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𝐋𝐔𝐗𝐔𝐑𝐘, 𝗄𝖺𝗆𝖻𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗎𝗄𝖾
YOU cross your arms over your chest, sitting back into the glossy seats of the dimly lit limo. a pout is plastered on your face; which daisuke picked up rather quickly. he took your silence and the refusal to look at him as you still being annoyed at him, he just doesn't understand why.
"are you still angry at me?"
"yes". you state bluntly, still looking straight ahead. daisuke sighs, running a hand through his raven coloured hair. "why? i didn't do anything wrong. i just did what had to be done". his oblivious comment causes you to look at him and he stares back, crossing his arms as well, as if he's challenging you.
"you tricked me into coming to this business dinner".
"so?"
"nobody likes me! and your family is going to be there and they don't like me too.." he clicks his tongue and shakes his head, calling you over by waving his hand a few times but you don't move and this only frustrates daisuke even more. "why do you think no one likes you? they like you (y/n) and if they don't who cares".
"i care".
"come here". daisuke pats the seat next to him and you silently stare at him for a few seconds before standing up and carefully moving towards the empty space. he instantly grabs your chin with his thumb and first finger, lightly lifting up your face so you don't try and look away. your cheeks grow hot, anything daisuke does always manages to make you hot and bothered and that's how you're feeling right now.
hot and bothered.
"you're my fiancé, why should anyone have a problem with that?"
"because-"
"that was a rhetorical question (y/n)". he says while chuckling and his thumb brushes against your bottom lip, his blue-grey eyes are trained on your plump lips and as he leans forward to fulfil what he wants, you pull away before he gets a chance. "i'm still mad at you".
"you are?"
"mhm". you shuffle a few spaces away from daisuke, taking your attention to whatever is on your phone. daisuke however, stares at the diamond ring that decorates your finger. a feeling of warmth and contentment building up inside of him, he never would've thought that a sight like this would make him as giddy as he is right now.
the ravenette grabs a hold of your ringed hand, bringing it up to his lips and placing a warm kiss on your skin. your eyebrows knit together, but you don't pull away, finding this action way too sentimental to ruin it.
he continues to leave butterfly kisses on your hand, then he travels up your arm and stops at your neck. your breath hitches as you feel daisuke pull you in closer by your exposed thigh, while kissing and sucking on your neck, with the intent of leaving something special behind.
