Thinking About How Sunarin, Whose Primary Love Language Is Physical Touch, Would Take Advantage Of The

thinking about how sunarin, whose primary love language is physical touch, would take advantage of the weather everytime it gets cold, saying, "oh look, it's raining— guess it''s cuddle weather, doll..”

you'd always roll your eyes at him, though there's a smile on your face, “rin, it's barely a drizzle.”

“it's still rain.” he pouts cutely, hazel green fox eyes a bit narrowed as you get up to get ready for the day, him still entangled in the sheets of the bed you two share. “c’mon doll, stay home and cuddle with me...”

your eyes soften at your boyfriend's smooth voice, before the same thing that happens every time there's even the slightest chance of rain or the tiniest bit of appearance of gray clouds in the sky happens once more— you sigh, looking at sunarin with a you-win expression on your face. “fine, but only because i'm cold and am actually looking for an excuse to be lazy today..”

he tugs you back to bed in one swift motion and encases you in his arms. he wraps the blanket around both of you and nuzzles his head into your neck. he starts peppering kisses all over your neck and face, sending tingling sensations all over your body and warmth in your heart.

“yeah, totally not ‘cos you just wanna cuddle your hot as fuck boyfriend.” he teases.

you giggle as he presses a sweet kiss on your lips, his fox eyes lovingly gazing into yours. “yeah, totally not that.”

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ready, set, pay !

𖥨 feat. suna rintaro , in which you and your boyfriend suna fight over who will pay for this week's groceries

content. friendly relationship banter, swearing, suns wants to take care of you with his pro volleyball money but you're not having it, cashier is entertained, slight suggestive talk and comments, mention of impregnation

a/n. — as a cashier, i love when this happens, it's so cute and makes me laugh so i figured i'd write about it. don't forget to show some love, enjoy!! also this is NOT proofread so don't get on my ass for mistakes. requests are open <3

"are you gonna stand there and look pretty or help me unload this cart?" the look on your boyfriend's face says he's not impressed at your lack of contribution to this trip but you did tell him that if you did the shopping, he'd be doing the rest and you meant it.

"i think i'll stand here and look pretty. besides, you're almost finished anyways. it's almost like i did all of the shopping while you followed me around and whined about them not having your favorite protein bowls." the next box of pancake mix is slammed a little too hard onto the belt, your boyfriend mumbling something about how he should've stayed home, but you knew better than to be deceived by the whole 'i hate it here' act.

suna loved to grocery shop with you. he loved pushing the cart while you neatly put stuff inside of it and marked said item off of your cute little list with your cute little pen. he loved sneaking stuff into the cart just for you to act like you didn't see it and pay for it anyways. he loved when you asked him which flavor of cream cheese looked better or which new cereal you should try this time around. he loved the domesticity of it all.

he would mention every time how it weirdly turned him on to which you'd laugh and call him a freak, but if only you knew that he was not joking. it made him feel some type of way seeing you shop for groceries for y'all to eat at y'all's house under the roof you both owned. god he was gonna get hard thinking about it.

maybe he should put a baby inside of you to really add touch to the domestic feel of your relationship. he could see it now, you pushing his baby around in a stroller, picking out baby food and cute decorated bottles-

"suna rintaro." your boyfriend's far off gaze meets your own concerned eyes, "you good there?"

"yeah. sorry, baby." he puts the last few things on the belt before pushing the cart your way so that the bagger would have somewhere to put the many paper bags packed with things you two probably didn't need. "do you want a drink?"

suna opens the end cap fridge to retrieve a peach flavored celsius, grabbing another watermelon one for later knowing you'll be asking for a sip of his like you always do after denying his offer to get you your own drink.

"no thanks."

and like every other time, the cashier announces the overpriced total for all of the things sitting in the paper bags in your cart, but instead of suna pressing his apple watch to the corner of the terminal to pay, he nearly scoffs when you turn yours on to do the same.

"put that away, you know i pay for the groceries." his larger hand swats yours away when you get a little too close to the square reader for contactless payments.

"you paid last time meaning it's my turn. you paid for lunch so it's only fair."

"i paid for lunch because i like paying for you. you're my lover, it's my job."

"yeah well, you're my lover as well so therefore the job is also mine so move."

a small beep signaling the completion of a transaction is heard between your bickering and shoving making you pause, not too sure who just paid for the 214 dollar bill.

suna flips his watch to see the card information for apple pay still displayed, the words hold near reader mocking him from the tiny screen of his watch , but a small check mark and the words approved glowing on yours.

the cashier laughs as she hands you the unnecessarily long receipt as your bothered boyfriend stands scarily still next to you, imaginary holes being burned through your skull from his hard stare.

you can only roll your eyes at his dramatics and land a few pats to the firm muscles of his back with a reassuring smile, aware that he just truly loves taking care of the finances and anything that involves needing money since he's more than able to.

you wouldn't even have a job if it wasn't for his understanding that you want to be able to work for the things you want and experience having a successful career and hard earned money. another reason why you are also more than capable of paying for this week's groceries.

"push the cart for me big boy, we gotta put all this in the car." the six foot man before you visibly slumps at the thought, a small defeated sigh leaving his lips when you wrap an arm around his waist and pull him along with you to the full basket on wheels.

"i'm buying us dinner tonight." his voice is firm when he lays the not offer down.

"i know you will, baby."

"and i'm getting us smoothies before we go home." now you're smiling at his pettiness.

"yeah?"

"mhm."

"okay, pretty boy. buy us smoothies with all of your hard earned money from being such an amazing player. my sweet, generous, loving, rich boyfriend." now he's smiling that gorgeous smile that you love a little too much. the way he bites the inside of his cheek to hide just how much your words affect him makes you wanna kiss the lights out of him.

"shut up." he wants to trip you when you go walking past him with a little too much pep in your step. but you don't notice the hundred dollar bill he slips into the open zipper of your purse as you go by, setting a mental reminder to sneak in another one later when you're not paying attention because suna always pays for his lover.

the babysitter and the tutor

stranger things

eddie munson x reader

After starting Hawkins High, Lucas, Max, Dustin, and Mike were going through some serious changes. El wasn’t here to have girl time with Max or gross anyone out in her relationship with Mike. Will was no longer here to keep their D&D spirit alive, but Dustin was single handedly trying to change that by making the group sign up for Hellfire. It was the one thing Dustin had been looking forward to about moving from junior high to the bigger building next door. After he’d met Eddie Munson for the first time, he was all in.

I’d heard about Dustin’s admiration of Eddie from Steve, who was passive aggressively ranting about Dustin’s new high school friend when I went to Family Video to return The Outsiders. He’d suggested it to get me out of reading the book for our English paper, but I’d already finished it before he made his unhelpful suggestion. 

It was the same day Max had come into Family Video with a problem of her own.

“Woah, what’s wrong with you?” Steve asked, staring at the redhead.

“Billy.”

Steve and I shared a knowing look. Since moving to Hawkins, Billy Hargrove had made a lot of friends, and a fair list of enemies. We’d all grown to know how insufferable Billy could be but since Max, Lucas, Dustin, and Mike had joined us at Hawkins High, he’d grown even more unbearable.

“What’d he do now?” Steve asked.

“Lucas wants me to join Hellfire with Dustin and Mike, but Billy’s convinced Eddie’s some kind of freak and won’t let me,” she said. “He says it’s his dad but I know it’s his fault. He says he can’t give me a ride from school that late and my mom and step-dad don’t want me skateboarding home in the dark after everything that’s happened.”

“I’ll give you a ride,” I offered. “I babysit you so they’ll trust me to do it. I’ll come over and play nice.”

“Really?” Max asked, doing a poor job of downplaying her excitement. “You think that’ll work?”

“Yeah, it’ll work,” Steve chimed in with a disinterested shrug. “Most trustworthy person I know.”

“Don’t let Robin hear you say that,” I laughed.

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Breaking the law is not something you've ever tried to do.

You're not a stickler for rules you just...don't have an interest in making trouble, especially making trouble on purpose.

But after seeing that guy in uniform?

You start to weigh the risks.

The next time you see him he's, sadly, not on duty. Your friend knows his friend so when you're out getting coffee one day and the two of you bump into the two of them--Sugawara and Daichi as you're properly introduced--you can't help yourself.

"I think I've seen you around before," you say slyly to Daichi and his smile is pleasant, congenial, when you describe the time and place.

"Routine patrol," he admits. "I'm usually assigned that area."

You hum "so...you're not one of the officers out catching 'bad guys'?"

He smirks, a touch of humor. "Only if they cross my path."

"And then what?" You banter "are you the one who locks them up?"

Daichi's eyes sparkle curiously at your tone. "If they've committed a crime serious enough...though it's usually enough just to give someone a warning or, at most, write them a ticket."

Your friend and Sugawara exchange an amused look that you and Daichi miss.

The conversation wraps up quickly after that but the attractive officer who doubles as a strong, sturdy civilian doesn't leave your mind.

He's back in action patrolling on foot with his partner the next time you see him.

You exchange a friendly greeting, warmth building in your chest. "And how's the neighborhood today? Am I safe walking around alone like this?"

His partner smirks but Daichi just lightly chuckles. "Yes, you'll be fine."

"Are you sure?" you ask. "I might need a police escort...you never know where a criminal might be lurking."

Daichi snorts. "No criminals in sight."

Without looking away from Daichi you step toward the street and repeat "are you suuure?"

He frowns lightheartedly, his partner watching with reserved entertainment. "What are you doing?"

Though the crosswalk is only a car length away you dramatically step into the street very much not in it.

"Nothing officer," you reply innocently with a devious smile that makes Daichi smirk.

"Use the crosswalk." He crosses his arms staring you down.

"Or what?" You grin taking another step away from the sidewalk.

He scoffs wryly. "I'll give you a ticket."

"Hmmm." You tap your chin looking him up and down. "Will it have your number?"

Daichi's trying to suppress a smile as his partner shakes his head. "My badge number? Of course."

"I was hoping for your phone number," you admit without moving any further into the street.

Daichi gives a quiet, deep laugh and takes out his pad as you skip back to the sidewalk with a victorious grin. Then he rips off the top sheet and offers it to you.

"Thank you officer." You beam and he gives you a flat look with a small smile. "I'll be on my best behavior from now on."

You watch him go, admiring the back side of his uniform, finally looking down at--

The ticket.

He actually wrote you a ticket!

"For harassing a law enforcement officer?!" you shriek, making a few heads turn in your direction.

You cringe with embarrassment and hustle to the nearest station. As the train pulls in and rustles the ticket in your hand you notice something else scribbled on the back:

Just kidding. Consider this a warning and don't do it again, especially so it doesn't encourage anyone else.

You grin ear-to-ear at the phone number underneath.

Ok so you're living the dream right, you (in your 20s) and Toji (in his 40s) finally settled down after your whirlwind on and off relationship cos your both hoes and a lil messed up in the head. anyway ya got married, had some kids, yadda yadda yadda, you locked that dilf tf down. For your 15th anniversary, he takes you to a fancy restaurant. When the waiter comes to take your order... Y/n: I'll just have the seafood salad Waiter: Very good. And for your husband? Y/n *chuckling*: Oh no, no, no. He's my husband. Toji: ... That's what he said. Y/n: shocked pikachu face Later that day, in conversation with Megumi Y/n: The day I have dreaded finally came... Megumi: looking at Y/n with mildly raised eyebrows Y/n: People assume I'm Toji's... (whispering) wife. Megumi: I shouldn't even have assumed you were going to make a normal point

Robin to Steve and Nancy: "I swear, they're dating! Just see..."

Robin: "Hey Y/N! What do bees make?"

You: "...honey?"

Eddie *from another room* : "Yes, dear?"