The sound of keys madly being hit were resounding through the room as a loud yawn followed.
Suzuya, who had his arms tightly wrapped around your waist from behind as you sat on his lap, watched how your fingers typed furiously and let out another large, bored sound out of his throat before snuggling closer to the crook of your neck with his face; the cold tip of his nose touching your warm skin.
"[Name], I'm bored." His voice slightly drifted to a monotone tone but you could clearly hear the whine and pout forming his slim lips.
"I'm trying to work, Juuzou", you exclaimed with a big sigh escaping your lips as your eyes still remained glued on the computer screen in front of you.
"[Name]", the white haired male whined loudly as he dragged out the last letters of your name and squeezed your body in his arms. "Pay attention to me."
You closed your eyes and let out a tiny groan as you titled your head back. The fingers of yours slowed down their pace but didn't stop; you just decided to take it a little easier so you could focus better on your boyfriend.
Opening your eyes again, your face was only millimetres away from your face and his unnaturally big, red eyes that left an eerie feeling for the most people practically drilled into your own. But let's face it: You were already used to it.
Being the lover of this childish male was really a huge mess. Over looking his violent and disturbed behaviour, he was really childish and playful while his quite girlish looks didn't help at all to change that picture.
The thing was that he simply didn't know how to interact with others like a normal person which ended up often in awkward situations that he wasn't even aware of.
If you're a jumpy human then Suzuya wasn't the right person to be around with.
Other people at the CCG were quite surprised that he had gotten himself someone that could put up with him and someone who seems to be bored, sleepy and social awkward, too.
Just like him you had your violent and sadistic side when it came to work outside on missions but that was okay.
Somehow one needed to release stress and anger, right?
You silently stared at each other. Minutes passed with only typing and gazing into the other's eyes.
Suzuya prodded the tip of his pale nose against yours before rubbing them against each other; since you were facing him with your head upside down it looked quite strange from the viewer's view.
Suddenly he grabbed both of your wrists to stop your from using them any more.
You were about to protest and to tell him that you really needed to finish this report but he was faster than you.
"You promised me to let me stitch you", he told with such a childish smile that it already appeared to be mad.
Your face fell from bored to slightly annoyed.
Oh, yeah.
That promise.
You remembered that he had one day pestered you so much in his own way - his presence had been already triggering enough for you back then before you two got together - that you had told him that he will be allowed to stitch you in near future if he'd leave you alone for the rest of the day.
And now you were here in this mess.
Great.
You were a fan of piercings and tattoos, heck you even had a few on your own, but stitches?
But you admitted that they looked really rad.
The thing was just when you got yourself a piercing the pain was shorter then this fucking needle the would tear open your skin and flesh over and over again!
Then again you had made him this promise even though it had been only for the reason to be left alone.
And they looked cool.
How bad could it be?
Very bad.
For some kind of reason, Suzuya had chosen the wrist to be the perfect place for the red thread to graze your skin.
The wrist. A place with not very much flesh, ergo: It hurt even worse than actually expected.
Tears escaped your usually stoic eyes but no one could blame you.
You weren't like the white haired male in front of you who felt no pain, no, you were just a human being that was currently under such an amount of pain that it was nearly unbearable.
During a fight it was alright to feel such a strong feeling but so behind closed doors it was another story.
While moving the needle out of your skin again, Juuzou leant up and licked away the running tears starting from your jawline up your cheek. You didn't know if you should rather be embarrassed or grossed out.
You decided to go with the first one.
Your cheeks were dusted by a soft pink and you gulped loudly as your boyfriend continued his doing. Right now you weren't focused on the pain anymore, it was rather his slippery, wet tongue that was sliding and dancing to and fro across your heated up skin.
After some while Suzuya finished the last stitch and now resumed to do the same to his own left wrist.
It's not that he hasn't had any on his arms yet but not at this place.
You looked at it from above and noticed how pretty it looked: It was nicely and neatly made and looked like a bracelet in some kind of way.
The Rank 2 Ghoul Investigator had done a quite good job, you admitted to yourself.
"[Name], look, look!", Suzuya interrupted your trail of thoughts and grabbed your hand, flipped it over so the palm was facing the ceiling and the wrist was better visible.
He held his near yours and pointed out: "I made them the same, see? If you look closely, my name is stitched there!"
And the boy was not lying. He had done his best to create a clean writing of his name on - and kind of in, too - skin.
"And yours is here as well!" his finger pointed with his free finger at his own skin and showed that your name was indeed as well gracing his skin.
"So everyone will know that you belong to me, and only me!"
To your own surprise you weren't angry, it looked nice in your eyes.
And seeing him so cheery about it wasn't that bad at all.
You watched how he sat down in front of your computer screen to keep your from working with you in the chair right in front of him and dangled his legs loosely to and fro with a happy and satisfied grin on his face that already could be counted into the mad section.
With your eyes wide open, you stared at him with flushed cheeks.
He looked just too darn cute when he was happy in your opinion.
And hey, a little bit of pain and stitches were worth seeing him this way, right?
