---7am---
"Itoshī hito, ohayō (Good morning, dear)."Mori only groaned in response, rubbing his eyes and fixing his hair into a low messy bun. He was wearing an oversized black T-shirt and boxers.
"How did you sleep?"
"Like shit."
Fukuzawa chuckled. He was wearing a thin white yukata and his shorter white hair was pulled back into a half ponytail.
"Sorry to hear that."
Mori walked over to Fukuzawa who was facing the stove and cooking breakfast. He wrapped his arms around the taller man's waist and planted his face into his back. He could probably fall asleep again doing this.
"Im surprised you can still walk after last night."
Mori blushed slightly and pressed his face into Fukuzawa's back further.
"I have to go to work..."
"Why not stay home today?"
"The boss is slowly losing his sanity. If I don't show up, he might start something I- we- can't finish."
Fukuzawa nodded, stirring the miso soup and checking the rice.
"If you shower now, breakfast will be ready when you get back."
"If I have to..."
Fukuzawa smiled and picked one of Mori's hands up from around his waist and kissed it. Mori smiled, making sure Fukuzawa didn't see it. He left to go shower and when he came back out, breakfast was sitting on the table.
"Thank you for this."
"No need to thank me."
They started eating. Fukuzawa was a wonderful cook and Mori started having trouble eating anything but his food. They finished their meal and Mori put his coat on and started to walk out the door.
"Where do you think you're going, hm?"
Mori rolled his eyes and turned around to see a pouting Fukuzawa, arms crossed.
Mori had forgotten to give him a kiss.
"Yurushite, dārin (Forgive me, darling)."
He leaned up, pulling Fukuzawa's chin towards him and giving him a long loving kiss.
"Be safe."
"Mhmm~"
---11pm---
Fukuzawa finally got home after a long day at work. He was exhausted and immediately set his katana down on the kitchen countertop with a sigh. Luckily, he usually got home before Mori so he had time to make dinner before they fell asleep.What is that noise?
Fukuzawa lifted his katana out of its holder and pointed to straight at the sound coming from the living area behind him. Laughing. When he recognized who it was, his eyes grew. There was Mori, facing the balcony window staring out into the view of Yokohama, laughing hysterically. He sounded insane. Fukuzawa withdrew his weapon and looked down at the floor to see a trail of blood leading to him. Mori was covered in blood and holding a scalpel in his hand tightly.
"I did it, Yukichi-kun~! I finally did it~"
Mori turned around slowly with eyes filled with bloodlust and mania. A wide smile spread across his face. Fukuzawa slowly approached Mori and took the scalpel carefully, dropping it to the floor and holding both of Mori's hands up. He looked into his eyes.
"What did you do, Ōgai-kun?"
"Is that any way to address the leader of The Port Mafia~?"
Fukuzawa gasped quietly and dropped Mori's hands, stepping back a bit. Mori smirked.
"It's all mine now~" Mori whispered, eyes glowing red.
-_-_-_-Back to Present-_-_-_-
"What are you thinking about?"
Mori had noticed Fukuzawa just staring at his cup of tea and not drinking it at all. Very unlike him.
What the hell is going through his head right now? 10 years of marriage and I still can't figure that shit out-
"Yukichi-"
Fukuzawa's eyes fluttered and he cleared his throat a bit, sipping his tea. His usual serious expression came back and he adjusted his posture.
"I was just thinking about the day you became...This."
"That's quite a vague description, Itoshī anata (my darling)~"
Mori leaned to the side in his chair to face his husband, crossing his legs and intertwining his fingers with a smirk.
"The leader of The Port Mafia."
Fukuzawa's tone stiffened bringing up the label. They had obviously had a lot of discrepancy over the years between their two agencies. To say it tested their relationship was an understatement. Mori's expression became serious and he looked out into the sunset through his massive office window.
"I see."
Fukuzawa looked over at Mori, setting his cup down.
"Can I ask you something and you can promise me an honest answer?"
Mori looked back at him, placing his hands in his lap.
"Yes."
Mori watched Fukuzawa's eyes gloss over.
"Even through everything we have been through. Through all the fighting. You-"
Fukuzawa's voice broke slightly and he closed his eyes, turning his head forward.
"You still love me...right?"
Mori could feel his heart breaking. Sure they had been having a rough time lately but, how could be possibly think something like that?!
Mori immediately got out of his seat and sat in Fukuzawa's lap, hold his head delicately in his hands and started to cry looking into his beautiful steel blue eyes.
"How could you ask me that, Yukichi?"
Fukuzawa looked up at Mori and couldn't hold back his own tears anymore. He had been thinking about this for quite some time. He knew he should have brought it up earlier but he was too scared of getting the wrong answer.
"I just- I-"
•Spice Warning•
Mori grabbed Fukuzawa by the back of his neck and kissed him harder than he had in months. He missed him. The feeling of him. His smell. The taste of him. Fukuzawa gasped quickly before holding Mori's hips and kissing back just as hard. He missed this too. He wanted more.
Fukuzawa threw Mori's coat off and to the floor, ripping his dress shirt open. He moved his straight black hair to the side and started attacking the skin on his neck, making Mori moan. He held the back of Fukuzawa's head tightly and gripped his clothing with his other hand. His face was hot and flushed red. Mori jumped off, pulling him in by the front of his green yukata. Fukuzawa immediately picked him up by the upper thighs and slammed him down on top of his desk, swiping it clean. He continued to leave dark hickeys scattered across Mori's chest, holding his hips tightly. The Port Mafia boss was breathless and panting. Fukuzawa stopped when he felt Mori's hand pull his face up and closer to him with lust filled eyes.
"I will remind you of how much I love you~" He whispered in his ear in a deep seductive voice.
Fukuzawa's eyes widened and he blushed heavily. The feeling of Mori's breathe sent shivers down his spine.
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Fukuzawa x Mori Ship (More in Bungou Stray Dogs Oneshots)
FanfictionFukumori ship contains: Angst 40% Fluff 50% MAYBE smut 10% Don't be a ship shamer bro😤 just enjoy the love😌