 2 (Ex-Husband!Nanami x F!Reader)

A/N: (PART 1) - I like how your brain works, anon! 👀 I hope you enjoy this! [Tags: Angst; Tension; Smut] - PS: the child is nameless, mainly because I can’t think of a good one. - taking requests for drabble ideas for ex-husband Nanami & Suguru! (please read link beforehand)

Nanami Kento is an honest man.

He’s always been an open book with you. When the two of you first started dating, he was blunt about his intentions towards you. When you were both in a relationship, he confessed his love for you in passing as if it was something you were already expected to know. He’s never hidden the harsh reality of what it meant to be a sorcerer and maybe that’s one of the only things he regrets in his life.

Who knew the truth would be so burdensome?

The evening took a turn when your ex-husband surprised you by greeting you at the front door of the home you both formerly shared together. 

“I forgot to pack Yoshi this morning,” Nanami fibbed, sounding exhausted as he stepped inside while carrying the mint dinosaur plush toy in one hand. 

This was the second lie he’s ever allowed to escape his lips. Of course he would never admit that he deliberately forgot to pack his son’s favorite doll just because he needed an excuse to see you.

The man was desperate, especially after succumbing to his own weakness when he stupidly kissed you without reason.

He stopped by your place after finishing up with work. His attire disheveled, his signature blue shirt unbuttoned with the sleeves rolled up his forearms. His blazer and tie were missing but that’s because he dropped it off at his place before making his way over to you. 

Nanami insisted on living close by after he moved out, refusing to be anywhere significantly distant from either you or his son.

“He’ll be happy to see this guy tomorrow!” you chirped as you reached for the toy he was carrying.

Your fingers lightly grazed over your ex-husband’s, triggering the memory of him kissing you in his apartment just a few weeks ago. You cleared your throat, desperately erasing the sensation of his mouth on yours and clutching the dinosaur close to your chest as you both walked towards your bedroom. 

“How did you manage to put him to sleep?” Nanami questioned, arching his brow in confusion when he noticed that the lights were off.

A small sigh escaped you, “he got a new present today…”

“From?”

You pressed your lips together to hold back a smile, “your favorite colleague in the whole world...”

The two of you peeked inside the bedroom, only to see your infant son resting comfortably in his crib. You quietly made your way in to place the dinosaur next to him.

Meanwhile, Nanami was leaning his shoulder against the frame of your door his eyes glancing from you to the corner of the crib where he made out the shape of an obnoxiously round duck that hovered next to his sleeping son. The thing was so fat - it’s wings and eyes tinier than the rest of the body with a large beak stitched next to two pink circles that represented it’s cheeks.

“What the hell is that?” 

You laughed under your breath as you exited the room, “that is Maru the Duck...”

Nanami rolled his eyes, shaking his head in disbelief as he rubbed his tired face with his hands. 

“When did he stop by?”

“”Late this afternoon, it seems like our son feels differently about Gojo than you do. He absolutely adores him…” you playfully teased.

“He’s too young to understand the term idiot to relate to my frustration. It’s a blessing that his purity hasn’t been tainted yet…”

Your giggle made Nanami’s chest bloom with warmth, his heart tightening from the comforting sound of your voice.

“I was making tea before you came in, would you like some?” you politely asked.

“Yes, please.”

You studied him out of the corner of your eye, hating how exceptionally handsome he looked as he plopped on the white sofa in your living room.

“It’s bad enough I have to see his face everyday...” he groaned before easing the tension on his brow while making a conscious effort not to allow any silence to fall between you both, “but I guess he does have a soft spot for our boy...”

“The softest...” you reiterated, pouring the tea in twin cups before returning the kettle back on the stove and grabbing the beverages.

You seated yourself right next to him, placing the two cups on the wooden coffee table in front of you and watching the steam swirl above the ceramic.

“How was your day otherwise?” he questioned.

“Productive for the most part. Although during one of my online meetings I had the silly “Choo Choo” song stuck in my head, it was very distracting…”

“I’m sorry the what?”

“You know, the “Choo Choo”’ song! The one that plays on that cartoon program that he likes to watch every morning…”

“I’m still not quite sure what you’re talking about.”

“Yes, you do!” you insisted, before proceeding To adorably sing along to the lyrics.

The smile that curved his lip should be illegal, and you felt your cheeks heat almost immediately as he flashed you a gentle grin.

“I just wanted to see if you would actually sing it,” he joked with a wink.

You leaned your body forward, “how very mature of you, Ken.”

He licked his lips, his eyes blatantly taking in the outfit you had on. You were wearing one of his old white shirts over a pair of your bike shorts. He vividly remembered you keeping it the first time you both slept together, and had absolutely no desire to ever take it back. 

Besides, it looked better on you anyway. 

 Every time he assumed you’ve slipped out from his reach, a moment like this would put him back in his place - reminding him that the love you both shared for one another was still there.

The conversation carried on seamlessly, neither one of you reaching to drink your tea as you were busy lost in each other’s eyes.

Thirty minutes passed by and in between your positions slowly shifted. Nanami had his hand stretched out on the cushion behind you, noting that your knees were bumping into his thighs as you curled a little closer into his frame. From here he could see the outline of your cotton bra underneath his shirt, which only made the blood rush between his legs.

Since the divorce, Nanami found himself adjusting back to a life without you in all aspects. However, he had absolutely no desire to seek out any sexual relief with anybody else over the past year.

Up until the moment you kissed him back, he believed you thought differently about the situation.

Why else would you have agreed to start dating again?

The truth is, you’ve been distracting yourself enough to ignore how touch starved you were. Between working and the baby, you haven’t allowed yourself to bask in the loneliness you felt every night when you slept in that big empty bed of yours.

The last time you had an orgasm was when you slept with your ex-husband, which was the silly confession you casually let slip when you were speaking with your co-worker.

You’ve both been getting along so well lately, Nanami didn’t want to potentially ruin that. However, he wanted to push his boundaries a little bit just to see what might happen.

“You never told me how your dinner went...” your ex husband wondered, his free hand boldly moving to stroke your bare thigh.

You shivered against his touch, “it was...fine...” 

“Just fine?” he pressed, his curiosity hidden behind a sly grin.

You swallowed hard, watching as he flattened his palm across your flesh to hold your leg. You glanced back to meet his gaze, subconsciously biting your lip as you shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly.

“Nothing special” 

His eyes flickered to your mouth, deeply satisfied by you body’s reaction. He hesitated for only just one second, before tightening his grip on your leg as he leaned down to peck you lightly on your neck.

“Oh?” he breathed into your skin. Your husband hovered his lips over the spot he kissed you, his thumb rubbing the meat of your thigh as he patiently waited for you to continue the conversation.

“Nothing much happened...” you gasped, curling your fingers into your palms as you clenched your hands into fists. “We just went out for dinner and talked…”

Nanami hummed, brushing his mouth down the line of your neck to kiss the point where it curved to your shoulder.

“And what did you and your date discuss…” he pressed, visibly emphasizing his annoyance upon making that statement.

“Uhm,” your murmured, your eyes fluttering feeling his hand roam dangerously high up your thigh, his fingers caressing just under your rear. “We-we talked about work mostly, and…general interests…”

A whimper followed your statement, feeling his tongue lick you as he proceeded to openly kiss your neck the way he used to. You grabbed onto his forearm, hoping to stop this from escalating further but just as you parted your lips to protest the act unfolding, Nanami interrupted you with another statement.

“I’m sure he must have been smitten by you. You looked unforgivingly beautiful that night…”

“I thought you said my dress was too short…”

He guided his hand up your ass, sliding it underneath his white shirt to hold your lower back. He lifted his head, bringing his face closer towards you as he brushed his nose over yours.

“I’m not used to the idea of letting other men look at you yet,” he admitted, pulling you even tighter into his frame. “…or have them touch you, or want you in the way I do…”

His lips met yours, his kiss slow but incredibly heated. He swallowed your moan, allowing your body to naturally shift as he pulled his weight forward. You lay your head down on the pillow, bringing your hands to cup his face as you cradled that strong jaw in your palms.

He began to undo each button on the shirt you were wearing. His hands moving across your belly until he was cupping your bra. He tugged at the fabric, allowing it to rest just under your breasts, before releasing you from his addicting lips and tracking his way down.

“So,” he whispered, the sensuous tone of his voice heating the depths of your core. “Did you two hit it off?”

You inhaled, your back arching lightly off the sofa as he swirled his tongue over your nipple, blowing air over it and watching it pebble in front of his eyes. He sucked on the pert bud, teasing you as you tried to formulate your answer.

“We just talked,” you reassured. “N-Nothing happened.”

Nanami guided his hand down to meet you between your legs. He palmed your clothed sex, the fabric damp from your growing arousal and causing him to strain against his pants.

“He didn’t ask you out on another date?”

“We…” you breathed, your hips bucking into him as you naturally began to edge off his touch. “…we only exchanged numbers but I don’t…”

You sighed in frustration when he retracted his hand away from you, all before finding relief in the fact that it was because he was choosing to slip himself underneath your shorts instead.

The man let out an audible “fuck” feeling how wet you were for him. His digits stroking your folds until he eagerly pushed his middle and ring finger deep inside you. His thumb met your clit, circling over it with an even pressure as he soaked in the sight of you immersing yourself to the pleasure you were receiving.

“Use your words, sweetheart,” he continued, ensuring that your mind was still focused on the conversation at hand.

“I don’t know if I’m interested…” you protested, your words traveling faster as they blended into each other. Your draped one hand over the arm rest of the sofa, gripping onto it tightly as the other reached to grab the blue of Nanami’s shirt. “Ken…that feels so good…”

He pumped his fingers, increasing the speed as he felt you gush all over his hand. “God, you’re so fucking wet, my love,” he pointed out, unaware that he let the intimate phrase slip from his lips, “how long has it been since you’ve taken care of yourself?”

“Too long,” you whined, and the man nearly came right there at the sight of you falling apart before him.

He leaned forward to kiss you again, only this time it was with feverish urgency. He worked you with his fingers, sensing how close you were every thrust, until you let out a string of curses before finally reaching your climax. His forehead was pressed against yours as he retracted his soaked hand from underneath your shorts then resting it lightly on your hip. He waited patiently as he watched you steady your breath, before noticing you glance up at him from under your lashes.

“It’s been a long time for me too,” he whispered as he lifted himself back in place watching you do the same as you pushed yourself up on shaky arms.

There was no going back now, and you knew for a fact that sleeping with your ex-husband is a terrible idea. However, your body was overriding what your mind was advising, wanting nothing more than to have this man bury himself between your thighs.

You straddled his lap, proceeding to kiss him as you tossed your shirt then removed your bra. You pressed your hips eagerly into his own, feeling the length of his erection push into your begging pussy.

“I miss you,” you confessed in between kisses, threading your hands through his golden as you tugged on them lightly.

Nanami groaned, the pads of his fingers digging into your hips as he forced you to roll over his stiff length.

Your hands fumbled to undo his own shirt, untucking the fabric before pushing it over his broad shoulders. You guided over his chiseled physique, missing the feeling of those muscles pressing into you whenever you both made love. You were moving down to undo his belt, when you brushed over his abdomen and felt the material of a cloth bandage.

You pulled away from him immediately, your eyes shooting to the injury on his stomach. This isn’t the first time you’ve seen him hurt but the circumstances surrounding it were just so much different now.

In those few fleeting seconds, Nanami knew he had lost you. The insatiable sparkle in your eye diminishing to darkness as you fixated your attention on his wound.

He loosened his hold from around you, “sweetheart…”

“This is a mistake,” you blurted as you pushed yourself off his legs, quickly reaching for your white shirt.

It’s the way your voice cracked that broke Nanami’s heart into a thousand little pieces.

“It’s not a big deal. I’m fine…” your ex-husband insisted, but his words carried no weight.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” you repeated, as you fastened the last button refusing to make any eye contact with him to avoid showing the panic on your face. “I’m…I’m going to get ready for bed. Feel free to see yourself out…”

Nanami barely could another sentence in before you dashed straight into the bathroom, immediately shutting the door and locking yourself inside.

Nanami closed his eyes, sighing to himself as he slumped onto the sofa. The situation reminding him of the first time he has ever lied to you.

The morning after another fight, Nanami woke up to a surprise while considering how to handle the current situation as he watched over his newborn son.

When he stepped out into the room is when he noticed something black move in the corner. With his son still cradled in his arms he approached the mass, freezing in place when he saw the cursed spirit. The thing posed no threat, crawling around his home like an annoying little bug. However, what unsettled him is how it appeared in the first place and he swallowed his guilt thinking that the pain he’s been causing you manifested the beady eyed creature before him.

He could hear his son sniffle, tiny lips trembling with uneasiness and making the sorcerer’s heart drop to the pit of his stomach.

Babies were more in tune with their sensory experiences but there was no way for him to know if his child was also able to see what was right before his eyes.

Yet.

By the time he exorcised the thing it was too late. His son was weeping in his arms uncontrollably, enough to wake you up from your slumber and stumble out into the living room.

“Is everything alright?”

Nanami met your worried eyes, nodding his head with reassurance.

“He’s fine, just a little cranky this morning...”

Ever since that day your husband prayed that his child turns out nothing like him.

Since he was unable to bring you peace, all he hoped for was that his son could do it instead.

is the sun bothering you my kings