Can Michi Move Out Already It's My Turn

Can michi move out already 😐 it's my turn

I better see a Takeomi X fem bike reader or else I'm gonna steal y'all's knee caps 🙄‼️

When your grandchildren died earlier than you :

I'm sorry..

Hear me out… 🛍w/koko…

note. i hear it loud and clear nonnie 😳

kokonoi, a bonten executive who has alot of green bucks in his disposal, absolutely loves showering you with the most expensive gifts he could find in the mall; completely ignoring your protests when you tell him that he should save his hard-earned money for something more important because he is doing what you had asked.

he is spending money on something—rather, someone who he deems as important—which is why he's spending it all on you, because that's one of the only few ways he knows how to show his affection.

"do i look good in this?" you shyly stepped out of the dressing room, wearing the branded clothes he had picked out for you the moment you both entered the shop. kokonoi specifically told you to not pay attention to the price tags while you were changing, and you did try your best to follow his request, but you were so sure there were more than four zeros on that price tag—or maybe you were just seeing things?

kokonoi hums thoughtfully, his eyes raking up and down your body as if assessing whether the clothing was worth to buy. you would have been intimidated by his long stare if not for the quick flash of a gentle smile on his lips, like he was reassuring you of something, before turning to a staff nearby with a smug smirk. your eyes bulged out of your sockets when you see him wave a black card in hand, temporarily meeting eyes with the staff who's irises were blown wide at the sight of the card he held.

"we'll take them all." kokonoi waves on the countless rows of expensive clothings, making both yours and the staff's mouths to drop open at his command. you were about to protest when he snakes an arm around your waist, bringing his lips closer to your ear, his warm breath tickling the your skin and leaving goosebumps all over. "if you see something you like that wasn't added to the pile, tell me, okay love?"

"i—" you stuttered, unable to formulate a proper response due to the close proximity.

kokonoi gladly hands the black card to the staff who's mouth only parted in awe as they silently stalked off to the cash register to arrange all the purchase. he chuckles in amusement when he sees how carefull they were handling his card as if it was made out of glass, but when he turns to you, his intimidating persona melts as he buries his nose on the crook of your neck, feeling his lips form a smile while he leaves a few pecks on your shoulder blade.

"you look absolutely ravishing."

I swear if I ever saw a Taijukinnie hashtag, I'm pulling a Mikey.