Denjiro X Reader 💞One Shots💞

Man of Many Names

Denjiro was always on your mind. He was an impossible thought to get rid of, though you didn't complain. Since you'd been out and about today, you heard the name of your lover over and over again at almost every crossing, so it was inevitable that he soon plagued your mind. He had many titles, so it was almost unavoidable when it came to hearing of him here in the Flower Capital. The only way to get him out of your mind was to see him, so you meandered away to his estate to pester him and fill your time.

He was not busy as of late thankfully, so you were happy to see him sitting peacefully in his room with a bottle of sake he had yet to start drinking in hand. He was surprised to see you, but it was a pleasant surprise to him. He greeted you with a smile when you flung open the fusuma to let yourself in, a needy expression taking over your features as you wandered over to him.

"______! What brings you here this lovely evening, my dear?" He said warmly.

"I keep hearing your name wherever I go. I can't stop thinking of you so I needed to come see you." You whined, stopping in front of him.

"Ah, can't get me out of your mind, so you've come to see me to mend your eager heart hmm~?" He teased.

"Precisely." You nodded.

You slipped the bottle of sake out of his hands while he gazed at you and poured yourself a cup before you returned it to his hand. Holding it carefully, you then sat yourself down in his lap with a dramatic sigh. He chuckled, amused by your simple dilemma. He did not mind the poaching of his alcohol simply because it was you, and watched lovingly as you took a sip and relaxed.

"How sweet. My little flower needs me~" He hummed.

"I do." You mumbled, leaning back into him. "You have too many names. I cannot escape the news of you, therefore you will not leave my mind."

"I've taken on many roles in life. I cannot help those names." He offered as he sipped from the bottle of sake.

"It's just too many though. I always hear of Kyoshiro, Ushimitsu Kozo, and Denjiro everywhere I go." You whined, drinking a little faster. "The problem is I don't like any of those names. They all sound so... wrong to me."

"Oh? Not even my true name can bring you pleasant thoughts?" He questioned, sounding almost a little offended.

You smirked, amused by his mild offence. He was right in your hands, and you knew it well.

"No... None of them sound as good as... my love.". You purred. "That name suits you much better. I like the way it rolls off my tongue more~"

You felt his heart skip a beat behind you. A throaty chuckle then escaped him while he snaked an arm around your waist, holding you against him tenderly. He was very much satisfied with your answer, and you could tell by the way his thumb gently stroked the fabric of your kimono.

"Y'know, you're right. I like the sound of that much better." He hummed.

"Told you~"

By now both of you had finished your drinks, Denjiro setting down his bottle while you still held onto your empty cup. You still wanted to drink more, so you attempted to wiggle out of his lap and reach for a new bottle. He held tight to you though and would not allow you to leave his lap, causing you to whine in protest when you couldn't get ahold of a fresh bottle of sake.

"Denjiro! I want another drink~!" You complained, submitting to his embrace and resting back against him.

"Sorry, what's my name~?" He teased.

You sighed when you realized what he wanted, laughing a little.

"My love, let me quench my thirst." You requested again with a slight lilt in your tone.

"Only after a kiss." He then bargained.

When you nodded, he took your cup out of your hands and put it down on the ground. Once you were completely unoccupied, he leaned down and pulled you close, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss: an activity you were pleased to indulge in. His kisses always made you melt, and this one was no different. Your heart was stolen by the alcohol flavoured kiss you took pleasure in, holding onto him with your freed up hands until you finally parted for a breath of air and a sip of sake.

"Can I have some more to drink now, my love?" You requested once again, still hovering quite close to his face.

"I'm starting to wonder who the real alcoholic is here." He chuckled, sitting back upright while he reached over for a new bottle.

"You, napping Kyoshiro." You teased.

"God, I really do have too many names, don't I?" He sighed as he refilled your cup once more.

"You do. But to me, you'll always be my love. No matter what you go by, you're someone special." You said sweetly.

"Just as you'll always be my beautiful flower." He agreed.

You leaned back into his shoulder once again and sighed, sipping happily at your fresh cup of sake. He still held tight to you, loving being in your presence as he too started on his second bottle. Being with you was peaceful. Though he was a man of many names, the only one that mattered was the one that fell from your lips. No call would be as sweet as yours, after all.