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𖥨 feat. baji keisuke, in which your boyfriend is a little sick of your antics (he loves it)

content. swearing, playful slap to the face (not hard at all), baji is fed up but too in love with you to be truly upset, you're a little silly smh. girl used once in a pet name

a/n. — i saw a tiktok of this and it made me laugh a little so i figured i'd incorporate it into a little piece for whoever which just ended up being baji so enjoy! don't forget to show some love, i live to read your comments and tags! not proofread btw

baji curses at the sudden impact of you jumping on his back from the bed, nearly making his legs give out and drop you both if he didn't recover so quickly.

"i should drop you on your ass right about now." he doesn't even attempt to turn to look at you, already very aware of the stupid grin that you hide in the crook of his neck.

"i missed you!" your legs tighten around his waist and you push your head a little further into him when you speak, not too sure where to release all this pent up excitement that possessed you so suddenly at the sight of your lover.

"yeah? i missed you too, my precious girl. hop off so i can actually hug you." his hands pat the side of your clothed thighs, signaling you to release him, which you hesitantly do.

as soon as your feet hit the carpeted floor, you're pulled around to his front and into his arms, him putting every bit of his strength into a hug so you know just how much your presence means to him right now. his hands are circled around the back of your head, suffocating you into his black t-shirt and his right cheek is smushed against the top of your head.

"did you wash your hair? smells good." the comment makes you laugh into his chest but you can't do much in terms of a reply since your words come out muffled.

when he finally releases you, you don't even have a second to recover as you're being pushed onto your bed to sit, baji taking a seat right next to you.

waiting for him to finish telling you about today's adventures with his friends, you watch as your cat, beanie, slides through the crack of your door and jumps onto your bed, walking right over your lap and onto baji who doesn't pause his talking when moving to stroke the spine of the black cat.

while he continues to make himself comfortable with beanie, crossing his legs together and cuddling the cat into his chest with his lean arms, you get an idea.

"babe."

baji looks up from the cat for a second to acknowledge your calling, "what's up?"

"i have a flea." you hold out your hand for him to see. he peeks at the empty spot and glances back up to you to throw you an unimpressed look.

"a flea?"

"yeah, you see him?"

he even makes an effort to look a little closer, but just as he thought, there was nothing there. "no."

"well he's about to do three backflips, okay?" the serious look in your eyes when you inform him of the imaginary flea's upcoming tricks makes him wonder if he should've wore his glasses today.

you begin to count, eyes rising and lowering with each count and he can't help but follow your line of sight, slightly curious as to what is going on.

"you see him?"

baji nods knowing good and well that he saw nothing, but something in him just needed to agree with you.

"yeah."

"okay. now hold his jacket for me, will you?" you pull something from your hands with a little pinch and place it on his hand that he involuntarily stuck out for you.

"baby im so confused." he continues holding the tiny flea jacket.

"hang on, he wants to do three more." you ignore his confusion and begin to count once again. this time you swear you hear him count under his breath with you, wanting to laugh at the way his eyes tentatively follow the "jumps".

"yn, what the fuck is this?" he can't help but laugh a little because he truly has no idea what is going on before him right now.

"do you believe there's a flea in my hand?"

"no! what the hell??"

"then why are you still holding his jacket?" you both stare at his extended hand before he moves it to quickly land the softest slap to your cheek, causing you both to burst into a fit of laughter.

him laughing because he can't believe he just sat there and entertained it, let alone believed it for a second and you because the entire situation is just too silly not to love.

beanie decides he's sick of the chaos and hops off your bed and out the door once again, but just in time because baji doesn't waste a minute to tackle you to the bed.

"i really don't like you." he lies through his chuckles, the smile on his face revealing the truth behind his words.

"you're so in love with me." you tilt your head up a little so he knows just what you want, hand stretching to slide your fingers through his hair, giving it a few scratches.

his lips meet the apple of your cheek, smile softer but not quite gone, "maybe a little too much."

fluff prompt 3 for sasuke x fem reader (where the reader is ready to give sasuke a chance after he's been pursuing them for 1 year)

I really hope that you're still around if you're the Anon that requested this! I apologize for the massive delay, and we all already know I am clearly terrible at events. Hopefully you will forgive me and that this is a fun surprise for you. <3

☁️ Prompt 3: "I came here tonight, because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with someone..."

Warnings: Fluffy fluff fluff, hurt/comfort, minor NSFW hints, Sasuke doesn't understand love but is doing his best

Words: 1.7k

There’s nothing a good Halloween party can’t fix. Those were Ino’s exact words when you had confessed that you didn’t think you’d be attending this year, and those words ran through your mind like a train as you paced down the broken cobblestones leading to her house.

It had been exactly one month since you and Sasuke had last seen each other, and you were hoping to keep that streak up into month two at the chime of the clock at midnight tonight. Sasuke was… complicated. And hard to read. And infuriating in almost every way. For years, he held an indescribable power over you - one that you had nearly vanquished. But one month ago, in a moment of weakness, you ruined everything.

It was the best night of your life. You could still remember the way his lips felt against yours; could still envision the way his body rippled above you like a tidal wave, drowning you in a current of ecstasy and magnetism. None of that mattered, though. Not when you opened your eyes the next morning, expecting him to be there on the bed next to you. Not when the sheets next to you were cold and abandoned. Not when he should have told you how he felt. 

He’d left you a few voicemails which you immediately deleted, not wanting to hear what sort of excuse he had come up with; you knew it would be too painful, knew it would make you crawl back to him like the hopeless romantic that you were. After all, this was Sasuke Uchiha: the guy who you had been crushing on since grade school. The fact that you had managed to refuse his advances for so long in the first place was impressive, and now you had to do it all over again. Only this time, you knew what being with him felt like - and that made it so much worse.

“This time, for good.” You whispered to yourself, nodding your head in agreement as you marched up to Ino’s front porch, relief washing over you when your friend’s opal eyes greeted you with a shimmer.

“I knew it!” Ino exclaimed, wrapping you in a hug. “You can’t resist me.”

You laughed, shoving her away from you playfully. “More like I can’t resist a good party.” Ino smiled at you with a wink while looping her arm around yours, pulling you in the direction of the booze.

“And you’re alright, too, I guess.” You quipped, scanning the kitchen for any signs of He Who Must Not be Named.

“Don’t worry,” Ino said. “He’s not coming. I made sure of it.”

“That sounds…” You watched as Ino gestured towards the plethora of alcoholic beverages, her manicured nails sharp enough to kill. “Ominous.” 

“What are we whispering about?” Shikamaru’s familiar, lazy drawl circled around you before you saw him come into view, wrapping his arm around Ino’s waist and placing a kiss to her forehead. Ino giggled louder than necessary and smiled up at him with a flush in her cheeks. Feeling like a creepy onlooker with a voyeurism kink, you turned away, quickly scribbling your name onto a red, plastic cup. You scanned the various options and went with your tried and true “I Need to Get Drunk Tonight” booze of choice - Ms. Tequila. 

“I like your costume,” Shikamaru continued, and you realized he was talking to you. You quickly chugged your first glass of alcohol while nodding at him, imagining the way the feather on your headband bobbed around.

“Oh, thank you,” you slurred, filling your cup up again. “I’m surprised Ino was able to get you to dress up.”

Ino scoffed and rolled her eyes with a smirk. The red hood and white dress really suited her, making her beauty even more noticeable due to the bold colors. Shikamaru had his face painted grey and white, with black whiskers adorning his cheeks. Unsurprisingly, that and a granite hoodie were the only parts of his costume, and you smiled as you imagined the pout on Ino’s face when he told her that he would in fact not be wearing a pair of wolf ears to go with the getup. 

“Well, we compromised.” Shikamaru stated with a blush, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. Ino’s sultry laugh echoed as you turned to scout out the rest of the party with a wave, thanking her for convincing you to come one final time.

You had arrived a bit early, not really planning on staying the whole night like you had in years’ past. The truth was, you just weren’t in the mood for this type of thing tonight, and you had to experience it first hand in order to really know that. Being here, surrounded by friends, while your heart continued shattering into miniscule fragments that burrowed deep into your soul at the thought of not seeing Sasuke, of not being able to get any closure, was simply too much for you to handle.

I’ll stay for a while, you thought. Show off my costume, then claim to have a headache. You took a seat next to Sakura and Naruto, chatting with them about nothing interesting, drinking down the pain with each swig of the burning alcohol. 

“No, wait-” Ino’s worried tone jerked you from your melancholic thoughts as you whipped your head towards the commotion, locking onto a familiar pair of midnight eyes. You jerked up, boiling red heat rushing to your cheeks as your vision grew blurry. Twisted like a knife in a wound, you spun around and excused yourself, quickly exiting the room as the sounds of the music and Sakura’s voice blurred together as though you were being submerged into the deepest part of the ocean. 

You walked straight to the backyard, staring at the night sky and wishing to be swept up into its endless inky depths. Why is he here? Why now? Wiping tears off your cheeks, you sat on the stone steps and tried your best to remember how to breathe normally.

His voice was soft, whispering your name like a prayer. You could feel his presence behind you and you fought the urge to cave into him; to rest your back against him and sob with your head in your hands. Sasuke moved to sit next to you, resting his knee against yours. You didn’t move away.

“Hi.” He said, in a tone as crisp as the fall morning air.

“I was just leaving,” you said, wiping your eyes with the back of your hand. “So, you can stay.”

“I have to tell you something.” Sasuke stood up with you and reached for your hand, grazing his fingers against your palm gently as you tugged it away from him. 

“I don’t want to hear anything you have to say to me, Sasuke.” You turned away quickly, doing your damnedest to ignore the electric shock that ignited your soul from the skin on skin contact.

“I love you.” His words had an ebb and flow to them, like water or the lifeforce of the universe, constantly shifting and melding into different shapes and colors. They sang to you; they soothed you. You turned around, uncertain that your soul was even in your body.

“I love you, and I’m sorry I didn’t say it sooner but that’s how I feel.” He stayed planted to the concrete, his feet firmly cemented to the ground, his oil pool eyes glistening with the light of the stars as he waited for you to say something. Could you say anything? Your mouth felt hot, almost numbingly so, as your brain buzzed with a cacophony of emotions and doubts.

“You can’t just say that to me,” your voice cracked, but the flames burst from your throat quickly. It was the harshest you’d ever sounded to him, but the anger and betrayal laced in your tone was quickly overtaking any and all judgment that you had left inside of you. “That’s not how it works, Sasuke. I’m sorry.”

“You’re right,” he countered, grabbing hold of your wrist. You turned to face him, the warmth of his touch radiating in the palm of your freezing hand. “I don’t know how to do this because I’ve never had to. That’s how I can be certain this is love.”

He smirked, and your heart caved in. “I get nervous thinking about seeing you. I get lonely when you’re not around. I miss your smile when I make you sad. I sometimes worry that I will never be enough for you, but I’m too selfish to keep myself from you for another second.”

His voice faltered as you took a step closer to him, reaching for his shirt collar with a trembling hand to steady yourself against the avalanche of his confession. 

“I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.” He sighed and squeezed your hand, locking his eyes to yours. “And I mean it. I love you.”

Without another word, or another thought, or even a flicker of fear, you leaned forward and allowed yourself to kiss him without reservation. His lips were urgent, hungry. His arms wrapped around your waist like all the stars in the sky encircling around you, lighting up your soul in a way that only he could. His lips pulled away from yours and you were met with his beautiful crooked smile before he kissed you again, the fever of love overtaking your heart and mind in one fell swoop, and it was only then, amidst the soft silence of the night and the impenetrable comfort of his arms, that you admitted to yourself you loved him too.

He leaned back and placed a gentle peck to your nose. Your heart was racing as your fingers went numb, either from the cold or nerves, and Sasuke was saying something to you that you weren’t comprehending through the sound of rushing water in your ears as he caged your hands in his.

“Sorry I don’t have a costume.” He whispered, his cheeks a dusty rose. 

You cleared your throat and smiled. “Next year, we can plan something together.”

Sasuke clicked his tongue and glanced up towards the sky with a grin, his soft dark hair falling into his eyes. You reached forward to tuck a stray strand away and kissed his jaw delicately.

“Yeah,” he agreed, smiling down at you. “Next year.”

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chase. sasuke uchiha.

viewer discretion ༘ fem!reader, lowercase intended, quickie sex, black coded, sasuke is needy, surprise party for the hubby, creampie, reader fingers herself, choking, slight intoxication, sasuke’s rlly rough <3

mocha’s note ༘ happy super late birthday to daddy sasuke. *swoons* <3

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sasuke’s day didn’t go exactly how he planned it. all fucking day he’s been running around finishing missions for naruto who’s so far up his ass he feels like he gave birth to the guy. and that’s not even the main reason why he’s angry. sasuke finds it odd that no one in the entire village had wished him a happy birthday today. yeah, he may not be the most favorited, but his close friends, the ones he’s known for half his life didn’t have shit to say to him. and sasuke being sasuke didn’t bother speaking on it, assuming either they’d forgotten or simply just didn’t care. he’s been out since dawn, taking care of things for the village until the sun began to set and the area grew quiet. 

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