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My Scars Will Fade With Your Love - Nobunaga

Yet again a year has gone by and it is my birthday again today and also Nobunaga’s 440th death anniversary. I did the same thing last year and released a fanfic for Nobunaga so here’s another one. I hope you enjoy it.

Words = 443

Warnings = established relationship, scars

Excerpt = “I hope you’ll let me heal any painful marks your kind heart may sustain”

“How about this one?” Mai gingerly ran her fingers across the mottled scar running along the side of Nobunaga’s left ankle. It was lighter than the rest of his skin and it almost felt colder too.

“That one? I was nicked on the battlefield about 4 years ago by a fallen soldier”. His hands were carding through her soft and silken hair as he explained how he received each and every one of his scars.

Mai listened to Nobunaga’s explanation while tracing the outline of the pale mark. In every gentle stroke, she suffused her wish that she could erase his painful past with just her touch.

“It must have been so painful, I’m sorry” she mumbled quietly while continuing to lovingly run her fingers over it.

“Why are you saying sorry, Mai?” Nobunaga queried confusingly, his hand stilling in her hair.

“I don’t know” she laughed awkwardly. “I guess I just wish you never had to feel the pain” her eyes were glistening with unshed tears as she directed them towards his.

Nobunaga untangled his hand from her fine light brown hair. Brushing his thumbs delicately under her eyes. He silently leaned forward and encased her in his gentle and tender embrace.

Mai rested her head on his shoulder as she wound her hands around his broad back and softly rubbed soothing circles into it. Nobunaga couldn’t help but chuckle at the situation, she was comforting him even though the sadness in her eyes was a far greater pain to him than any injury he could suffer.

Speaking into his neck, Mai whispered “I’m sure you’ll receive no end of painful marks in your life” She lifted herself up and looked directly into his carmine eyes. “While there is not much I can do for the physical kind…” Mai took a deep breath. “I hope you’ll let me heal any painful marks your kind heart may sustain”.

She moved closer to him and pressed a warm and searing kiss to his cold cheek. She would give him any number of sweet kisses if they worked in thawing his long-frozen heart.

Nobunaga’s eyes had widened and he looked at her incredulously as though her strength and love had impressed him.

He pulled her towards him again and held her tightly. Their hearts beat in perfect sync while they held each other closely in their warming arms.

Regaling her with the stories of the rest of his scars could wait. For now, he just wanted to carry on being connected to her, to feel the warmth she radiated against him and to feel her heart beat against his for the rest of the night.

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“My little one, you make it seem -- if not easy to throw everything away, then so worthwhile.”

Mitsuhide Akechi — moodboard

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The Empath’s curse. You want to help someone pick up their broken pieces so they can put themselves back together, and they not only cut you with their broken shards, they cry because you bled on them. It’s the gentle hearts that get hurt the most.

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Love!

Artem and butterfly projections🦋

Inspired by cute moment in 2nd anniversary event

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“I need you with me.

I want to be the person you always return to.”

Ieyasu Tokugawa — moodboard | Happy Birthday, Ieyasu!

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There is this guy i draw in November, or so. 

And he came last night in my dreams, and treat me to locking me up in Kasugayama castle if i don’t color him asap…..

Sooooo…… (Damn, i can’t wait anymore for his route >> @cyikemen )

Kenshin Uesugi, as you can see him in Ikemen Sengoku. An otome game of Cybird for IOS and Android 

Traditional art done with Pitt artist pens brush ^^

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Happy new year everyone!

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Napizzeon

╰┈➤ 🍕 Napoleon's always been so damn yummy looking. You're so hungry and desperate you could make a pizza on his face.

Napoleon Bonaparte x gn!reader • rating: G • tags: Crack; Nightmares; Bad cooking • wordcount: 722 • masterlist

We were goofing around with @eliilovesu making a pizza on Napo's face and then @lemeowade wrote a short dialogue based on it and something happened in my head and now it's a fic.

Napoleon is securing your apron with a cute little tie at the back when your stomach growls yet again.

"Snrk. Little bears aren't allowed in the kitchen, Nunuche."

You pout, finally turning to face him and to return the favor by tying off his own apron. All the better that you have an excuse to nudge him into turning his back to you where you can't see his stupid grin anymore.

"I thought the kitchen was where we fought bears!"

Once you two are both ready, Napoleon takes a spatula readily just like it's his rapier, making you laugh effortlessly.

"That's true. So? What are we cooking today?"

At the end of your laughing fit, you stop your gaze at Napoleon's handsome face. He has that spark in his eye that is always ready to impress you, and your heartbeat rises, and you're suddenly palming your hungry belly as if to calm down the hungry butterflies inside...

"Napoleon... you look rather yummy, you know..."

Napoleon is dumbfounded for a split second, blinking his turquoise eyes in surprise at where this compliment came from. Then the smirk is back on his face.

"Why thank you, Nunuche. Aren't I always?"

You find your tongue poking out to lick your bottom lip, the sight before you simply irresistible. You step in closer with your hands outstretched.

"No, I mean like... actually yummy."

"............Nunuche?"

Freezing in place with his breath hitching, Napoleon leaves himself at your mercy as your hands finally land on him, taking a strong grip on his arms.... and before he knows it... he's pushed on the kitchen table.

"N-N-N-Nunuche..."

"Shh, Napoleon. Lie down."

Obediently, Napoleon relaxes his weight until his back is flush with the table, and he waits. For what exactly, he's not sure... but he's captured by your bold whims, curious to see what this would lead to. He hears rustling sounds where he can't see what you could be doing, but he's soon to find out exactly what you're planning for him.

"Nunuche what are you-"

"Stay completely still for me. Face the ceiling and close your eyes."

He complies with your strange request, heart hammering in his chest. Soon he feels something...something wet and thick meeting his cheek.

It smells just like...tomato sauce...

"Wha-"

"Told you to stand still. Talking is a no-no."

Once his whole face is covered, he's met with a new sensation as something falls down upon him like a gentle snowfall. Like cheese is falling from the skies.

Next, something smaller but heavier rains down on him... He opens his mouth in a gasp and one of the small particles falls in his mouth.

"Champignons", he guesses correctly about the mushrooms, in that thick French accent that drives you crazy.

Another few ingredients appear on his face, some of which he has no luck guessing but there must be some basil and onion in there.

"All done~! Now all we need to do is apply heat and bake you real good."

Pause.

"And how are you planning on doing that, exactly?"

"Hmm... it's easy. I'll show you."

The nightmare of Europe trembles on the kitchen table, facing a fear he never even knew he had. He feels a presence looming over him, it's you, no doubt - and he feels it coming closer and closer, the darkness inside his eyelids becoming yet darker as you're directly over him.

And then it comes.

"Mmmmmmuah!!~"

Ba-dump. Ba-dump.

Napoleon's face grows hot in an instant as you kiss his lips.

And he realizes. That was your plan all along.

Napoleon smirks, giving up the play and removing a pepperoni from his eye in order to raise his head and look at you with a soft, defeated smile.

"My clever, mischievous Nunuche. I have to admit, I didn't expect-"

He sees you holding a blowtorch.

"What are you talking about Napoleon? I'm only just beginning!"

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"AAAAAAaaaaa?"

"Napoleon, what's up with you! You fell asleep right after promising to cook me a meal and now you're even having nightmares! How deeply were you sleeping?"

Napoleon blinks into coherence, surprised to find himself lying on your lap under a tree's shade.

"I'm.... I'm fine, let's go cook. Have you decided on what you want to eat yet?"

"Hmmm... I was thinking about...pizza?"

"...Can't it be something else?"

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Kanetsugu as a Vulcan: not much different from regular Kanetsugu.

Done with inexpensive watercolors from Walmart on sketch paper so yeah I know colors blotchy as heck but you know its great practice for brush control.

tagging @mllorei @the12thnightproject because I just want them to see it and I love them so, i guess sue me

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MC was teaching him affirmations and it got a little heated.

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Kanetsugu, Fake marriage trope? You can do whichever you like, but if I'm really forced to pick, fluff! I know he's a newbie but I know you'll do great! 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Alright, first fic in my 300 follower celebration. And also my first fic for Kanetsugu (who I totally fell in love with upin reading his route)! Alright here we are.

Thank you @limonzu for the request! This was a fun one to write! ANd thank you for following me and appreciating my work!

A fluffy Kanetsugu and the fake marriage trope. No warnings just fluff.

Married For the Night

It was in the aftermath of an insane battle, our base camp had been overrun and I had been separated from the Uesugi-Takeda forces, who, despite initially being enemies of the Oda forces, had been nothing but kind to me…despite me being a hostage. Kanetsugu, my watcher, and constant companion had become someone I cared for.

Somehow, I had managed to get away from the enemy, but now I was lost in the woods, tired, hungry and cold and the light was quickly fading. It was at this moment, I could hear what sounded like footsteps in the forest behind me.

Despite how tired and lost I was, hearing those footsteps sent a fresh shot of adrenaline through me. I picked up my pace and began to run…but I wasn’t fast enough. I soon felt someone grab onto my arm and I was yanked back. Before I could even think to scream, a hand was clamping over my mouth.

“Quiet you foolish girl.” The familiar voice hissed in my ear.

My racing heart instantly calmed upon hearing Kanetsugu’s voice and realizing it was he who was holding me. My back was pressed to his as he held me firmly against him. That was when I realized we were hiding behind a tree. I heard what sounded like footsteps passing us by.

We stood there in silence for what felt like forever before Kanetsugu was finally releasing me. “Are you alright?” He asked me, his tone surprisingly gentle.

I nodded. “Yeah…just…tired.” I replied.

“There’s a village nearby.” He said. “We’ll take shelter there for the night. Then in the morning, we’ll be able to start searching for everyone else.”

“Okay.” I agreed.

Kanetsugu was then taking me by the hand and leading me through the forest. Before we arrived in the village, Kanetsugu was removing his armor and hiding it carefully in the forest. “The villagers are wary of warriors.” He said. “We’ll have an easier time hiding out if they think we are refugees…which with the current state of your kimono won’t be hard to believe.”

I looked down at my once beautiful kimono to see it covered in dirt and debris, tears from my trek through the forest, and singed in places from the fires in the camp. I’m sure the rest of me matched the state of my kimono.

I just nodded, figuring it would be best to go along with whatever his plan was. I was honestly having a hard time finding words. I was tired, sore, and scared. I had come close to being grabbed by someone who would not treat me so well as a hostage as Kanetsugu and the others had.

By the time we reached the village, night had completely fallen. It was a small farming village and there appeared to be no inn. We found ourselves knocking on the door of one of the farm houses.A kindly old man and his wife answered the door, a lantern in hand.

“I’m sorry for knocking on your door and at such a late hour,” Kanetsugu began, “but we have been on the run for quite some time now and…”

There was a gasp from the old woman as she looked at us. “Dear, we must let them in. Look at these poor dears…especially the wife.” The old woman said.

The old man looked at his wife and nodded. “Of course, dear.” He agreed. He then turned to us, a kind smile on his face. “We’d be happy to give you food and shelter. We have a spare room.”

“Thank you.” Kanetsugu replied. “My wife and I appreciate it.”

Though I was in a state of shock and tiredness from the battle and the run, I was being pulled from that by a new shock…this old couple thought we were married?! And Kanetsugu wasn’t correcting them?!

The couple led us inside and to their spare room. They were then going about bringing in some fresh clothes for us as well as a large water basin filled with freshly warmed water. “We don’t have a bath house or anything, but this should be enough for you two.” The old woman said with a smile as she laid out towels.

“Thank you, that is very kind of you.” Kanetsugu said, bowing in gratitude.

“I’ll go fix something to eat while you two get cleaned up and take your time.” The old woman said. “I remember when we were newlyweds.” She was then giving a wink before she and her husband were leaving.

Once we were alone, I was looking over at Kanetsugu. “Wife?” I asked, looking at him in disbelief.

He shrugged. “It makes sense.” He said. “Besides, they just assumed and it is a good cover story.”

“But you didn’t correct them.” I pointed out. “And now…how are we supposed to get cleaned up and changed? They think..they think…”

Kanetsugu let out a sigh. “You can go first. I will keep my back to you.” He was then making a show of turning around to face the door.

“Okay…but by the time I’m finished the water will be cold.” I pointed out. “You should go first.”

“And have you deal with cold water?” Kanetsugu replied, letting out another sigh. “Fine. here.” 

The next thing I knew, we were both sitting next to the large basin, towels wrapped around us and our backs to each other. We each had a wash cloth in hand. Despite doing his best to make sure we were both afforded privacy, I could still feel my heart pounding and my face glowing bright red…honestly probably my entire body.

“Well now, you better hurry up if we don’t want the water to grow cold.” Kanetsugu said.

I could hear him dipping his cloth in the water. “R-right…” I replied, my voice cracking with embarrassment.

“If you don’t get to washing, I will have to wash you.” Kanetsugu threatened.

“N-no. No need for that.” I squeaked, reaching behind me to dunk the cloth into the water and then bringing it over my face and arms, washing away the grime and ick of the battle and my run through the forest.

The warm water did feel nice as I moved it over my skin and aching muscles…oh how I wished I could just dunk myself in a nice hot spring…but this sponge bath was enough for now. Of course… there was also the fact that I was HIGHLY aware of Kanetsugu behind me…and the fact that we were both naked save for small towels wrapped around us…part of me couldn’t help but to imagine taking a peak…I mean Kanetsugu was always covered with pretty much his face and fingers being the only exposed parts of his body.

“You had better not be thinking any inappropriate thoughts over there, foolish girl.” Kanetsugu warned me.

“Pfft…I-I was…not!” I lied. “I…I was just thinking…how embarrassing this is.”

Kanetsugu chuckled lightly. “Just finish up.”

We finished washing up in silence, the sounds of the water and the washcloths moving over our skin the only thing filling the room. It felt like forever before we were finally done and putting some clothes on.

Once we were dressed, Kanetsugu was looking at me. “Sit.” He ordered, gesturing to a spot in front of him.

“W-what…why?” I asked.

“Just sit.” He told me. “With your back to me.”

Confused, I followed his instructions.Soon, I felt his hands in my hair, fingers working through it. “W-what…”

“I am fixing your hair.” He replied. “We don’t have a comb, so my fingers are the next best thing.”

“O-o-okay…” I replied, feeling tingles running down my spine as his fingers gently combed through my hair. “Th-thank...you.”

“We can’t have you looking a mess when we go to join our hosts for dinner.” Kanetsugu replied.

“I suppose you’re right…”

Soon he had finished combing through my hair and we were heading out of the room to join the elderly couple currently giving us shelter in the main room off of their kitchen. The old woman was bringing out a tray of tea while her husband carried a tray filled with food. 

“Some nice warm stew and tea ought to help the both of you.” The old woman said as she and her husband sat the trays down.

“That sounds lovely.” I replied, feeling a bit better after getting cleaned up. “Thank you…and for all of the kindness.”

The old woman gave me a warm smile. “We are just glad to help.” She replied. “And I am glad to see you seem to be feeling a bit better.”

We were all soon digging into the food and sipping the tea. The warmth of the food suffused me down into my bones. It was soothing and comforting. “This is a god brew.” Kanetsugu commented. “Thank you.”

“And the stew is good.” I added.

“Thank you. I know it’s not much, but I am glad to be of help.” The old woman said. 

As we ate, I could feel Kanetsugu’s eyes on me. I felt a bit self-conscious and looked over at him. “Do I have something on my face?” I asked him.

“No.” He answered, simply.

The old woman chuckled. “Oh you two are a lovely couple.” She said. “It’s so good to see a young girl with such a caring husband.”

Kanetsugu and I both instantly looked away from each other, my cheeks reddening. If I was not mistaken I think his were too. Kanetsugu let out a cough.

“Dear, don’t embarrass them.” The old man said.

“What? Young love is so sweet.” She replied. “They remind me so much of us when we first wed.”

The old man gave her a kind smile and took her hand in his, bringing it to his lips to place a kiss on the back. You could clearly see the years of love and happiness the pair had shared by the way they looked at each other…that warmed me in a way no food or tea could. A natural smile came to my face as I looked at them.

After we finished eating, Kanetsugu and I went back to the room they had prepared for us. The tub was gone and now a fresh futon was laid out for us. “Make yourself comfortable.” Kanetsugu told me. “I’ll keep watch, just in case.”

“A…are you sure?” I asked.

“Yes, now get some rest.” Kanetsugu told me. “Or do you need me to make you into a caterpillar again?”

“N-no…I’m fine.” I replied, slipping into the futon and getting comfortable, pulling the cover up to my chin. Of course…I was finding myself having a hard time getting to sleep despite how exhausted I felt.

“I promise, you are safe.” Kanetsugu told me and I felt him settling down next to the futon. “I won’t allow anyone to hurt you.”

“I…I’m just…”

I soon felt my head being moved and the next thing I knew, my pillow had been replaced by Kanetsugu’s lap. “You need to rest.” He told me. I then felt his hand resting on my back as he began to massage his fingers in soothing circles…and then I was further surprised by the sound of a beautiful voice, singing a sweet lullaby. 

I looked up at Kanetsugu, my eyes wide with surprise. He stopped his singing. “I thought this might be a preferable way of getting you to sleep.” He told me. “Now settle in for the night.” He was then brushing a hand over my eyes to close them and resuming his singing.

I had to admit…his touch was rather comforting and his singing voice soothing. “Where did you learn…to sing lullabies like that?” I asked around a yawn.

“I used to care for my younger brother.” He answered. “Now stop fighting sleep like a child and go to sleep already.”

“Alright…” I agreed. “And…thank you.”

Kanetsugu resumed his singing once again, his hand still rubbing my back. I cracked my eyelids ever so slightly and afforded myself one last look at Kanetsugu…the look on his face as he looked down at me was so gentle…and as I drifted off to sleep..and I was reminded of the way the old man looked at his wife…and that was the last thought I had before the exhaustion caught up to me and sleep claimed me. His kind smile filled my dreams that night.

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Hope you are having a great day! Okay this request might be different than usual. What will be the warlords reaction if they have a adult son/children that like to prank them when they are older? Who is gonna laugh at it and who is gonna be unimpressed like "I give you 5 seconds to run" reaction?

Hi cherry! I hope you are having a nice day too! Thank you for the request.

The warlords’ children pranking them.

Oda forces.

Nobunaga Oda.

At first Nobunaga will react like the second option, glare at the children for the prank. Though it’s not because he is angry, more like he doesn’t get it.

He will do pranks back secretly and laugh at them, getting pay back at them.

Hideyoshi Toyotomi.

Hideyoshi will pull on their ears, scolding them for pulling pranks when he is so busy. But he will begin to feel bad since the children were only having fun and will play with them.

Mitsuhide Akechi.

He will just smirk at the children, more harmless pranks will make him chuckle and commend the children for the creativity. But sometimes he will just smile eerily and prank them back when they least expect it.

Ieyasu Tokugawa.

Ieyasu is the kind of parent that would get very annoyed and glare, scold the children for interrupting his work. But he will feel bad if the children cry and will comfort them.

Mitsunari Ishida.

Prank? Mitsunari won’t even realize he is being pranked, he will just want to play along with his children without noticing it.

Masamune Date.

Masamune will have a good laugh, encouraging his children to make more fun and creative pranks. He might even join them to pull pranks on others.

Keiji.

Keiji is a bit tricky, sometimes he will find the prank fun and not get mad at all, but there will be times where he will be annoyed and will tell them to quit it. He wouldn’t be angry though.

Ranmaru Mori.

Ranmaru would find the children adorable for trying to prank him, so he would pretend to fall for them. Naturally he would already know because of his ninja skills.

Uesugi-Takeda alliance.

Kenshin Uesugi.

Just like he is towards MC, kenshin is very protective and loving towards his children, so he hardly would get mad at them. But he would find it inconvenient sometimes. Kenshin would surprisingly not be too harsh with them.

Shingen Takeda.

He will know that his children are planning something, so shingen will prepare himself to act like he didn’t know anything. When he gets pranked, shingen will act a bit dramatically, which will make his children laughing, exactly like he was expecting.

Yukimura Sanada.

Yukimura is a fun parent to prank, he will have the funniest reactions to the pranks his children pull and will nag at them as they flee. Even when he gets to scold them he looks funny.

Yoshimoto Imagawa.

Yoshimoto isn’t very fond of certain pranks, and he will try nagging his children for it, though he will lack a bit of energy. It will be more annoyance rather than anger.

Sasuke.

Sasuke will know immediately if his children are planning to prank him and will begin to plan in his head many strategies on how to avoid it with his ninja skills, but in the end he will fail and will be caught in the prank.

Kanetsugu.

One look from him and the children will already begin apologizing while bowing, he will not be pleased with pranks. Though he will feel bad for being too harsh and will pat them to calm them down.

Lone forces.

Kennyo.

Kennyo will be confused, he is the kind of parent who will scold his children if they try pranking him with life lessons, but he won’t have the heart to be harsh on them.

Motonari Mouri.

Just for pulling a prank on him they are getting light hits on the head, Motonari will scold his children for the pranks.

Kichou

Kichou is also the kind of parent that, with just one look, manages to make his children regret pranking him. He wouldn’t go hard on the scolding, but he certainly wouldn’t be amused.

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Hi hi hi!!!

Can I send a request for the Falling for You Challenge? 🥺

I’m not sure if you write for IkeSen Mitsuhide, but if you do, can I request a fluff with these two prompts?

List 1 prompt #8: first cold morning

List 2 prompt #9: it’s warm in your arms

Thank you!!🩵

On a side note, I’m glad that you are writing again! I really love your recent Jude fic💜😍

HIHIHI Sorry it took a while, and it's kinda short ;u; tryna' get my writing socks back.

Falling For You Promots: First Cold Morning, It's Warm in your Arms

817 Words | Fluff | Mitsuhide/Mai

The light that comes through the screen doors feels different.

Mai’s eyes flutter open, then she closes them again, positive that it can’t be time to wake up. There’s no glaring sunshine, no reds and oranges illuminating the room and, the warm presence beside her, tells her that it truly is not time to awaken. Mitsuhide always leaves before her; if he is still asleep, and she can hear his even breathing, then it’s far, far too early for her to be awake.

Then, his arm tightens around her waist and she lets out a small sigh.

“How long have you been awake?”

“I wonder?”

Mai shifts her gaze towards him to find his eyes peering back at her, a teasing smirk on his lips. Mitsuhide never divulges his secrets so easily, she knows that. She yawns, stretching slightly and curling into his side. “Don’t you have work?”

He’s silent for a moment, and then surprises her by changing their positions; now he’s snuggled under her chin, wrapped in her arms— she’s so stunned that she has no idea how to even react. “M-Mitsuhide?!”

“It’s cold.”

“I-” she feels her cheeks heat up.

“Cold enough to stay in bed, all, day, long.”

“You have work,” she breathes out, closing her eyes when his breath hits her skin, yet she tightens her arms around him; there’s something comforting about this, having him in her arms for once. As if she’s able to protect him from the world and how cold it is to him, maybe for a brief moment she’s able to repel the darkness of his life, of his job — perhaps, just for a bit, he’s allowing himself to bathe in the warmth and love he insists he doesn’t deserve.

“My work today is being with you.”

A small laugh escapes her lips. “You’re such a tease.”

“Mmhmm,” he agrees, lips finding her neck. She can feel his smirk widening that he’s getting his own way, as he always does. “It’s the first cold day, you wouldn’t kick your tricky kitsune of a husband out of bed would you?”

“That’s not fair-”

“It’s cold.”

“You’re always cold.”

She glances at him, gasping when she see’s the slight pout on his face. Is this some new tactic? had he been studying Ranmaru’s methods of getting his way all the time? It was impossibly bad for her heart! “You don’t need to do that,” she says quickly, looking away only for his fingers to gently guide her back to look at him. “You already have me in the palm of your hand.”

“But it’s such fun to find new reactions.”

“I should kick you out of bed just for that.”

In retaliation, Mitsuhide quickly puts his cold feet against her, causing her to gasp and half shout his name. His laughter fills the room soon after, and though she squirms to try and indeed push him off the futon, he simply clings to her tighter.

Yet, she’s surprised to find him already in the throes of sleep soon after; gently resting on her chest. She can feel he is cold, colder than usual and her arms tighten around him as if in an attempt to impart some of her own warmth into him. Honestly, a day in bed doesn’t sound too bad — it’s not often he actually takes the day off, and it’s rarer still when he uses it to actually rest.

“And here I thought you’d use all your spare time to tease me.”

“I can still… do so,” he murmurs, eyes barely opening.

Mai shakes her head, bringing a hand up to card through his hair. No one else gets to see him like this, only her. A side of him so vulnerable that any one of his enemies would use it against him in a moment, that he trusts her enough to be like this with her sets her heart afire. Perhaps that’s why she barely feels the cold outside.

“You’re right,” she whispers. “It’s cold today.”

Perhaps that’s what the light is outside; the first overcast day in months, the first signs of snow. The idea excites her and as she thinks about how he looks, snowflakes clinging to his long eyelashes as Chimaki curls around his feet in the garden, Mai feels her cheeks redden yet again. How is it possible he can do nothing but stand still in her mind and she’s smitten for him? Mai heaves a sigh, closing her eyes and snuggling back against him. She’s far too gone for him to resist at this point, it’s easier to let him have his way; especially when she’s enjoying it so much, too.

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