#shinso f*ckers are ELITE

[ihatebnha]

your shinsou pieces make me wanna run into a wall pls write more for him as boyfriend i love u actually

this ask is so funny and relatable......... every time i even think about domestic shinso my heart hurts and i have to go lay down for a little bit to make myself feel better. basically u have good taste anon ily actually too ....

anyway thank u to the anon who suggested this idea!! i was actually gonna write more for this ask but then i got lazy! someone request it again another time hahaha...🥴

either way, hope u enjoy!!

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Shinso watches you from across the room. 

His arms are crossed, pretty lavender eyes attentive and alert as he sits in the sunken armchair that lives in the corner of your room. 

Though rather quite aware of the intense stare that he is sending your way, you ignore him, focusing instead on straightening the wrinkled seam of the little black dress you are currently trying to zip up.  

“Baby,” he purs, a grin teasing at his lips as he eyes you with lust. 

Much to his annoyance, you only hum in response, not even sparing a glance in his direction as you turn around to further inspect the back of your dress, one hand smoothing over the curve of your thigh as you make sure the bottom doesn’t reveal bits of your underwear to the world.  

“Angel,” he tries again, voice deep and heavy with demand as an eyebrows dips in annoyance and he sinks further into blue plush of the seat, smirk no longer evident. 

“What is it, ‘Toshi?” you respond, still ignoring his blatant cry for attention as he calls to you.

He grumbles, pouting before he moves his hands from his broad chest to his knees to help push himself up from the chair, taking long strides in your direction so as to press his body into your side like a cat.

“You look...” he mumbles into your shoulder, pressing a small kiss onto the soft flesh as his arms wrap around your waist, “sexy.”

You can’t help but roll your eyes, smiling nonetheless at the words of affection, the fingers of one hand curling into the fabric. “That’s the point, baby,”

He mumbles something you don’t hear, lips still crushed into your shoulder, and you reach to brush back the bangs from his forehead as he presses his hard body into yours. 

“You sure you want to go out?” he says, moving to join his hands around your torso and nuzzle deeper into your neck, the kisses he’s leaving no longer sweet but rather nipping as he trails them lightly up the column of your throat. “Could always just stay home with the cat and I.” 

You sigh against him, leaning into his arms at the little ministrations of love he’s leaving on your body, before responding. “It’s Mina’s birthday.” 

Sinking his long fingers into the soft curve of your waist, he nods, humming, the throaty sound vibrating against your skin.

“She’ll have another.” 

“Sweetie,” you groan, laughing exasperatedly, moving a hand to halt the creeping of his, barely able to stop him from pulling up the skirt of the tiny dress, “she’s expecting me.” 

Shinso sighs, halting his movements as he locks eyes with you in the mirror, before pulling back with a click of his tongue and a rather handsome pout. 

“Hitoshi-“ you call, reaching out for a hand to soothe his ache, but before you can finish the sentence, he’s already marching back to the armchair with a straight spine and frown, plopping back down to absolutely glower at you.

Laughing, you roll your eyes again, turning back to the mirror as you reach for the lipstick that waits for you on your dresser, Shinso still staring at you all the same. 

“Yep,” you think, “definitely just one huge kitty cat.”

-

Despite his earlier attitude, Shinso still walks you to the door, barely able to stop himself from reaching out and pinching your barely-covered ass, and holds your hand to keep you steady when you tug on a pair of high heels, later watching as you check your handbag for everything you need. 

“Be home soon, okay?” he nods, pressing himself into you one last as you reach a hand around his neck to pull him down for a quick kiss goodbye. “And call me if you need a ride.”

Nipping your bottom lip as you pull away, you giggle, nodding against his forehead as you turn to open the door, Mina’s pink car just pulling up outside. 

“‘Course,” you say, pulling away with a squeeze of your fingers around his hand as you let go, waving as you run down your driveway. 

Shinso smiles as he watches you leave, shutting the door only after Mina starts to drive away and you blow him one last kiss; giggling face in the car window when he catches it and presses his fingers to his lips. 

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