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kiwi flavoured kisses丨sakusa kiyoomi

You’re overworked, typing away meticulously at your laptop, only stopping to rub the tiredness out of your eyes and apparently too absorbed to realise a very worried sakusa linger around you or pass you to the kitchen where he with furrowed brows sliced kiwi in perfectly identical shapes, just the way you like them.

He brings you the bowl of fruit, wordlessly pulling out a chair beside you. He pokes at a piece and brings the fork of kiwi to hover in front of your lips. You take the bite, eyes still on your laptop screen and immediately grimace, swivelling your head to him.

Okay- he’ll admit it, kiwis may not be your favourite fruit but at least they took your eyes off that screen for a damn minute.

“Yhu traythor,” you exclaim through a mouthful.

He finds a smile threatening to overtake his features, “quit complaining, you need to eat all your fruits,”

“Okay, mom,” you huff, filter and rationality dissipating from your speech due to exhaustion.

He doesn’t miss the twitch of your lips as you turn towards the screen once again. He brings another piece, looming over your mouth. Your lips draw into a thin line as you rear your head back, looking at the piece of green fruit with dread.

You turn to glance at him, “do I have to?”

“Yes,” he says in a tone that leaves no room for discussion.

You sigh, leaning into your chair, finally taking your hands off the keyboard of your laptop and sakusa mentally throws a hand up in victory.

You chew the fruit, face contorted in displeasure and sakusa snorts.

“Well, then how about you have a bite?” you offer a ghost of a smirk at your lips, he stills.

Did he mention that he isn’t too fond of the fruit either?

“No,” he says a touch too fast, you cock a brow.

You hold his gaze, eyes narrowed in an attempt to force him into submission and he needs to bite the inside of his cheek to prevent his lips from breaking out into a smile, a lovesick smile that is.

He rolls his eyes, sighing. “fine,” he grumbles before reaching for a bite.

He holds it in front of his mouth for a few moments, grimacing with furrowed brows before popping it in and the expression he made next was so rich that it ripped out a string of hearty giggles from your throat and despite the disgusting mix of sour and sweet on his tongue, he couldn’t help but think that it was worth it.

He reaches over to ruffle your hair, “that’s enough,”

You swat his hand away, smiling and he reaches to fix the strands he ruffled out of place.

You bat your eyelashes, “so does that mean I don’t have to eat them anymore?”

“No,”

You scoff, frowning as he continues, “you need the vitamin c,” he states.

“Excuse you but I have a very high vitamin c intake actually,”

“Oh yeah?” he cocks a brow, “name one thing you ate in the last 2 weeks that had vitamin c,”

Your lips snap shut before opening again, “and before you say anything no, strawberry ice cream does not count,”

Your lips snap shut again.

“Okay, fine” you sigh in defeat, laptop, long forgotten as you contemplate all the life decisions that got you to this point, that got you to the point where you had to eat kiwi.

You eye him as he digs through the bowl of kiwi, “stop searching for the largest piece!” you exclaim through a wide grin, playfully slapping the side of his arm.

He chuckles, shoulders shaking as he leans into the chair.

He’s more childish than he likes to think and frankly you knew what you were getting into when you married him.

You roll your eyes playfully before your lips curve in an easy grin accompanying the soft look in your eyes as you gaze at him fondly.

He forces another piece into your mouth, lips curved in an amused smile as your features contort in disgust. He’s clearly enjoying this.

You huff, mock hurt across your face as you fold your arms against your chest. “Sakusa kiyoomi, good husbands don’t find amusement in their partner’s pain,”

He shrugs before crossing one leg over the other, “I don’t know, guess I’m an amazing husband then,”

You grin, it’s wide and warm and blinds sakusa for a second.

“For fucks sake kiyoomi,” you giggle and it does inexplicable things to his chest, just as it did the first time.

“Come here,” he hums, reaching out to you. You graciously accept, nuzzling into his embrace.

He smiles into your hair, inhaling the soft scent of your shampoo. Your hands rest at his chest before you angle your face to his and with a grin exactly mirroring his, you lean in to capture his lips in a kiwi flavoured kiss.

And he remembers thinking to himself that maybe he never disliked the fruit after all.

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