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rueren · 3 years ago

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more than an hour - t. oikawa

you know he's tired from practice, but he always makes time for you. and it makes you love him just that much more

aka a very very under edited re-upload from a long time ago T-T

contents: fluff, implied fem!reader, pre-established relationship

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“Wanna come in?” you questioned. oikawa smiled up at you from behind his hair, sitting on the plush chair in the corner of the fitting room.

“Show me when you got them on. wanna have that shock factor, you know?” you take the clothes he's been holding your you in his lap from his outstretched hands as you nod, "And you know i'm here for fashion advice, babe."

“Please, after the plaid shorts fiasco, i’m not sure i want it,” you teased, leaning down to look him in the eye. His eyes widen a retort on his lips but after the lopsided smirk appears on your face, it turns into a pout and he turns away, arms crossing against his chest.

“That was one time, and we were in high school! One would think you lot would have let it go by now.”

your laugh rings in his ears, and he realizes that he if there was a way he could bottle that sound and keep it on his person forever, he would do so in a heartbeat. he feels your fingers cupping his chin, tilting his pouting face up towards yours and he softens. you're too good to him,

“I’m never letting it go,” another grumble almost tumbles from his lips before you press a chaste whisper of a kiss to his, turning into the fitting room, “Alright, see you in a sec babe.”

after what felt like too long for you to try on whatever outfits you had in your hands, you step out of the change room, you find him slumped against the wall.

your lips tug upwards, seeing his arms still folded tight against his chest, almost hugging himself, and his phone on his lap from where it fell out of his hand. he’s got his head propped up in the corner where the two walls meet, falling over a bit, with his hair falling into his eyes, and his mouth open the slightest bit. one knee knocked against the wall and the other following suit, he’s curled into himself for his nap.

he’d only just fallen asleep a moment ago, after you showed him a top you weren't sure about (he absolutely adored that colour on you, just like how he loved the last colour, and the one before that), his hands reaching out to your waist making your face heat up. How he managed to make you feel this way even after being together for so long was a mystery. so when he hears the shuffling of you grabbing his and your bags, his eyes flutter open, trying to pretend he was awake the whole time.

“Ready to go, babe?” his groggy voice gives him away, and you pick up his phone and tug on his wrist. at the cash, he’s hovering at your back as you pay (much to his protests from earlier, you’d insisted on paying for yourself today, if only from one store. that’s all he’d allow, if you kept insisting on this. (“i don’t see why you need to pay for it,” his bottom lip jutted out slightly, hands shoved into his pockets. “you know you don't have to. I know you can, but i want to, please just let me.” “ that’s exactly why i want to, toruu” “oh my god, you’re so stubborn. fine, one store and that’s all.”)

he’s got his fingers dancing at the hem of your shirt. as much as he wants to just to go home and shove his face into your neck and let the smell of your shampoo and the rhythm of your heartbeat lull him to sleep, he'd rather you be happy shopping. besides, he'd be home soon - if only for a short while. he could spare that much, right? he’d wake up extra early and train super hard tomorrow to make up for it - he knew you wanted to go out today. it was his suggestion, to begin with. he knew how patient you were with him, how he’s always off training, or doing one thing or another and wishes he could be more present, with his hectic schedule.

as tired as he may be, he couldn’t say he wanted to go home now. he could tough it out a little while longer. for you. you deserved it. you're so so good to him, he could tough out a few more hours.

you take a step back and press your back into his chest, and not a second later you feel his forehead thump against the crown of yours. a low hum comes from him as you turn around facing him. his eyes are droopy, the bags under them not hiding anything.

hands outstretched, he’s reaching to get your bag for you. he’d already pried the other ones from your hands while you were paying if only to distract himself from reaching over and replacing your card with his.

“where too next, love?” his fingers lightly graze your before lacing them, “or are you hungry? it’s been a while since we ate. want anything??” he’s too sweet for his own good, when he’s not being sassy anyways.

you tug him along and when you don’t turn right to the next store or the food court, he gets confused. once the mall doors come into view, he feels bad for feeling this sweet tightness in his chest, realizing what your doing.

“babes, what are you doing?” hes feigning innocence as you wrap your arm around his bicep, pulling to the doors.

“you need a nap, toruu. more than a nap.” next thing you know, he’s protesting with words falling from his lips that land on deaf ears and digging his heals into the floor. or more like trying to, but since the waxed glossy mall floor doesn’t give much traction, he’s basically getting dragged. you’re both giggling at his antics, all while his protests are coming out as less convincing than he intended them to be.

he swears up and down through yawns that he’s fine, not tired at all, there’s still a bunch of stuff you guys gotta buy, but you force him into the car and into bed when you get home.

"promise you'll wake me up? 's only gonna be a quick nap,,, couple minutes 'n i'm all yours,,," he mumbles against the fabric of your shirt as you pull the blankets over you both.

you're smiling now, fingers carding in his hair as his eyes flutter shut "one hour. close your eyes, toruu."

when his alarm for one hour blares, you turn it off before it wakes him up. he deserved a more than one hour nap. his peaceful face pressed into your chest, he’s got a leg strewn over your hips, and both his arms wrapped around you. his soft breaths are barely heard under the hum from the heater pumping through the apartment, but every now and then he lets out a sigh that tugs at your heart strings.

the alarm stirred him a little but your hand is in his hair, hushing him back to sleep. your sweet nothings ring in his ear and he nuzzled his face farther into your chest, smiling slightly.

he definitely deserves more than an hour.

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rueren · 3 years ago

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[12:07 pm]

sunlight filtered in through the crack of your bedroom curtains, warmth spreading across your face as you blink awake. the sheets are tangled around your bare legs as you twist to face your husband laying beside you and admire his features.

he's so,,, angelic, when he's asleep. he's gorgeous all the time, and you catch yourself just staring at him in those quiet moments around your shared apartment. but mornings like this, with his hair tousled, his cheek smushed into the pillow, his lips slightly parted, the mid-day light catching on his lashes and making his bare, broad shoulders look even more god-like than usual, you cant help but fall in love all over again. he was at peace. you were his peace.

smiling to yourself, you brush the stray hairs away from his forehead, pressing your lips there softly. then to his jaw. you felt him stir under you by the third one to his shoulder, muttering something unintelligible and pulling you into him still half asleep. he rests his head to your chest, wrapping an arm around your middle to keep you close.

"good morning, handsome" you whispered into his hair, fingers now threaded in it and scratching lightly. he hums back, and you giggle under him, the noise making him hold you tighter.

"5 more minutes" he mumbled, nuzzling into your chest.

"we do have to get up eventually, babe".

"mmmm" is all the acknowledgement you get before his eyes are fluttering before your face, and he's pressing his lips to yours. then again. then again. you feel the grin spread across his lips on the next one, the one that still has your toes curling and your stomach doing flips and your breath quickening and your heart skipping a beat and your face heating up even so long after being together.

you cover your face in your hands and turn into the pillows, grumbling and giggling to yourself and he tries in his sleepy state to pull your hands off, laughing himself in his morning voice that never fails to make your stomach drop and heat rise throughout your body so that is definitely not helping the situation. "c'mon baby, gonna deprive me of my source of happiness this early?"

"you're a menace and its past noon you dummy," you kiss him quickly, aiming to retreat back into your fortress of pillows right after the peck, but you should have known that wouldn't work. should have know that he would hold your face like this, kiss you deeply and tenderly and rub his thumb across your face, his fingers curling into your hair at the base of your neck. that you would melt into his touch, putty in his hands even in his half conscious state.

your hands come to rub his shoulders and chest, humming against his lips as you smile. its minutes before either of you pull away, foreheads against each other as you look into the others eyes.

"yeah, well, you love me"

"i do"

"good," he pecks your lips again before laying back down on your chest, lacing your fingers together with one hand, and he brings your other hand up to his head again, kissing your chest before nuzzling against your skin again. "i love you too"

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