It's Getting Thicker Wtf

❣︎ ⎯⎯ staring contest .

PAIRING ! jake sim x reader // GENRE ! fluff // WC. ! 0.4k

PROMPT(S) ! 11. calling them nicknames ;; 12. winking at them ;; 17. looking in each other’s eyes // requested by two lovely anons <3 // 2k followers event

A/N. ! yesss another jakey fic hehe hope you guys enjoy <3

“jakey,” you called out before smirking mischievously, “wanna have a staring contest?”

your boyfriend looked at you, amused as he let out a playful chuckle, “y/n, be honest. i know you just want an excuse to stare lovingly into my handsome eyes.”

you laughed sarcastically at his joke, “as if. i just wanna see who can last longer without blinking, that’s all.”

“mhm,” he hummed, unconvinced, “yeah, sure. but are you okay to? i don’t want you to get all sad when you lose.”

“well, maybe it’s safer if you just give up then,” a sly smirk painted your lips, following your reply.

“game on, baby,” he challenged.

you two sat in front of each other, getting yourselves into position.

with your and your boyfriend’s eyes closed, you began counting down, “three. two. one.”

and immediately you two opened your eyes, staring into one another’s competitively.

and of course, you weren’t even ten seconds through before he began smirking playfully. it was obvious. he was loving this.

to him, your eyes were the prettiest in the entire world, and so even if you weren’t using this as an excuse to look into his eyes, this was definitely a good excuse for him to stare into yours.

once you two hit around the twenty-second mark, suddenly, jake winked at you with that same stupid smirk of his on his face.

“hey!” you started, interrupting the silence. “you lose!”

“no!” he quickly denied. “as i recall, winking isn’t actually blinking. so if anyone lost here, it would be you, since you literally just blinked.”

“i—no,” you said, making your best attempt to hide your growing smile. “it still counts.”

“you said the rules are whoever lasts longer without blinking wins, and so that would be me,” he said proudly, leaning in slightly closer until you could feel the gentle fans of his breath on your skin. “so what are you gonna do about it, loser?”

that stupid smirk was back, and you couldn’t help but stare.

and with that, you cupped his sharp jaw before leaning in closer to remove the gap, placing your lips on his in a passionate and loving kiss.

if this is what winning was like, expect jake to be proposing staring contests between you two very often.

A/N. still currently only thinking about ,,,, jake abs :’D ,,, someone help me im not ok :’D oh yeah also reblogs and feedback and jake pics are always appreciated :’D

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❣︎ ⎯⎯ moving in .

PAIRING ! yang jungwon x reader // GENRE ! domestic fluff // WC. ! 0.6k

PROMPT(S) ! 8. embracing them from behind ;; 18. putting a blanket on them ;; 20. making them food they like // requested by two lovely anons <3 // 2k followers event

A/N. ! and another one is posted 🤩 ,,,, also this isn’t proofread sorry sjdjdjd

“hi,” jungwon said softly beside your head as he wrapped his arms around your form from behind.

you two had just moved in together, and after a long day of moving heavy boxes, unpacking and organizing your belongings, your felt body slowly grew weaker and you heard your stomach growl. so as jungwon continued unpacking, you had slipped yourself out of the room and into the kitchen to make one of your and jungwon’s comfort foods, since you knew you both could use an energy boost at this time.

“what are you up to?” he asked, watching your hands work from over your shoulder, now resting his head on the side of yours.

“making our favourite,” you told him, a soft smile growing on both your and jungwon’s lips.

“can’t wait,” he said before placing a loving kiss on your cheek.

“wanna grab me some bowls? it’ll be ready in a few minutes.”

jungwon nodded at your request before quickly taking some bowls he had unpacked an hour ago from the cabinet, placing them near you on the counter.

“there you go,” he said, wrapping a quick arm around your waist and placing one more kiss on your cheek, causing you to smile before he let go and took a step and leaned his body on the counter to watch you from the side.

his eyes were filled with awe and his heart exploded with love for you that he couldn’t help but smile.

“what’s that grin for?” you asked amusingly.

“i just can’t believe we’re finally living together. we’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, and the time has finally come. it just feels so surreal and exciting. i get to be here, with the love of my life, and i’ll get to go to sleep tonight with you by my side and dream about you, all to wake up to that beautiful face in the morning. and i’ll get to do that every single day.”

“won,” you pouted sweetly, turning to him and walking over, immediately placing your lips on his.

at first he was slightly taken aback, but as you placed your chest on his and wrapped your hands around his neck, quickly, he relaxed from underneath you and wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing you back.

after many long seconds, you pulled back with a smile, and you found jungwon’s eyes in almost a daze, staring at your lips.

“food is ready, by the way,” you told him, pulling away, leaving him desperate for more before he blinked a couple times and stood up straight, grabbing the bowls of food so you wouldn’t have to and quickly brought it to the small coffee table that was newly placed in what was soon to be your living room.

you two sat yourselves closely on the couch, and jungwon quickly and excitedly dug in and let out a satisfied sound once the food hit his tongue.

he let out a sigh and looked at you, “i love you.”

you let out a small chuckle and placed a kiss on his lips.

“mmm–are you cold?” he asked, somehow able to feel the coolness from the touch of your lips on his.

“a little,” you answered, and he quickly got up, finding a blanket for you before hurrying back and placing it over your thighs.

he picked up a bowl and turned to you, feeding you to which you also let out a satisfied hum.

as he took a spoonful himself, you rested your head on his shoulder.

if this is what living with jungwon every day was going to be like, you would’ve moved in together so much earlier. you couldn’t wait for what was in store for your and jungwon’s future.

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your boyfriend has an obsession with your hands. he is not able to place when and where it started, neither why or how. but when sunghoon feels the weight of your fingertips against his skin, he can assure you that it is the only thing he has ever known.

he loves when your run your fingers through his hair, a giggle leaving his mouth when you put them away from his eyes. and when your hand slips in his as you walk next to each other or when your leave soft taps on his palm as you talk to him, there is nothing in the world that matters to him, except you. although he is used to these antics of yours, warmth fills his body whenever your knuckles brush against his cheek, the tip of your finger touching one of his moles, your thumb caressing his lips.

when you cup his face, he has an excuse to turn his head to your hand. nose brushing your palm, breathing your delicate scent before landing a kiss on it. his eyes closed as he leans into your touch, then looking back at you while your rub his skin with your thumb. he see stars and they would reflect in his ‘you-thirsty’ gaze as he looks at you.

lovesick and adoring, hand holding yours as you talk. softly connecting his skin with your fingertips. trailing kisses all over your hand before going up to your forearm. he finds his lips on your shoulder at some point, everything that falls out of your mouth being the only thing he can understand at the moment. the feeling of his kisses finding your neck tickles and makes you chuckle.

sunghoon pulls away at the dulcet and angelic sound, smiling at you. eyes scrunched and fangs showing off. he holds your waist firmly before kissing you.

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hyunjin loves you quietly. and you feel it the most when he does small things for you without mentioning them, all just to see your reaction. today, the two of you are sitting in a cafe, sketchbooks in front of you as you merely enjoy one another's company while you draw. he's drawing a couple across the room, deeply invested in their own conversation in a way that makes them perfect to try and capture quickly. you, on the other hand, are trying to capture architecture outside. its always been your weak point and you've been wanting to get better at it, and you think that's why hyunjin picked a table that let you see the brick building across the street perfectly.

you reach over to your bag, drawing out the smaller bag you keep your pencils and pens in. when you unzip it, you realize there's new pens in your bag. for a moment, you just stare at it, wondering when you broke open a new package. it was on your list of things to-do to replace them, sure, but you never made it to the art supply store, and hyunjin went without you--

oh.

"something wrong?" he asks quietly, looking up at you. he gives you the softest smile, so in love with being able to spend these quiet moments with you, but you know that he's fully aware of the little act of love he's done for you.

so you just shake your head, pulling out one of the new fine line pens while snagging your kneaded eraser, too. "thank you."

his eyes flicker down to the pen in your hand, and that subtle smile grows a bit wider as he returns to his work. he does reach out at one point, just to squeeze your free hand, drawing it up so that he could plant a quick peck against the side of it.

and you show him your own love in the way you bring him a new drink later, a doodled heart on the side of it from you that you face toward him. it's tiny. it's cheesy. but it puts three words into a single shape that makes him hold your hand tighter on the way home.

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a/n: ermm... honestly i've never tried these before 😭😭 but i was really bored and decided to make them I HOPE THEYRE NOT SUPER TRASH IM SORRY IF THEYRE CRINGY

pairings: enha x fem!reader (y/n is referred to as girlfriend)

warnings: a lot of cursing, kys joke, riki calls reader lady, situationship with Jake, pet names like... in every one of them, awful attempt at humor, spelling errors and grammar mistakes! if you want me to add a warning please lmk! genre: fluff, crack, angst-ish if you squint.

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Rainy mornings — Oikawa tooru

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Synopsis: a morning with your dramatic bf | oikawa x female reader, fluff

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The soft patter of rain against the window was the first thing you noticed when you stirred awake. The gray morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a cool, muted glow over the room. You shifted slightly under the blanket, the warmth beside you making it impossible to move too far.

Oikawa lay next to you, half-asleep, his messy brown hair sticking up in different directions. His face was relaxed, lips slightly parted, and his breathing slow and steady. One of his arms was lazily draped over your waist, holding you close as if he wasn’t ready to let you go just yet.

You turned slightly, brushing a hand through his soft hair, and he made a sleepy sound of protest, nuzzling his face into the pillow.

“Mmm… too early,” he murmured, voice thick with sleep. “Stay here.”

“It’s already morning,” you whispered, smiling.

Oikawa cracked one eye open, barely, before shutting it again. “Morning doesn’t exist when it’s raining,” he mumbled, tightening his hold on you. “It’s the law. We have to sleep in.”

You chuckled, feeling the vibrations of his voice against your skin. “Oh? And who made that law?”

“Me.” His voice was smug, but drowsy, the last syllable dragging as he tried to keep from slipping back into sleep.

You sighed dramatically. “Well, if it’s a law, I guess I have no choice.” Oikawa hummed in approval, a soft smile playing at his lips as he buried his face against your shoulder.

The rain continued to fall outside, and with Oikawa holding you close, the world beyond the warmth of the bed could wait just a little longer.

"still sore from yesterday's match tooru?" you asked after a while. Oikawa let out a low whine, burying his face deeper into your shoulder. “Don’t remind me,” he mumbled, voice muffled against your skin.

You ran a hand gently down his back, feeling the tension in his muscles even through the fabric of his shirt. “I’ll take that as a yes,” you said, amused.

He sighed dramatically, shifting just enough to peek up at you through half-lidded eyes. “My legs feel like they’re made of lead. My back is stiff. And worst of all,” he paused, lips curling into a pout, “you’re bullying me first thing in the morning.”

You rolled your eyes playfully. “I’m not bullying you. I’m being a very loving and concerned partner.”

Oikawa let out a sleepy chuckle, his fingers tracing lazy circles on your waist. “Then as my very loving and concerned partner, shouldn’t you be taking care of me?”

You raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And what exactly does His Highness want?”

He hummed, clearly enjoying your attention. “A massage,” he declared, stretching slightly before groaning at the soreness in his body. “And maybe some breakfast in bed. And cuddles. Lots of cuddles.”

You laughed softly, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “You’re so needy in the morning.”

Oikawa only smiled, eyes fluttering shut again as he nuzzled closer. “Only because I have the best person to be needy with.”

You sighed dramatically, dragging your fingers through his messy hair. "Fine, fine. I’ll give you a massage, but breakfast in bed is pushing it."

Oikawa let out a satisfied hum, shifting onto his stomach and burying his face into the pillow. “Mmm, That’s my good girl.”

Shaking your head, you straddled his lower back, your hands smoothing over his tense shoulders. The rain outside only added to the cozy atmosphere as you slowly began working the knots out of his muscles, pressing your thumbs into the stiff areas.

He let out a deep groan, his whole body melting beneath your touch. "That feels so good,” he mumbled, voice muffled by the pillow.

You smirked. "What would you do without me, Tooru?"

"Wither away,” he said dramatically, turning his head to the side so he could look up at you with tired, pleading eyes. “You’re the only thing keeping me alive right now.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the fond smile that tugged at your lips. "You're so dramatic."

"And you're perfect darling," he shot back, his voice softer now, laced with genuine affection.

Your heart fluttered at how effortlessly he said it, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. You softened your touch, kneading the sore spots on his back more gently this time. The rain outside kept falling in a rhythmic patter, and the quiet intimacy of the moment wrapped around you both like a warm blanket.

Oikawa sighed contentedly. "You know," he murmured, voice thick with drowsiness again, "if you keep spoiling me like this, I might just fall back asleep with you."

You leaned down, letting your lips ghost against his ear. "Then who's going to make us breakfast?"

He groaned, turning onto his side so he could face you, his brown eyes still heavy with sleep. "Can't we just stay like this all day?"

You smiled, brushing his hair away from his face. "Tempting, but you’d probably complain about being hungry within the hour."

Oikawa gasped, placing a hand over his chest in mock offense. "You make me sound so predictable."

"You are predictable," you teased, poking his forehead.

He pouted before wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you down against his chest. "Fine. Five more minutes, and then we can get up," he bargained.

You sighed, knowing full well that "five minutes" would turn into ten, then twenty. But as the rain continued to fall, and Oikawa held you close, warm and content, you figured there was no harm in staying just a little longer.

Soft Oikawa hours

when you don’t say “i love you” back to bakugou.

Bakugou says, “I love you,” every time he’s about to leave the house without you. It’s something that he got from his father, and to put it simply, he got influenced.

He’s about to finish putting on his hero gear. His gauntlets were already in place, his boots laced, and his mask pushing his hair away from his face—kind of like how he wore it during high school whenever it wasn’t necessary to wear it properly.

And there you were, sitting cross-legged on the floor without a care in the world.

Books were scattered around you in piles, organized by some system only you seemed to understand. You were focused as you murmured to yourself quietly, comparing sizes, genres, and authors, completely absorbed in your task of organizing the living room’s bookshelf.

“I’m heading out.”

“Mmhm,” you replied absentmindedly, holding up two books and tilting your head as if the slight angle would help you decide which belonged on the top shelf.

Bakugou frowned, his brow twitching. “Oi, did you hear me?”

“Yes, yes,” you said, still not looking at him. “Be careful, Katsuki.”

He let out a huff, running a hand through his hair. He was used to you getting lost in your little projects, but this felt different (were you playing a prank on him?). He stepped closer, crouching down beside you to meet your eye level. “Don’t overwork yourself while I’m gone,” he said, softer this time.

“I won’t.”

Still not looking at him. Unbelievable.

To Bakugou, it felt like being thrown through a building and back—and he wasn’t even exaggerating because it actually happened to him once! And he could definitely conclude that the feeling’s similar when you’re ignoring (not paying that much attention to) him.

Bakugou watched you for a moment longer, his eyes narrowing slightly before he sighed. “I love you,” he murmured, his tone quieter.

“Uh-huh. Have a good day at work.”

Just as Bakugou was about to stand back up, he blinked, the words sinking in slowly. His brow furrowed as the realization hit him—he’s so confused.

You didn’t say it back.

“What the hell?” he muttered, more to himself than to you—because you didn’t even hear him.

He huffed, taking the book you were inspecting as he let your hands fall on his arms instead.

“Hey.”

“Hm?” you glanced at him, your expression innocent as if nothing unusual had happened.

“You didn’t say it back,” he said, his tone sharp, though there was a hint of disbelief beneath the irritation.

The audacity you had. After almost always saying “I love you” to him to the point where Bakugou realized he couldn’t go on his day without hearing it, you decide to not say it now?

What’s next? You’re going to tell him you want a divorce? He’s overreacting, he thinks.

“Say what back?”

He clenched his jaw, his cheeks flushing faintly. “I said I love you, dumbass.”

Realization dawned on your face, followed by a sheepish smile. That smile—the one that managed to win him over—it’s so infectious it might as well be a cause of an epidemic.

“Oh! Katsuki, I’m sorry. I was distracted.”

“Tch,” he muttered, looking away from you. “Yeah, I noticed.”

You leaned closer to where he was crouching, squeezing his forearm softly, your touch light and apologetic. “You know I love you too, right?”

He side-eyed you, his scowl deepening, though it was clear his annoyance was fading.

“Doesn’t count if I gotta remind you,” Bakugou grumbled—almost pouting.

Your laughter bubbled out, so familiar that Bakugou was reminded where his home is, as you then held his face gently—then squishing his cheeks so that his lips are puckered. “I’m sorry,” you said, your voice warm and teasing. “I’ll make sure to say it next time, promise.”

“Better keep thath promish,” he muffled out.

“I will,” you assured him, loosening your hold as you gave him a soft kiss on the lips. Strawberry-flavored chapstick, one of Bakugou’s favorites whenever you kiss him.

“I love you, Katsuki.”

He tried to maintain his frown, but the corner of his mouth twitched upward as you kissed him once more. “You better.”

“Now go save the day, my hero.”

With a sigh, Bakugou leaned away from you, his posture reluctant to even leave you. He made his way to the door, pausing to glance over his shoulder one last time. You were looking at him, blowing him lots of kisses with the emphasized “mwah!”

“Don’t get so caught up in your books that you forget I exist,” he tells you.

You smiled, nodding along. “Never.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too! Text me when you get to your agency; love you lots!” That’s better.

As he closed the door behind him, Bakugou shook his head, muttering to himself, “Ignored for some damn books. Unbelievable.”

Still, despite his grumbling, the faint smile on his face said he wasn’t really mad.

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➞ pairing: bf!sunghoon x gn!reader

➞ prompt/type of au: “give me your attention”

➞ genre: fluff. this is just clingy bf hoon☹️🤍

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Sunghoon sighs in despair for the nth time again that afternoon, and Jay can’t help but give the boy an annoyed stare his way (not like it would change something, Jay has given him so many warning glances towards the boy yet the only thing the other did was ignore him… just like you exactly were doing)

At the other side of the room, you were chatting in a very animated way with Jake, laughing as the boy talked about god’s know what, and even if Sunghoon loved the sound of your pretty laugh, and how he felt funny inside whenever he saw your beautiful smile, he didn’t like it a bit whenever it was caused by someone else that wasn’t him.

Even if that someone else was his best friend.

“Stop glaring at them.”

Jay huffs, but decides to not add a comment (for his own sake more than anything. He wouldn’t be able to stand more passive-aggressive comments from the boy)

A ping resonates in the room, you keep your eyes on Jake as he keeps telling you a story, and Sunghoon whines when he realizes you’re not taking out your phone anytime soon.

Time to start taking drastic measures, then.

One ping, two pings, three pings, and then, your phone starts going off like crazy. Annoyed, you take it out to look at your notification center, and after reading the new spam your boyfriend just gave you (“y/n please give me attention!!” “y/n i need u:(“ and a bunch more of messages of sad and crying emojis) you glance at him one last time, Sunghoon giving you a small smile, his cute little fangs in display to make him look innocent, before you mute the device, putting it back inside your pocket, and turning your face away from him to give Jake your full attention… Again.

“No way, did she just…”

Sunghoon mutters in disbelief (and Jay laughs under his breath at the exchange he just witnessed). There was no way you just ignored him, right? Sunghoon Park is flabbergasted, because how could you ignore him? Your lovely, handsome, caring, beautiful boyfriend?

He just wanted your attention, why weren’t you giving it to him? Why were you giving it to his best friend?

Frowning, he stands up from his seat and walks towards you while making up his mind, and when he approaches you, you don’t even have enough time to run away before you see the world getting upside down, your boyfriend throwing you over his shoulder in a quick movement.

“Sunghoon? What are you— Hey! Put me down right now!”

But the boy doesn’t listen, instead, he gives Jake a small thumbs up while saying “I’m going to be stealing my significant other right now, see you.” You give Jake an apologetic smile, the boy just shrugging it off and giving you a reassuring smile before he sees you and Sunghoon (more like, Sunghoon stealing you away) disappear behind the door of his room.

Throwing you in the bed, you sit and frown at him.

“Hey! That was mean! I was talking to Jake.”

“And? You’ve already talked enough to him! Give me attention!”

You roll your eyes, crossing your arms in front of your chest as you pout in annoyance, making Sunghoon coo in endearment.

“You look so cute when you’re annoyed,” the boy says, grabbing both of your cheeks and pressing them together.

“And you’re so annoying when you’re behaving like this.”

He rolls his eyes offended. Sitting beside you, he wraps his arms around your waist, nuzzling his nose in your neck. “I’m not! I just wanted attention,” you hear his muffled whines against you, making you laugh a little bit. “Don’t laugh at me! Why wouldn’t you give your attention to your handsome, perfect boyfriend, huh? Why would you ignore him like that? He needs your attention and love too…”

“Since when have you been this clingy?”

“I’m not clingy,” Sunghoon says, parting a little to give you a small pout. He looked like a scolded child. “I’m just saying that you can use your energy into giving me the attention and the kisses and the hugs I deserve.”

Turning around to face him, you cup his face with your hands, grinning when you see how his eyes shined with pure adoration and love as he looked at you.

Sunghoon swore that he could look at you for the rest of his lifetime and he would never get bored. You were perfect in his eyes.

Joining your foreheads together, he pecks your lips one, two, three times, making you giggle (and that makes him kiss you again because he loves to hear that sound), and when he separates, he gives you a small smile.

“You have my full attention now, Sunghoon. Now, what do you want?”

Without saying a thing, the boy hovers over you and makes you lay on the bed. Then, he grabs one of your hands to put it on his head, as for you to take the hint to play with his hair, while he hugs your waist tightly with his arms and he lays his head on your chest to hear your calm heartbeat.

Leaving a quick kiss on your collar bones, Sunghoon closes his eyes and sighs in content.

“Now, let’s just stay like this.”

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asking bf! katsuki what he feels about prenups makes you fall in love with him all over again.

you were lounging on the couch, legs draped across katsuki’s lap as the tv played some random show neither of you were really watching. his hand rested on your thigh, thumb tracing absentminded circles while you scrolled through your phone.

the thought hit you out of nowhere, and before you could second-guess yourself, you blurted it out.

"hey, what do you think about prenups?"

katsuki froze mid-circle. his eyes shifted from the tv to you, brow furrowing. "the fuck?"

"a prenup," you repeated, sitting up slightly. "y’know, legal agreements before marriage, just in case things go south. if we get married."

"when we get married," he corrected automatically. his brows drew together. "why the hell are you askin’ me about prenups?"

you shrugged, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. "i dunno. i was just curious. a lot of people get them."

katsuki scoffed, sitting up straighter. "yeah, greedy assholes who don't trust each other."

"not always," you countered. "sometimes it's just making sure both people feel secure. it doesn't mean you don't trust each other. to protect assets, just in case—"

katsuki scoffed, cutting you off. "just in case? you plannin’ on leaving me or somethin’?"

your eyes widened. "what? no! i'm just saying—"

he made a face, the kind he always did when he thought something was bullshit.

"tch. i don't need some dumbass piece of paper to tell me what's yours or mine."

"'sides..." he shifted, his hand sliding from your thigh to your chin, tilting your face toward his. "everything i got's yours anyway."

your heart skipped a beat. "everything?"

"yeah. the apartment, the money, the dumb shit i spend on workout gear. all yours. even me," his thumb brushed over your bottom lip. "especially me."

you swallowed hard, warmth flooding your chest. "that’s... really sweet."

his lips twitched into a smirk. "yeah? so does that mean i get all your shit too? ain’t that how it works?"

you grinned. "sure. you can have my stuffed toy collection and my 2 digit savings account."

"fuck yeah," he said, voice dripping with sarcasm. "knew you were a catch."

you laughed, swatting his chest. he caught your wrist easily, kissing each and every knuckle. his face softened as he looked at you, calloused hand cradling the back of your head.

"don’t need a prenup, pretty," he said, quieter this time. "what we got... it ain't temporary. i'm all in. always."

your heart melted on the spot. "yeah?"

"yeah," he leaned in closer, his nose brushing yours. "if things do go south, we talk. ‘cause i’d rather die than let you go."

your heart stuttered in your chest. you were expecting some casual discussion, maybe even some banter, but instead, you got this—your boyfriend looking at you like he’d burn the world down before letting anyone take you away from him.

"...so, no prenup?" you squeaked.

katsuki huffed, pressing a firm kiss to your lips. "no fucking prenup."

"now quit talkin' about stupid legal shit and kiss me."

‎‧₊˚✧[ it's me, kia ! ]✧˚₊‧ ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ ‎‧₊˚✧[ more of katsuki ! ]✧˚₊‧

⋆˚࿔ kia's note ˚⋆ hii! inspired by @gojosprettyprincess 's post about opinions on prenups and thought this up >< i PROMISE i will do some requests before i get to the twitter porn links with katsuki^^ hope you guys enjoy!!