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musing memories — gojo x fem!reader summary: gojo and you tell your students how you met, having veryy different comments to make! fluff, crack, established relationship (you guys are married), reader is a teacher, lovesick!gojo, you guys tell the story separately, he’s very much a dork here too

EWDHJKSJ i hope this is cute and entertaining idk how to feel

wc: 1.3k

as you sat outside the fast food restaurant with your students—maki, toge, and panda—you waited expectantly for satoru and his students to arrive. within a couple minutes, satoru was still a no-show.

panda squinted his eyes and scanned the area of citizens going about their day, searching for the familiar sight of an eccentric white-haired man. "how long are we gonna have to wait?" he asked, his paw shielding his eyes from the sun.

you let out a sigh and replied, "i don't know, it's satoru. i've given up on expecting him to be on time."

toge chimed in, "salmon."

maki leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms as she turned to look at you. "how do you even keep up with a man like him?" she inquired.

you chuckled and replied, "i don't know."

panda, growing curious, asked, "well, while we wait, can you tell us how you two met?"

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"are you sure we're in the right place? y/n-sensei is never late," yuji expressed his concern, his eyes looking through the fast-food area.

"hey! why do you assume i'm the one in the wrong here?!" satoru retorted defensively.

"because it's you," megumi deadpanned, his tone devoid of any amusement.

nobara's scowl deepened as she asked judgmentally, "how on earth did you manage to pull someone like her?"

satoru, emphasizing your lateness, replied, "well, since SHE'S the one who's late, i wouldn't mind enlightening you! spoiler alert! it's with my never ending charm!"

his students looked at him with an unimpressed expression, causing satoru to sigh and roll his eyes with a pout.

"fine, i'll just tell you..."

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as you reached for the doorknob and stepped into the classroom, yaga turned his head to look at you.

"ah, you must be the new student," yaga said, motioning for you to enter and face the small class of three people.

you scanned their features, taking in the details. there was a girl with short brown hair and a beauty mark below her right eye. she sat with her legs crossed, leaning over with her hand resting on her cheek.

beside her was a boy with slicked-back black hair tied into a man bun, a strand falling in front of his face. he had black earrings and sat leaned back, arms crossed and manspreading.

and finally, there was a white-haired boy wearing circular sunglasses. he, too, was manspreading but leaned forward, appearing bored and seemingly unaware of your presence.

you waved and offered a small smile to the brown-haired girl and the black-haired boy after yaga had introduced you.

"satoru, you will be going with her on your mission, just to show her the ropes," yaga stated.

at the sound of his name, satoru's attention snapped back to reality, confusion etched on his face. "who? what am i doing?" he asked, causing the others to internally facepalm and exchange deadpan glances.

yaga let out a loud sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose before turning to suguru. "nevermind, suguru, you can do it."

as satoru looked around the room, his eyes fall upon you. he scanned your face, taking in every feature—he couldn't help but be drawn to the way your hair flowed around you, framing your face. and oh, your face—every feature seemed to hold a touch of ethereal beauty. 

the slope of your nose, the curve of your lips, and the sparkle in your eyes. your aura seemed to glow with radiance, casting a spell that left him hypnotized. 

you were pretty. really really pretty.

suddenly, satoru stood up with a dopey grin as he looked at you. "nope! i'll do it!" he declared, then leaned toward suguru and whispered loudly, covering his mouth, "what am i doing?" 

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"it was love at first sight!" satoru sighed dreamily, his gaze distant and his face adorned with a dreamy grin. 

nobara and megumi rolled their eyes at their unserious teacher.

"you were so very...you, even in your first meeting," megumi remarked, earning a side-eye from satoru.

"i think it's cute!" yuji chimed in, his eyes sparkling as he listened to his teacher's words.

satoru immediately slipped beside yuji, saying, "this is why you're my favorite student!"

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"sounds just like gojo-sensei!" panda exclaimed enthusiastically.

"what a first impression," maki sarcastically commented.

you chuckled softly. "he got better the more you got to know him."

"or worse..." maki muttered under her breath.

"salmon."

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"well, what happened on the mission?" yuji asked, his curiosity piqued.

satoru's smug demeanor grew as he replied, “amazing, i protected her and showed her how the strongest does it! i was quite literally her knight in shining armor! by the end of it, she was head over heels in love with me."

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you rolled your eyes, recalling the memory. "he was an egotistical prick. he acted like i couldn't protect myself," you retorted, a hint of annoyance in your voice. "i didn't really like him at that point."

maki snorted at your comment. "now that sounds more like gojo."

"but... the more you get to know him, you'll realize he isn't just a prick, but very kind and caring," you added softly, a touch of fondness in your tone.

panda's eyes sparkled with interest as he pretended to wipe a tear from his eyes.

however, the moment was interrupted when you stood up abruptly, causing your chair to stumble slightly.

"speaking of him being a prick, he's an hour late!" you exclaimed, exasperated. you pulled out your phone and dialed his number.

satoru picked up before it could fully ring and greeted you with a "darling!"

"satoru gojo," you replied, your tone neutral.

satoru winced upon hearing his full name. "yes...?"

"where are you?" you asked, your voice tinged with annoyance.

"i'm in front of kfc! where are you!?" satoru responded.

"what? i'm in front of a kfc? satoru, are you lying to me?" you asked, growing suspicious of your husband.

"no! i would never! swear! megumi, tell her, we've been waiting for her for the past hour!" satoru exclaimed, hastily putting the phone in front of megumi's face and pointing at it.

megumi took the phone from satoru and put it to his ear. "he's telling the truth," megumi monotoned before handing the phone back to satoru.

nobara looked up from her phone and flipped it to show them the map. "guys, there's a kfc five minutes down the street. i think they're there."

"did you hear that? i would never lie to you!" satoru reassured you, more concerned about you thinking he was being a liar.

"are you serious?" you deadpanned.

“if we are five minutes down couldn’t he have seen us with his six eyes?” maki interjected, leaving everyone momentarily silent.

"hey! there are like 500 billion people walking around here, including curses! it would've taken a little longer to pinpoint that it was your cursed energy!" satoru defended himself, his voice laced with exasperation.

"and here i thought you were the strongest..." megumi taunted, a small playful smirk tugging at his lips.

"I AM! let's see you end up somewhere in europe and find your way back to us using only our cursed energy!" satoru retorted back.

“that is not the same situation, whatsoever.” nobara pointed out, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"it's okay, sensei! i wouldn't have been able to find y/n-sensei either!" yuji said, offering a thumbs-up of reassurance to his teacher.

“well, we know that.” maki said over the phone, her tone filled with amusement.

"at least now we know there are two kfcs instead of wasting more time waiting at the wrong one," panda chimed in, attempting to diffuse the situation.

"salmon."

"satoru, you're still the strongest," you giggled as you reassured him, your words carrying a warm sincerity.

"i know that..." satoru replied with a pout, as he occasionally side-eyed megumi for the umpteeth time.

"not strong enough to find y/n-sensei, though," megumi interjected, the mischievous glint in his eyes contradicting his stoic and neutral face.

"HEY!"

CROCHET FLOWERS >>>>

"I have a surprise for you."

Shinsuke, despite his excitement and ever the gentleman, helps you out of your coat before his hand settles on the small of your back, ushering you into the living room.

"For me?" You tease as you take a seat on the couch.

"Of course," he says gently, a boyish grin starting to form on his lips. "It's Valentine's Day, isn't it?"

He's gone before you can pull him in and kiss that stupid smile off his face, disappearing down the hall to no doubt retrieve this mysterious surprise.

You bounce your leg as you wait, nervous for no good reason. You trust Shinsuke, trust him enough to know he isn't going to come back down the hall and fling a creepy-crawly into your lap. Tender love and care seeps into his every action, his every word, like sunlight washes over the rice paddies, and you know on a day like today it'll be no different.

When he returns, his hands are behind his back and his grin has spread into something proud. Lovesick. Excitement sets his features alight and it stirs a swarm of butterflies in your belly. He's so handsome like this, warm with affection and happy.

"It was hard to wrap, so I'm sorry there's nothing to open," Shinsuke warns, standing to one side, arms locked behind him. He catches your body shifting to steal a peek, and counters it, moving left and right so you can't catch a good glimpse. He knows you too well. You share a giggle. "Happy Valentine's Day, sweetheart."

The reveal is nothing grand, no wild flourishes or confetti explosions, just you and Shinsuke and his pretty smile and rosy cheeks. It's perfect. A delicate bouquet of crocheted forget-me-nots and daisies, dotted with tulips and lilies, all perfectly arranged in a pretty crystal vase settles into your lap.

Your mouth drops open as you start to blink back tears. "And you-"

You can't even get the words out, but Shinsuke sits beside you, leg pressing against yours, and finds them for you. "I crocheted them and tried to arrange them so they looked pretty, but 'm a farmer not a florist." His fingers brush yours as he reaches to stroke a leaf. "Obviously."

Suddenly the last few weeks click into place. His more frequent trips to his grandma's, the disappearance of his basket of crochet supplies from the space beside his couch. All an effort to hide this little project from you.

He watches your eyes travel from flower to flower, fingers tracing gently over the petals, reverent in your appreciation of his handiwork. "Gram helped with the patterns, kept me sane. Never done anything quite this intricate, so I needed all the help I could get."

"Shinsuke, I-" You set the the vase on the table and shift to take his cheeks in your palms. "They're beautiful." Your thumb sweeps across the apple of his cheek. "Thank you."

He beams, pleased with himself. "I'm glad you like them."

"I love you." You pull him in for a kiss laced with adoration, fingers finding the nape of his neck as his hands curl around your waist. When you pull away, you bump your nose into his. You press a smile into his cheek.

"I love you too."

FSFSHAJSHSHJAJA USHIWAKA IS SO CUTE

CRUSH (ushijima wakatoshi x reader)

summary: wakatoshi has a crush.

word count: 720

warnings: fem!reader, its all just fluff

tags: @keiva1000

Ushijima knows he has fans. He might be simple-minded and a little oblivious, but he’s not stupid.

He knows girls stare at him from the balcony during practice. And he can hear their giggling when he passes them in the halls. Tendou often calls him Shiratorizawa’s Golden Boy, which Ushijima wholeheartedly disagrees with, but never voices out loud. Tendou often says strange things. He doesn’t mind.

Ushijima doesn’t understand his popularity. Sure, he is a good player. The best ace in the prefecture. But most of these girls have no understanding of volleyball. So why are they spending hours upon hours in the stands, watching him play?

“They’re not watching the match, Wakatoshi-kun. They are watching you.”

Hm. Strange. His play is very consistent. Watching him do the same thing over and over has to get boring, especially when they aren’t watching for the sake of the game.

But then he sees you for the first time.

You are in his third year English class. In his three years of high school, Ushijima is sure he has never seen you before. Because if he had, there was no way he would forget you.

He is curious. And a little enamored by you.

You are, by all means, a regular girl. You sit on the same chair every day, bring your own bento instead of eating from the cafeteria. It is always wrapped in a pretty multicolored patterned cloth, done up in a knot on top. You have a small stuffed cat chain on the zipper of your backpack. And you wear your hair differently every day. Some days it is tied up, some days it is let down. And some days it is half-up and half-down. You have one pink bunny hairclip that you wear maybe once every two or three days that Ushijima thinks is very cute. Your uniform is always immaculate.

There are so many tiny details about you that Ushijima has learned, and he finally understands why girls would stay hanging over the gym balcony to watch him for hours, because he could watch you for hours too.

You are very smart, he could tell. You always answer correctly when the teacher would call on you, and he has glimpsed at your notes. Simple, but neat and easy to understand, just the way he likes it. There are no crazy colors and highlighters, and your handwriting is neat and beautiful, just like the rest of you.

You are also quiet. You have a select group of friends that you talk to, and while you are nice to anyone who interacts with you, you don't go out of your way to stand out. Again, Ushijima loves that. It seems he loved everything about you. All the minor details that make you a little bit more unique to everyone else.

When you show up at his game, he nearly loses his focus.

It in’t an important game by any means, just a practice match with another local university team. So why are you here? Have your friends dragged you along? Or are you here by your own volition? Ushijima feels how sweaty his palms are when he clenches his fists, and it surprises him.

Is he….. nervous?

Why? Because you are watching? How ridiculous. Ushijima has never once doubted his own strength, or his ability to win. How could your presence alter that? The thought annoys him, and he is determined to prove that you being here would not be a hindrance to his play.

Turns out, he needn't have worried. It seems your presence had sharpened his senses more than ever. Shiratorizawa won in straight sets, and of the 50 points they scored, 39 had been from Ushijima’s hand.

“You were on fire today, Wakatoshi-kun.” Tendou comments as the final whistle rings. Ushijima unintentionally glances at you in the stands, cheering for the team. Cheering for him.

His heart is beating a mile a minute, and he doesn’t think it is because of the game he had just played. He hears Tendou let out a dreamy sigh.

“Ah, the miracles of having a crush.”

He feels his lips tick up in a tiny smile as he throws a towel over his shoulders. Tendou is wrong. Ushijima doesn’t think he has a crush.

He thinks he is in love.

OMG!!!!

I love flowers IF NANAMI CAME HOME AND GIVE ME FLOWERS I WOULD MARRY HIM IN THE SPOT AND KISS HIM! OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH IPIN💘💌❤️💙💘💜💘💖💘💗💘💘💛❤️💛💓💛💓💛🩷💛🩷🩷❤️🩷❤️❤️🩷💘💓💓💘🩷💘💓💘💓💘🩷❤️💓❤️🩷💘💝💘🩷💘🩷💘🩷

A Little challenge for u, dear author-san! Set ur mutuals up with someone and tell them why u set them up

I set u up with the beloved Yuuji Itadori, because u are both sweet and u would be an amazing couple!! Yuujis favorite sign of affection for u is cuddles and smooches on the forehead! friends to lovers, with yuuji being the sweet oblivious one and you being the quiet, to slightly chaotic friend! yuuji initiates the first kith by 'accident'. once u 2 confess its a instant click, with you 2 being the hyper lovey-dovey couple who likes to binge-watch anime/cheesy movies while cuddling and sharing popcorn only 2 fall asleep together in the middle of the movie. another thing yuuji likes 2 do is touching ur hair!! he gently strokes it while ur sleeping/cuddling with him. whispered' ily' in the middle of the night and texts/phone calls so u don't sleep alone. love u chuchu♥

aaaa omg anon this is so cute 🥹🫶 and if i were to set some of my moots with a jjk character, it would go like:

@yuujisuku with sukuna. i feel like gabs is such a sweetheart, i can see them being the sunshine x grumpy dynamic. gabs would totally be the kind of person who gets excited over little things, and sukuna would just follow her around (even if he says he hates it). it's a love-hate relationship with sukuna them both, gabs would TOTALLY force sukuna to do things he doesn't usually do. i can see her placing hello kitty stickers around him while he's asleep, and would be all frazzled when he wakes up because she had no idea what to do next. hide, run, play dead? they're gonna be funny together.

@rrairey with gojo. i can see kai as a more dominant one in the relationship between them both — even if gojo seems like the dominant one (kai is). STRICT X GOOFY. kai is the strict one, and gojo is the goofy one. i feel like kai would actually get things straight with him and what to do, and gojo just goes "okay, i trust my gf and i'm going to do what she tells me to do". but ofc they're not going to be all sunshine and rainbows, arguments are calm and it flows smoothly because i feel like kai would be the type to be straight and tell people where their mistake is. communication is the number one thing in their relationship. gojo is clingy but kai just lets him do it because she obv loves him.

@kodzukenmaaa with nanami. honestly, nadine is such a sweetheart and nanami is also a sweetheart. their relationship is as cool as cucumber most of the time, almost no arguments, just serious conversations. i feel like they'd be the type of couple to match color palettes, especially outfits. cute pictures, especially mirror selfies. A LOT OF PRINCESS TREATMENT. and nanami brings her out to fine dining occasionally, and a lot of flowers for nadine of course. just honestly the cutest couple ever? nanami texts nadine if he's going to be home late, or if something comes up out of the blue, he communicates well and i feel like nadine is also the type of person who communicates well. honestly, couple of the year.

@giannitaa with gojo. GIA IS ALSO SUCH A SWEETHEART. just honestly, i feel like they would be the sweetheart x goofy dynamic. but gia could be strict at times, and gojo thinks that side of them is so attractive (and scary). gojo whines to them occasionally, someone yelled at him? he goes to them and tells them about it. someone took the last kikufuku? he tells them about it. gia always takes their time to hear his stories out, i feel like they're more of a listener and gojo is the speaker in the relationship. gojo spoils them a lot. expect a lot of luxury items from him because that's his love language, even if gia tells him not to — he doesn't listen and just buys them more things. cutest couple ever.

i have a lot more moots, but i would have to go a few miles in this post. so i'm gonna do some, make sure to check out their works!

LETS SPOIL OUR DAUGHTER TOGETHER NANAMI KENTO

papa nanami and how he can't decide which fleece jacket he should buy for his little girl—

they’re tiny, the length of the fabric spanning his two palms and a half. he’s thinking hard on this one—tan or pink? tan or pink… tan or pink.

the store is closing soon; the only free time he had was after work, now, half an hour before dinner. he should hurry so he can go home already—to his little girl and you.

he sighs, holding the jackets up again. tan or pink...

hm.

he makes his choice.

.

when he arrives home, crouching low as his little girl comes crashing into him—the shopping bag falls to his side, hands holding her close. you peek from the kitchen, smile warm and in love.

kento always makes it in time for dinner, no matter what.

after tickles and giggles and a big munching on her cheek, your little girl pulls her papa by his pinky, dragging him over to you.

you always give him a kiss on the cheek.

“welcome home, my love.” you whisper by his ear, setting the last bowl of food down on the dining table.

you spot the shopping bag by the foyer, sneaking him a look, “did some early gift shopping?”

he follows your eyes, picking up your little girl as he sets her down on her seat.

“bought some fleece jackets for her, before it gets too cold.”

your lips curl up, knowing you chose the right man; his foresight, the way he looks after you both—it makes your heart swell as you walk to pick up the shopping bag.

when you pry it open, you’re met with fuzzy bundles of tan and pink. you snort, “couldn’t pick?”

he flushes, cheeks turning the same shade as the fabric in front of you—he points to his suit, “she said she wanted to match with me.”

your mouth forms an ‘ah’, still smiling, “and the pink?”

“i thought it’d look cute on her.”

he turns to your little girl, grip tight on her silicon utensils as she stabs around her food. she’s almost on her way to full sentences now and it shouldn’t make him this sentimental, but it does.

he wants her to stay this tiny forever.

his little girl.

“what do you think, baby?” you hold up the pink jacket beside you, speaking to your daughter.

she giggles, silicon fork in hand as her bib bounces; her eyes, the same brown as her papa’s but shaped like yours, sparkles, “pwitty! pwitty on!”

“papa always has good taste doesn’t he?” you look at your husband fondly.

your little girl babbles, giggling.

and nanami doesn’t know what he did to deserve this—your little family, but if he has to buy every fleece jacket in the world to keep you both warm and toasty, he will.

he’ll even make you all matchy.

comments, tags, and reblogs are greatly appreciated ♡

@kentoangel @em1e @augustinewrites @crysugu @soumies @itadorey @mididoodles thought about u all while writing this 🥹

I spent an hour to read this

[series masterlist] to build a home - gojo satoru

series summary: when (y/n) (y/l/n) catches wind that the notorious sorcerer killer, toji fushiguro, has children, she makes it her personal mission to find them.  the catch being she couldn’t tell a soul about them- the risk of the zen'in clan learning about them was too great.  keeping the secret isn’t the hard part, it’s lying to her friends, shoko ieiri, geto suguru, and of course gojo satoru, that she struggles with. especially when satoru has suddenly become so keen on keeping an eye on her lately. ___ [ introduction ] “Find The Star Plasma Vessel” 

[ one ] “Cigarettes and Other Things That Kill You” [ two ] “Playing Games Of Levitation”  [ three ] “Learning to Lie” [ four ] “Megumi and Tsumiki” [ five ] “Quality Time” [ six ] “I Held On As Tightly As You Held Onto Me” [ seven ] “Shikigami” [ eight ] “Bury A Friend”  [ nine ] “Retirement”  [ ten ] “Cursed Tool” [ eleven ] “Brazil” [ twelve ] “Those Who Regret, Those Who Defect, and Those Who Deflect” [ thirteen ] “Melt My Soul” [ fourteen ] “The Beginning Of The End Of All Things” [ fifteen ] “The Whole Truth” [ sixteen ] “The True End”

[epilogue] “For You, For Me”

I NEED NAME OF THIS HOTTIE

Another OC 🫣

I wasn't expecting the Toji one😭

𝐉𝐉𝐊! 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐒

. ft. gojo, geto, nanami, choso, higuruma & toji

. content. these men and their babies, pregnancy mention in nanami’s.

. note. decided to make one for the jjk men, how could i not?? nanami would be such a good dad oh my.

☆— 𝐆. 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔

gojo is a menace and everyone knows that. and to your luck, your son is the exact same copy of his father. from the looks, down to the characteristics. yes, he may have some of your features but that’s it. you swear you’re starting to think if he made that kid all on his own. he truly loves his son death, but when it comes to you— he definitely forgets it’s his own blood that he’s keeping at an arm length from reaching you. always cracks jokes about wanting a whole soccer team, but you’re quick to shut those off. ten little gremlins with blue eyes staring at you in the dark? no thank you.

☆— 𝐆. 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

geto loves playing dress-up with his little girls. playing along with a small tiara placed on his messy hair— full of butterfly clips and two plastic heels that only manages to fit both of his big toes. he’d rather not play the princess, but seeing two pair of wide smiles with missing teeth being sent his way makes him forget the uncomfortable ache in his back from sitting at the small pink table. the sound of joyful giggles that erupts whenever he blows at the tiny ceramic cup, always makes his chest swell full with love and adoration.

☆— 𝐊. 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈

nanami always makes sure to make up for the time you had countless of sleepless nights during your pregnancy. whenever he hears the little cries of his little one, he doesn’t waste a second to make his way towards the nursery. carefully taking her into his arms and placing her on his broad chest. the skin-to-skin contact soothing them both as he rubs warm delicate circles on the small of her back. he could stay with her for hours and hours, not giving a care in the world if he had to do this all over again with the other ones to come.

☆— 𝐂. 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎

choso is absolutely so precious with his twins. he definitely would have one girl and one boy. he makes sure to let them know that not everything has to be a competition. he treats them equally and it always makes his chest hurt and feel tight whenever they fight. might shed a tear or two as he tries his hardest to make them get along— which they do. but having arguments here and there is very common amongst siblings. but according to him that fact doesn’t hurt any less.

☆— 𝐇. 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐀

higuruma may come over as uninterested in certain things, but he can never say no to his son. his slender fingers tying the smaller tie around his son’s neck as he looks at his father with excitement in his eyes. how could he look at the miniature version of you and him and have the heart to deny him of playing attorney in his home-office. he is more than happy to teach his son all the types of law to make this cruel world full of justice.

☆— 𝐓. 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

toji doesn’t bother to give child support. how do you expect him to give that when he can’t even support himself.

©𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐀. please refrain from stealing my works !

Gonna keep it here, till I save up all my money

Some recent commissions I've done! (＾▽＾)

If you're interested in having your character commissioned like this, feel free to send me an email at [email protected] for inquiries or check out my Vgen page!

KYANMAAAAAA

1:33am — kozume kenma

note: timeskip!

“i’m home!” the door of you and kenma’s home opened with a loud sound as your husband came staggering through the door with kuroo and yaku supporting either side of him. 

you walked downstairs and looked at the scene in disbelief. just how much did he drink? 

“ah, (y/n). kenma went over a little past his limit.” you only raised an eyebrow at kuroo’s statement

a little, really? kenma perked up when kuroo said your name, a hazy smile on his face. 

“(y/n)..” your boyfriend drawled out, reaching forward and escaping his former schoolmates’ hold on him. the sudden motion caused him to lose balance, making him land on the hard floor with a dull thud. 

with a big sigh, you looked at kuroo and yaku who were a little less drunk than the two toned male before thanking them. “i’ll take it from here.” the two nodded at your words, obviously out of their minds as they staggered outside the door with kai waiting for them. 

“ow, it hurts...” kenma whined from where he was lying down, his forehead was still connected to the floor. you made him turn around and you bit back laughter after seeing a red mark on the middle of his forehead. 

“kenma, get up.” you say gently, trying to help elevate his heavy and intoxicated body. 

“it hurts right here...” he pouts, pointing at his nose. you wanted to scoff at the child your boyfriend was acting like right now, but you needed to at the very least make him stand up.

“if you stand up, then i’ll make it go away~” at this point it felt like you were talking to a child, at the way that he pouted and whined at you.

“no… i’ll be better when you kiss me.” you blinked owlishly at his response, knowing the sober kenma would never say that upright.

“kenma, stop being ridiculous. stand up and let’s get you cleaned up.” 

“if you kiss me, i’ll stand up by myself.” he gave you a dopey smile, thinking that he was witty with his compromise. “hey~!” he drawled out, tugging on your sleeve. “if you don’t hurry up, i’ll freeze here and get sick.” his eyes still were not in focus as he said this. 

“hey… there… hurry up!” you still resisted, the pout was deepening every passing moment. you weighed out the pros and cons of kissing your drunk boyfriend. 

you didn’t get to dwell on your thoughts too much as you felt kenma tug at your sleeve sharply, you fell into his chest as he sat up and latched his lips to your own. 

his kiss was sloppy, you can taste the alcohol that he drank earlier. his eyes were closed as he pushed his tongue deeper in your throat, you closed your eyes and let him dominate the kiss. soft moans tumbled carelessly from your boyfriend as he pressed you closer

after a few seconds of swapping saliva, you pulled away. kenma smiled, eyes still closed as he placed his head on your shoulder. 

“hehe… i’m so happy.” he said, eyes opening and running a hand on your features. you smiled at him before standing up and holding out a hand. 

“mm, you got what you wanted. now let’s get you cleaned up.” he shakily stood up, leaning on you for more support. you pecked the side of his forehead as the two of you made your way to the bathroom. 

“(y/n)...” he whined, you hummed a response. 

“i love you.” you smiled and looked at him through the mirror, his eyes filled with unfiltered love. he was smiling hazily at you as you began washing his face. 

“i love you too.”

note: idk drunk kenma is so cute how could u not want to give him a lil kiss???