Teachers and students

"what's your favourite part of me? physically," kento asked in the midst of your dinner, causing you to slightly choke on your food out of shock.

"what?"

"what's your favourite body part? something that you absolutely love?" kento asked again, now getting more serious.

"what's with the weird questions ken?" you asked as you copied his previous actions, setting down your utensils.

"gojo talked about how everyone fawns over his freakishly blue eyes, so it made me wonder what do you fawn over?" kento was deep in thought at this point. "it's not that serious, i am just curious."

"well, your height? your figu-"

"be honest love. i know that isn't it," kento raised his brow.

"well..." you were ashamed of the real answer. a blush quickly crept up your face as kento's eyes never left you. "i like your...hands."

"i knew it," kento let out a small smile.

"what?!" shock was an understatement to kento's reveal.

"well, i've seen you stare at my hands for an uncomfortably long amount of time, so i just guessed," he shrugged as he continued eating dinner once more.

"i don't stare that much. plus, your hands are just pretty, they are very attractive," you couldn't stop rambling, to try to defend yourself somehow.

"it's fine. i think it's cute. who knew that my love would have a hand kink?"

well, safe to say. kento used that knowledge a little too well.

“my love,” nanami calls, stepping into the living room with wrinkled pjs and damp hair. you’re laying on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through one of your various shopping apps— spring sales have you adding everything to your cart.

“yes?” you reply, craning your neck to meet his gaze. he lifts your legs, sitting where they were resting before lowering them back down, in his lap. he smells like water and clean laundry— it’s familiar and comforting.

warm hands rest on your calves, you put your phone down to give him your full attention.

“you have my debit card on your phone and wallet,” he starts, “you know that, right?”

you nod slowly, giving him a confused look. “i know.”

“you haven’t used it at all. i just checked my statement.” he says, “didn’t i tell you to buy whatever you want?”

“you did,” you smile, almost laughing at the situation. “and i’m grateful, always, that you offer to pay for my things, but i have my own money too, ken— also! i did use it, actually.”

he rolls his eyes, not malicious, of course. “yeah, for boba. twice. do you know how many shopping bags you’ve hauled into this house the past month?”

he’s being sarcastic and you laugh. this has always been something you guys quarrel about, kento giving you all his money and assets, immediately throwing his card whenever you mention something you like. “why do you want me to spend your money so bad?”

kento pouts, just slightly, it’s barely even noticeable.

“i’m grateful, baby,” you say, “but you already pay for so much— this house, my car insurance, the bills and date nights… i’m already spending quite a lot, no?”

“you can spend more,” he pouts, “what i pay for already is nothing— i want to buy you more, for you to have everything you want.”

“i already have everything i want,” you tease, “he’s actually sitting in front of me, kindly massaging my calves.”

he narrows his gaze, a smile twitching onto his lips.

“we’re going to the mall this weekend— the far one,” he decides, “we haven’t been to the mall together for a while, love. i wonder why is that?”

you hum, avoiding his gaze, “maybe because the last time we went, you secretly took my wallet out of my purse and hid it in your underwear drawer so you could pay for everything?”

he laughs, recalling the moment. “i am absolutely doing that again— also, i saw that app you were scrolling on, let me see what you have, i’ll get it for you.”

notes from mei! i do have a shopping addiction actually (im dirt poor rn and in withdrawal) but i see my future (this fic) and its so so bright

*Scrolls past*

*reluctant sigh*

*scrolls back up*

*rebogs*

obsessed with the idea of sung jinwoo, notoriously terrible with names, remembering yours after only meeting once. jinwoo is immediately taken by you, he debates letting himself get injured just so you could heal him.

the debate lasts but a heartbeat in his mind as he lets himself get a couple cuts on his cheeks, smiling as he defeats the beast in front of him before heading over to you. “could you-?” he motions to the wounds and you nod quickly, holding your hands over his wounds and healing them.

“thank you, i don’t think i got your name” he gives you a small smile, stifling a chuckle when he sees your eyes go wide at his statement.

“must’ve slipped my mind” you chuckle, “I’m y/n, it’s nice to meet you hunter sung.” jinwoo is looking at you with more interest than you thought he would, biting the inside of your cheek to try and hide your nerves.

“please just call me jinwoo, y/n” he smiles, liking the way your name fell off his tongue, “I’ll see you around.” there’s a charming glint in his eye that makes your knees buckle as you say a small ‘goodbye’ to him, heart racing as heat rises to your cheeks. you didn’t think you’d bump into jinwoo again, coming to terms with your schoolgirl crush that would go nowhere.

obsessed with the idea of sung jinwoo, notoriously terrible with names, remembering yours after only meeting once. jinwoo is immediately taken by you, he debates letting himself get injured just so you could heal him.

the debate lasts but a heartbeat in his mind as he lets himself get a couple cuts on his cheeks, smiling as he defeats the beast in front of him before heading over to you. “could you-?” he motions to the wounds and you nod quickly, holding your hands over his wounds and healing them.

“thank you, i don’t think i got your name” he gives you a small smile, stifling a chuckle when he sees your eyes go wide at his statement.

“must’ve slipped my mind” you chuckle, “I’m y/n, it’s nice to meet you hunter sung.” jinwoo is looking at you with more interest than you thought he would, biting the inside of your cheek to try and hide your nerves.

“please just call me jinwoo, y/n” he smiles, liking the way your name fell off his tongue, “I’ll see you around.” there’s a charming glint in his eye that makes your knees buckle as you say a small ‘goodbye’ to him, heart racing as heat rises to your cheeks. you didn’t think you’d bump into jinwoo again, coming to terms with your schoolgirl crush that would go nowhere.

He will warm up to you eventually.

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distant past

satoru celebrates the first day of spring like it’s a major holiday. he dresses himself in linens and light colors that make his eyes pop and hair shine, his dimples on full display as he smiles at you.

“we need to go feed the ducks! and soak in the sun past six o’clock” satoru is all but radiating sunlight himself as he drags you out the door, beyond happy as he slips his hand in yours as the two of you head to the small park by your house. there’s a bounce in his steps, humming softly as he looks at the fresh leaves on the plants and trees, green finally joining the color pallet of the world.

as the two of you arrive at the park the white haired sorcerer is quick to take the wicker basket from you, laying down the blanket on the grass and taking out the duck feed the two of you had brought. there’s ducks seem to recognize the two of you, (maybe just satoru’s striking appearance) excited quacks as they swim over where you’re situated. the slight breeze brings in fresh air, satoru inhaling as much of it as he can as he tosses the food for the ducks.

his demeanor is more relaxed, there’s a softness to him that seems to only come out during the spring time. the dimples that adorn his glowing smile take residence on his face all afternoon as the two you talk the evening away, giggling and amassing a shocking number of ducks until you run out of feed.