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bless narumi's glo-up in season 2

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Hsnr day!!!

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/leans over, lowers his turteneck, and bites and sucks on his neck until there's a mark

hoshina should have suspected something the moment he saw narumi come through the door. narumi is a sly man sometimes, but prone to irrationality; the sort of thing that always piqued hoshina's interest and curiosity especially when it concerns their relationship and status. the rumor mill in the ariake base has been hoshina's visits between here and overseeing the reconstruction of the third base. while he knows his boyfriend is respected throughout for his combat abilities, the attitude is something to be desired. hoshina, meanwhile is becoming quite popular with some of the female officers and he's been sensing narumi's irritation throughly.

he's not surprised when narumi makes a beeline for him, pulling him away from his very important documents, only to expose his already marked up neck to bite and suck a fresh mark. hoshina hisses softly, a noise of protest dying quickly in his throat as he allowed narumi to do as he pleases. better this than to have the captain yell at him for supposedly disliking this.

no, no, hoshina quite enjoyed it when narumi was jealous and making his claim all over him. it feels so nice to be wanted and desired; narumi didn't half ass his affection when he wanted to give it.

“narumi-chan,” hoshina purrs softly once he felt his lips unlatch from the reddened bruise forming on his neck, another one to the collection of other purpled and red marks left there, some fading while others were fresh from last night. “whatever happened to hello? how are you doing today? not even a kiss on the lips? i haven't seen you since this morning after all.”

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my man my man my man 🧎🧎🧎🧎

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always turning this man like a rotisserie chicken in my brain

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Turns out Soshiro is better at playing games than Gen Narumi?? How cute!!! I wanna see more content about this

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screenshot redraw from the last ep hehehehe

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me next please

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soft smooch 🩷💜

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hoshina is amused by narumi's reactions as usual, finding every bit of it cute. he really couldn't help himself and these little bits of him that leak out every now and again, even as he pouts and grumbles something under his breath he assumes is curses. the smile that curves on his lips is is genuine, enamored, reserved specifically for narumi and every aspect of him. he doesn't know what the other gets out of his usual looks considering its rare that he isn't smiling, but he does chuckle lightly at being called out for having more fun than he's probably supposed to laughing at him.

being caught in such a compromising emotion is quite embarrassing to the division captain, especially when he prides himself on hiding his frustrations well enough no one could read him. after all, who suspects a guy who has been told from the age of seven to give up his position, to take all those words and turn it into fuel to be where he is now? stubborn as he is, he can't help but attempt to hide the pout on his visage as narumi playfully calls him out for it.

he doesn't care about how he threw the game, how he essentially gave narumi a win he didn't need to work that hard for. the game was a distraction anyways; less of a distraction now when sōshirō was too focused on narumi and his expression. instead sōshirō soaked in the smile, the excitement, the warmth from his hand, the way his eyes shown, how close his face was getting and the breath tickling his lips all of a sudden...

and suddenly that warmth was on his lips; a spark igniting something deep writhing within hoshina. the controller is discarded in exchange for bringing a hand up to cup the opposite cheek of gen's and deepen the kiss. he knows narumi is horrid with words (seriously 'mocker'?) but that doesn't stop hoshina from wanting to discover the language of his being if it means they get to share kisses like these more often. he feels narumi come closer to him, hoshina's free arm goes to rest on narumi's side, just to see how he would feel under his palm. how they'd gone from disliking one another to this is a mystery for someone else to discover; in this moment sōshirō only wanted to lick every inch of narumi's mouth and pull noises from his throat only he would bear witness to hearing.

by the time sōshirō could think about anything else, his lungs and brain were in the midst of an urgent communication, fighting for air; narumi having the same trail of thought. there's an embarrassing moment where hoshina sucks in just enough air to go back for a kiss, but that whimper stops him dead in his tracks. sōshirō bites his lips at the way the noise makes his blood run south. “— a kiss?” hoshina answers, eyebrow raised.

hoshina chuckles between fits of gasping for air, “and here i thought i could hide askin' you out on a date. savin' me a lotta trouble.” hoshina's eyes remain open, trained on narumi and wanting to ruin those lips again. “...you could've asked for one of those a lot sooner, y'know. i wouldn't have been opposed to kissin' you at any time.”

❛ listen, it was all that came in my head at the moment. but there are better words! ❜ his lips pull into a distinct pout before he grumbles at the way hoshina is reacting to him. this was their normal, at least how they were at first until it turned into this. narumi can't exactly define it. it's different from the old man giving him the first division, a placeholder to call his own home, or else he'd be nothing but a stray cat roaming the streets uninterested in most things. he supposes aside from the geezer, the only other person he could thank is hasegawa. hasegawa being the first person to trust him enough to command himself & then eventually the entire force. ❛the only one having fun is you.❜ so what exactly is this purple haired fox giving him?

DEFINITIONS. he could read the whole dictionary if he chose to, in fact narumi has a myriad of words in his head. his high marks in school & within the force speak for itself, but the perplexing situation the both of them are in is something else. narumi takes the moment to take another chance at winning his second bet. he would have to rub it in hoshina's face in some capacity. he observes that the other didn't look thoroughly entertained with the idea that he was on the receiving end of being teased. ❛ what's wrong hoshina? not having fun now that i'm yanking your chain.❜

he makes no acknowledgment about the old man & getting complaints about narumi. he's probably heard it all about narumi since the higher-ups wanted nothing to do with him. they were simply waiting to replace him like a used up battery. for the most part, narumi is aware the world is not black & white. instead he sees the varying degrees of the ideas of right & wrong. for him personally ? he would do what needs to be done & he didn't care if he made everyone his enemy doing it. narumi watches hoshina wear the mask of frustration, one that he wears often when it comes to the other. he decides to take the reigns & deplete hoshina of his last life.

there's a triumphant grin on his lips, no matter how small the victory is narumi would celebrate his own. however, the expression hoshina wears on his face captures him. the affirmation that hoshina was more invested in him brings more joy to his excitement & stokes the flames of his ego. his hand doesn't move away from hoshina's cheek, instead he cups his chin. crimson occulars settle into looking at the other man, not caring about his own victory screen. for him? the prize is right in front of him. ❛ just focus on this instead then. ❜

he delves in without another word, a swimmer breaking into water & swimming to make time against his competitors. instead, his lips capture hoshina's & he knows right then that he wouldn't mind drowning in him. narumi is not very forthcoming about his feelings considering the many ways the world had been unnecessarily cruel to him. he doesn't care about the game at this moment when all he really wanted was to kiss hoshina & explore whatever findings they might have in the introspection of their relationship. the truth of the matter is, when there is hate or dislike, there is also passion. he pulls the other closer now, more than they had been, arms tangling around hoshina's neck. he adores the feeling of hoshina's mouth against his, feeling his energy become boosted after several hours of waiting to get his refill.

the third division vice captain has to know how he's feeling now with the way his kiss makes himself dizzy. swimmers have to come back for air at some point, right? there's a small whimper as he breaks away but he remains in the other's hold comfortable. ❛ the only other thing i wanted. ❜

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playing truth or dare with hoshina must be scary because he will suggest some insane dares, or ask some very specific truths.

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the freedoms of childhood are often lost to those with something to live up for. for hoshina that was always to be on par or better than his elder brother, making sure his footprints aligned with those already imprinted in the ground for him. thoughts and ideas of veering from the path were sometimes considered, but never taken. sōshirō felt comfortable walking that fine line already made for him. at least he had been until a few months ago. the meeting of someone special, someone who rivaled him in smarts with time to goof off. someone who was the crude and brash to his sophisticated and good mannered nature. narumi gen was the yin to hoshina sōshirō's yang, and the two couldn't be more fit together as friends or maybe more.

just as he'd finished his class assignment, double clicking save to be sure the document wouldn't be deleted, he hears a familiar tone and a red icon pop up on his sidebar. with a small smile he couldn't help but read his last name in the drawn out voice often overused by his one and only rival, maybe something a little more. there's a sweet smile on his face as he sees him typing then another message popping up asking if he was finally done with school work. sōshirō wondered often if he put off his work for the day before or got it done ahead of time to have so much free time on his hands. judging from his status he couldn't quite tell, but he knew the other was eager to play some horror game together.

hoshina: just finished, yes. hoshina: hopefully you finished yours too.

hoshina leans back in his chair after hitting print, it's pretty late, and his father tends to ignore him after a certain hour. hoshina takes his headphones out of the desk drawer, typing with one hand, as there are only a few reasons why his friend would be messaging him at this hour. he checks the server he is supposed to be moderating, seeing nothing amiss as people chat about any and everything. he's glad he's not the only moderator so he can slack off a little bit, thankfully.

hoshina: wanna call? what game are we playing today, narumi?

@skillscheck / gamer au starter!

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Listen, if you have "Likes: Coffee" in your character sheet, I'm convinced you're no morning person. I'm convinced you're actually just the opposite of it. You're that weirdo staying up all night getting all the shit done, you can't at daytime, because of people (excuse u ew).

So if you say Hoshina Soshiro likes coffee. Then he's a caffeine addicted idiot, as just described ok?

Also I did 70 % of this at 2 am on Monday morning, well aware I have to get up at 7 lol. *chuckled noices* I'm in danger :)

And in the morning I looked just like that. circle of life or smth., dunno I'm done..

(edit/reupload because of typo :O)

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character hc generator:

hoshina is a horrible liar.

hoshina can drive.

hoshina likes to eat straight coffee beans.

hoshina can't make the voices go away.

hoshina steals other peoples clothes.

hoshina has an incredible spice tolerance.

hoshina almost drank the lethal dosage of caffine once.

hoshina believes in ghosts and insists on trying to summon one at every sleepover.

hoshina nearly drowned in a river as a child.

hoshina has an intense fear of water.

tagged by: @skillscheck tagging: anyone~

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“what kind of word is mocker,” sōshirō giggles to himself, and shakes his head lightly. narumi's childish ways will never be unamusing to him, whether it's them bickering or being playful like now. however he does have a point, hoshina thinks with a subtle smile. “well of course, they're supposed to be in good fun, you know? the mocking that is.” but no, the small compliments hoshina would drip into their conversations here and there were nothing more than his heart leaking out unexpectedly.

hoshina knows with the way he carries himself that it's probably hard to tell when something genuinely bothers him. he had long since learned at a young age how to hide his emotions of hurt and personal suffering. his father telling him to give up this dream and years of being told that his skills weren't enough to do anything in the force as an officer were enough building blocks for sōshirō to learn when to put up an imperceptible smile. just smile the pain away, as he always has done; he finds it a little harder to do so around narumi. “hum, i suppose i'll have a talk with the director then.”

hoshina wears a soft frown, slightly frustrated with being on the opposite end of being teased. he huffs softly, turning his full attention back to the game so that he can send narumi's character flying. right, he had a bet to win, but at what cost? he wanted to see just where things would lead them if they just discarded the dumb thing honestly. determination settles back on his features as he grabs a healing item, ready to sweep under these dire circumstances, when he feels narumi's hand taunt him. it should be a crime as to how fast hoshina's attention was snatched.

his face is closer now, or had they always been this close? there's a warmth akin to heating water in a bath; the longer the water is left running, the hotter it gets. perhaps this would be next to boiling with the way hoshina stares at narumi. “i won't lie and say i'm not interested,” he answers honestly. “you ain't even tell me what else it was you wanted, besides calling you my favorite.” hoshina chances a hand off his controller, gentle hands brushing the fringe away from narumi's face so he can get a better look. what's losing his last life to chance?

is he hoping for too much?

“narumi, i've been focused on you the whole time,” he huffs softly with a smile. “whatever, you're unfairly teasin' me now, i don't care if i lose.”

❛ depends. sometimes you're just a big mocker. ❜ he knows the word doesn't exist even if he had read a good amount of books himself. narumi is aware he can be more than childish whether he wanted to get the last word or if the insult was too much he would find some capacity to be on the ground. it was only then he would be a deflated balloon, lost of all it's helium ( his ego ), & nothing more than a man who's been wounded. narumi is used to it, not just by hoshina but by the way hasegawa strives to keep him in check. not to mention his whole squad.

he was never one to care about what someone's opinion is, but he knows he regards the old man's as something precious to him. narumi could give a rat's ass about how other's saw him, he'd already seen those judgmental stares from the people running the orphanage or the fact he sometimes felt invisible growing up.

narumi suspects he might have hit a sore spot, the ache that come with going hard during a workout & it lingers. he can't imagine hoshina wouldn't be praised, he was practically a model citizen of the defense force. his record is nothing littered in demerits & threats of being kicked off the force. the truth of the matter is, the defense force needs him. ❛ i find it hard that someone could hurt you. you've got a way with words. ❜ he comments, but he doesn't even want the other to elaborate considering he thinks it would just sour the mood between them. ❛ tell that to whoever the hell raised me. ❜ he fires back at hoshina, not that he'd have a singular figure.

he lets the press of the buttons do the talking as he lets it fill the silence between them. he was in a competition to get his prized second victory. he knows it would taste sweet. narumi continues his relentless assault on link even though hoshina's performance seemingly has dropped. the silver haired man is amused, but he knows their last exchange is not something that would have him lacking in concentration. ❛ what do you think i mean by that? you should pick it up since you like to speak in riddles. ❜ cerise eyes peer at the other who seems to be more into whatever they were talking about.

he rests his free hand on hoshina's face, cupping his cheek as a smirk forms like water mixing with soap. ❛ careful, hoshina. do you want me to win?❜ he leans in now, eyes are burning with unspoken passion. ❛ i think you do, so you can grant me my reward, huh? ❜ narumi is careful not to let his fence riding go all the way through. he prefers to keep hoshina on his toes. instead he will choose to tip toe around it until he finalizes hoshina's losing his last stock. ❛ if you say you want to focus on me instead, maybe i'll spare you all the secrecy.❜

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#also narumi opens his mouth and ruins it

yea that happens more often than people think.

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⚔️ Day 1 of posting daily Hoshina pics~ (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)