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baconbun · 4 months

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ੈ♡˳·˖✶ — ITOSHI SAE x FEM READER

Sae might have rethought putting a ring on your finger if he knew husband duties included losing sleep to your overactive imagination.

wc — 500

tags — married au

“Can you stop squirming?”

Sae’s annoyed with you, but you can’t help it. You’re not normally afraid of the dark, but sometimes your mind plays tricks on you.

Around you, the night stretches on like a kitten, soft and velvet. Your eyes have long adjusted to the dark, but your room is poorly designed. Inky shadows collect in every corner, crated by awkwardly shaped shelves and random divots in the wall.

Like any normal, well-adjusted adult, you have no problem being in darkness. Just a few hours before, you ran a load of laundry without turning the lights on because you didn’t feel like it. But as you’re trying to fall asleep, your idle mind grows restless.

It starts whispering the kinds of things that make you pull your feet away from the edge of the bed and shrink towards Sae’s comforting, warm body.

“If you keep this up, I’m going to get my own bedroom,” he tells you.

You both know it’s an empty threat. How could it not be when you wake up to his arms around you every morning?

Still, it’s not nice of him to say that, and you let him know.

“Don’t be mean, I’m scared!” Your grumbling is childish, but there are certain indulgences you’re allowed.

“You’re too old for this,” he sighs, exasperated, but he lifts his arm so you can tuck in closer along his body.

Just then, you feel something brush along your leg. You barely stifle a shriek as you forcefully push your body into Sae’s. It’s a hard collision that would knock the breath out of him if he wasn’t a professional soccer player. As it is, he makes a sound of discomfort when your elbow bumps into him.

Up until now, you’ve been facing outwards, keeping an eye out for anything that might roam in the dark. At this moment, you peek out from under your covers, turning to look at Sae.

His face is entirely unamused.

You try for a sweet smile, hoping he’ll relent and forgive you as he usually does. To his credit, he only cracks after he forces you to endure a prolonged, awkward stare-off. Then he groans, pinches his nose, and bodily drags you closer so you’re all but on top of him.

Your head rests against his shoulder as he wraps his arm around you, tucking you into the line of his body. Your legs tangle with his.

“That better?” He says. “Nothing’s going to get you while I’m here.”

“Now that you mention it,” you say jokingly, “you are a big, strong football player.”

A peek at his face reveals what you already suspected. Sae’s cool exterior is hard to crack, but he’s always weak to compliments from his wife. He’s fighting a smile that’s apparent anyway, or perhaps you’re just good at reading him.

“But you’ve trapped my legs,” you complain. “How am I going to run away if anything happens?”

“Oh my god-“ Sae shoves a hand over your mouth and muffles any further commentary. “Go to sleep.”

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baconbun · 2 years

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