♡ᵀᴮᴶᶻᴸ ᴵᵐᵃᵍⁱⁿᵉˢ

kitchen

Summary: washing/drying dishes when Tobi gets carried away.

Word count: 531!
Warnings: none.
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Y/n pov:

My parents adores Tobi, and he often spends time at their house, helping out with chores and bonding with my family.

On this particular evening, Tobi and I find ourselves in the kitchen, washing and drying dishes after a delicious family dinner.

As we work together, our laughter fills the room, and the sound of running water and clinking dishes was a comforting background noise.

3rd person pov:

Tobi couldn't help but admire you as you stand at the sink, you hair pinned back and your hands covered in soap suds.

You look beautiful in your casual attire, and he feels a surge of affection for you.

Without thinking, Tobi reaches out and wraps his arms around you from behind, pulling you close.

Y/n pov:

I chuckle in surprise, but soon relax into his embrace, feeling his warmth against my back.

Tobi buries his face in my neck, inhaling my sweet scent, and plants a soft kiss on my skin.

I laugh, feeling a flutter of excitement in my stomach at his touch.

Tobi spins me around to face him, his hands still resting on my waist.

Our eyes meet, and a spark passes between us, igniting a fire of desire.

Tobi leans in and captures my lips in a passionate kiss, his hands sliding up my back as he deepens the kiss.

I melt into his embrace, my hands cupping his cheeks as I return his kiss with equal passion.

The world around us fades away, leaving only the two of us lost in a moment of pure passion and love.

But suddenly, my eyes widens in realization, and I push Tobi away gently, breaking the kiss.

"Tobi, wait..." I whisper, my voice tinged with urgency as Tobi looks confused.

"What's wrong, Y/n? Did I do something?" He says as he steps back while I shake my head, a blush creeping up my cheeks.

"No, it's not that. It's just...my grandparents are in the next room. We can't...do this here." I stammer, feeling a mix of embarrassment and longing.

Tobi sighs in disappointment, but understanding flashes in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. I got carried away. I just can't help myself when I'm with you. You drive me crazy." He confesses, a hint of vulnerability in his tone as he steps forward.

I smile softly, reaching out to cup his cheek.

"I know, and I feel the same way. But we need to be respectful of my grandparents, especially in their house. Let's finish up here and maybe we can sneak away for some alone time later." I suggest, my eyes twinkling with mischief as Tobi grins.

"I like the sound of that. We'll make it worth the wait." He vows, leaning in to press a chaste kiss on my lips.

We resume our tasks, finishing up the dishes in companionable silence, our hearts full of love and anticipation.

And as we steal moments of stolen glances and secret smiles, I know that our love was strong enough to endure any obstacle, even the watchful eyes of my grandparents.