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jxbsbokuto · 2 years
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now and forever
pairing: timeskip hinata shoyo x fem!reader
words: 1.2k
summary: your boyfriend is so so in love with you
genre: fluff, suggestive
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Shoyo has been thinking about it for a while. Putting a ring on your finger, seeing you walking down the aisle in white, promising his whole life to you. Your friend’s wedding that you’re attending this weekend only makes him crave more.
Since you’re the maid of honor, you’re totally immersed in the preparations, and seeing how excited you and the bride are about every single detail makes his chest warm because one day he wants you to be just as enchanted - maybe a bit more - with your own ceremony and everything that comes after it.
So maybe he was looking at rings on the internet when you were out, busy with your maid of honor duties, maybe he was still looking at them while you were showering, or taking a look at dresses and trying to imagine you in them.
And when you open the door of your hotel suite bathroom to let the steam dissipate, he looks up from his phone to see you wearing a transparent white silk nightdress that shows him your matching lingerie and curves underneath, Hinata swears he can propose right there and now. No ring, no champagne, no expensive restaurant, no speech. Just you - looking as ethereal as one can possibly be - and him - half-naked with only vabo-chan stamped boxer shorts.
His jaw drops as he stares at you up and down. Shoyo’s mind becomes a mix of thoughts about spending forever with you and thoughts about fucking you till the morning comes.
He gets up from the bed and walks to the bathroom, leaning on the doorframe and watching as you start your night routine.
You’re so focused on getting the products out of your necessarie bag that you don’t notice him behind you. It’s only when his arms come to engulf your waist in a hug that you jump in your place, startled by the sudden appearance of your boyfriend.
He chuckles and places a kiss on your cheek, then one on your jaw, on your neck, on your shoulder. You let your head fall back onto his shoulder, melting under his kisses.
Shoyo straightens his back and puts his hands on your sides. Your cheeks heat up as his eyes scan your body. You know that gaze very, very well, but there’s something more to it now than just desire, though you can’t quite get it.
“You look gorgeous in white.” He whispers and you don’t know if he wanted to say that or if he was thinking out loud.
Suddenly, he sweeps you out of your feet and drags you back into the room easily.
“Sho! I haven’t even finished my skincare routine yet!” You protest with words but make no physical effort to get out of his hold.
“You don’t need it, your skin is perfect.” He responds with a kiss on your cheek. “See? Soft and smooth.”
“Yeah, because I do my routine every night." You cross your arms in front of your chest and angrily pout as he lays you gently on the bed. You turn your body to the side to get up but Shoyo quickly pins your hands to the bed. "Shoyo! I'm ser-"
Lips are smashed against yours abruptly and you lose all train of thought. The only thing in your mind is how soft and sweet his mouth feels. He cradles your face in his hands and deepens the kiss, claiming your mouth as his once again, taking and taking as much as you're willing to give him.
Your hands climb his torso in a feather touch, and he giggles into the kiss from how it tickles. His thumbs run side to side on your cheekbones, it feels so soft, so sweet, just like everything else he does that involves you.
Hinata puts both hands beside your head to support his weight, looking down at you with the sweetest smile ever. He takes his time to look at you, really look at you. The way your hair forms waves on the pillow, how your eyebrows are perfectly shaped to match your face, the shine from the dim lamp lights reflected in your eyes, the swollen lips he urges to kiss every time his own are apart from...
“I love you.”
Again, you sense something different in him. His words are heavier with more feeling than before, his gaze holds a new meaning. You feel butterflies in your stomach and heat taking over every inch of your skin.
"I love you too, Shoyo."
He lowers his head to your neck, pampering the skin there with kisses.
"I love you more." He breathes out, moving lower, now reaching your collarbone and chest. "I love you so so much." Now your belly, then your hips. "You're the love of my life." Your thighs, your knees, your ankles. Not a single inch of your body is neglected by Hinata.
Tears start stinging in your eyes. It's a wonder how your boyfriend can make you feel so loved, so high in his affection you never want to come back down again.
When he's satisfied with his worship of you and your body he lays beside you. A soft grin appears on his face when he looks at you. Hinata cups your cheek and kisses your forehead.
"Marry me."
You laugh, more like a scoff, because it is not the first time your boyfriend has asked you to "marry" him, and it definitely won't be the last.
There was that one time when you praised him for a fantastic recieve (you weren't even dating yet, that episode startled you), when you called him mom behind his back to ask for the recipe of his favorite food and cooked it for him on his birthday, when you agreed to watch one piece with him even if it had a thousand episodes, and when you flew to Japan to watch his Olympic matches after you told him you couldn't because of work.
But now, when your eyes meet his you see that it isn't a joke.
"Sho?"
He shifts closer to you and rests his forehead on yours, still looking deep into your eyes.
"Marry me." He repeats.
"You're not joking with me, are you?"
"Never. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. If you have me." A tear drops from your eye and he kisses it away. "Will you marry me, My Love?"
You throw yourself at him and smash your lips together. You kiss him again, and again, and again until you're both laughing and the kiss is nothing more than soft mouths rested against one another.
"Should I take this as a yes?"
"Yes, Shoyo, I will marry you."
Hinata wraps his arms around you and pulls you into a tight hug and you swear you're the happiest person on earth. You feel his smile against your neck. Calloused hands drop from your waist to your thighs, moving you to straddle him, and soon enough there's a bulge resting on the back of your leg.
"Sho..."
"Hm?" He dares to act innocent, nuzzling his nose on your jaw. Hinata moves his hips so it hits the spot that is urging for him.
"Shoyo..."
He flips both of you to the side, his weight on your body feels better than any comforter.
"It's my duty as a future husband to never leave my wife unsatisfied, isn't it? So let me take care of you, Mrs. Hinata."
"Always, Mr. Hinata."
Shoyo smiles and kisses you once more, before lowering himself and claiming you as him, now and forever.
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jxbsbokuto · 2 years
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cold lips and warming kisses
pairing: hinata shoyou x reader
genre: pure fluff, kiss, kiss, kiss, and more kisses.
words: 0.7k
cw: brief mention of alcohol, manga spoilers!
note: “amor” in english means love, “mô” is a shortened version of it that here in brasil we often use as a petname!
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You stand next to Hinata under a bus stop while he orders an uber, arms hugging your own body as if you could give yourself some body heat. The beers you drank during the little Karasuno first year’s reunion didn’t help to warm you up as much as you thought they would, so you’re fighting the chilly 2°C with a thin scarf so your nose won’t freeze and fall out.
Truth is you underestimated Tokyo's winter. After all, the coldest weather you ever experienced was 12°C on a family trip to the south of Brasil and you thought that was gelid.
You try your best to contain your shivers, images of hot chocolate, the sun, and your boyfriend shirtless while playing volleyball flood your mind - a tv show taught you that thinking about hot things while you were cold helped minimize the thermal sensation.
Suddenly, a puffy and warm fabric envelops your torso and strong arms hold you tight. Shoyou's front touching your back makes warmth spread through you.
You turn around and slip your arms around his waist. Your bodies mold into each other like a puzzle, all parts harmonically fitting together.
"You're so stubborn." He says while rolling his eyes. If it wasn't for the smug grin on his lips you would've thought he was actually annoyed. "I told you you should've brought another jacket."
You whine in response, lips turned into a pout, and snuggle deeper into his chest. Hinata zips his jacket on your back, trapping you between the clothing and him.
"Ugh, my nose is freezing!" You whine once again.
Gloved hands tilt your chin upwards and smoothly lips find the tip of your nose, placing a soft kiss on it. The sudden action sends a fluttering feeling to your stomach and causes you to giggle, a light blush dusting your cheeks.
"My lips are cold too." You smile teasingly.
Hinata knows it's a trap. As soon as you get your sweet lips on him you won't let him go, and he will be too drunk off your taste to pull away. Yet he leans forward neither way, he's too wrapped around your finger not to.
A simple peck turns into something deeper, your hold tightens around him, and his hand on your chin cradles up to your nape to keep you close. It's slow and cherishing, a little cold - you weren't lying - but still blizzing.
Shoyou is the only thing in your mind as your lips dance together. Lighthearted bites, teasing tongues. It's intoxicating, it's mind-blowing, and it is lovingly.
A buzz of Hinata's phone makes you part, much to both of your dismays. You stare at his swollen, red, and wet lips, feeling proud of your work.
"The driver's near." He says, sending a thumbs up as a response.
The zipper of his jacket is opened but you keep yourself attached to him, determined to steal as much heat as you can until the car arrives.
The ride to the hotel is quiet and somewhat relaxing. You play with Shoyou's fingertips while he rests his head on top of yours, sneaking little pecks to your temple occasionally.
"Wanna take a shower together?" He suggests when you get to your suite.
"As tempting as it is, I'm m physically unable to take a shower under this temperature." You drag your feet towards the big king sized bed in the middle of the room and let yourself fall on it.
Hinata chuckles and grabs your pajamas (his shirt and his sweatpants) so you can change before falling into deep slumber.
He joins you under the cover after you’ve brushed your teeth and completed your night routine. Like the force of gravity you roll over to him, intertwining your limbs and snuggling to him like a kid.
“Goodnight, Amor. Te amo.”
“Também te amo, Mô.”
You lift your head and pucker your lips, it’s the last part of your night routine: goodnight kisses. One, two, three, four pecks - or as much as you feel like necessary - so you can have a great night of sleep.
But your sneaky self catches his mouth in a searing kiss again. Just as meaningful and loving as the earlier ones, but lazier, and even warmer.
What can you do? Your lips are cold and your boyfriend’s kisses will always be your favorite way to warm them up.
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