read the title :3 (req's are closed pls im bad at saying no)
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- None of the art or characters are mine unless I state otherwise (which doesn't rlly happen) so credits to the artists/Gotouge :D
- All the writing is mine (ofc), and only mine,, not...
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Cuddles are cute but harder to write </3
Note: A mix of modern and regular! Basically modern AU with demons or regular AU but more advanced :>
Tengen tapped on his phone, texting in the groupchat with his wives.
Tengen ✨: I'm at the coffee shop rn
Hina: Alright, I'll be there in a little
Tengen ✨: No worries I'm just going to get a drink before I go back home
Makio: You're lying I know why you're really there 👀
Tengen ✨: Wdym..
Hina: Makio-
Makio: What -_-
Hina: Please don't
Tengen ✨: ??
Makio: You're just there to see Kyojuro
Tengen✨: Love how perceptive you are..
Makio: 😘
Tengen✨: 'Kay ima order now one min
Makio: Kk
Tengen put his phone in his pocket and looked up, his gaze stopping at the waitress who stood in front of him. She gave him what he assumed was meant to be a flirty smile as she held up a notepad.
"Hello, sir, what would you like to get?" she asked.
"Uhh," Tengen said. He hadn't actually come here for a drink, like Makio had guessed, so he hadn't thought of what he might order—or that he would at all until this woman walked up to him. "I don't know, lemme think."
"Of course, sir, take your time," she said, smiling at him. She flipped her hair slightly, trying to catch his gaze.
He ignored this and glanced up at the list of things you could buy here that was displayed on a screen over the ordering counter. He scanned it. Finding nothing that he might want to eat or drink now, he continued staring at it, hoping that if he stalled would make the woman go. But she stayed and he sighed to himself.
"I'm not sure," he admitted, taking his phone back out.
The woman bent closer to him. "Could I suggest something?" she asked, the smile still playing on her face which was uncomfortably close to Tengen's.
"Sure..?"
"Why don't you have," she started, pausing to jot something down. "My number?" she finished, tearing off the paper from the notepad and placing it on the table in front of him.
Tengen raised an eyebrow. "Miss.. you realize I'm married?" he said cautiously. He hadn't realized she would make a move so fast. Usually they got too scared to ask and he'd already left once they got the courage to.
