Heard yall were looking for some Kenji Sato oneshots, so here's this 😌
No I'm not making smut. I can do fluff though! 😁
Lime too. But no smut ☺️
Ik the writing is a bit off but ima improve y'all, trust🤞🏽
Oh yeah, I apologize for making it only S...
"Hold it.. Right there!" A certain Raven-haired man grunted lowly.
You knelt down in front of him with a mischievous grin, rolling your eyes playfully as you continued your actions, prompting him to let out a quiet whine
Ah, mm," he whimpered, trying to stifle his groans while a pained expression crossed his face.
"Not so fast, slower," you nodded, maintaining a steady pace as you met his gaze with amusement. He struggled but managed to endure until you finished.
"Ouch, it may hurt, but you're doing a great job. Thank you, Y/n," Kenji spoke softly, looking down at you with gratitude. As you took out a roll of bandage from your first aid kit, you couldn't help but chuckle at his reaction to your treatment.
"You're welcome Ken, just make sure you be careful next time, alright? And stop with the fighting, it's stupid to get all worked up over a guy like that."
As the official medical nurse for the baseball team, your duty was to ensure that every player received proper care for injuries sustained during play. In cases of more serious injuries, paramedics would be called, and a substitute from the bench would replace the injured player.
Unfortunately, your close friend and teammate, Kenji Sato, who had recently returned to Japan, needed your assistance today after a skirmish with a persistent fielder who never seemed to give Ken a break—though Ken was often the one escalating the situation. That fielder was a brute with an attitude.
In the privacy of a small room, you were just finishing up treating a deep scratch on Kenji's knee, carefully wrapping it with bandage to relieve pressure.
A smile spread across your face as you admired your handiwork, grateful that your nursing degree and training had paid off. Just months earlier, fresh out of college with no connections, finding a job had seemed daunting. Securing this position had been a stroke of luck, and meeting Kenji had been an unexpected bonus.
As you finished, you couldn't help but reflect on how far you'd come. Working with the baseball team had not only validated your skills but also deepened your friendship with the Raven-haired man sitting before you.
"Alright! I'm done for now. How does it feel?" you asked, ensuring Kenji was comfortable with the bandage and treatment. Checking in was a standard part of your physiotherapy training to address any post-treatment issues promptly. While complications were rare, you knew the importance of maintaining players' health for their performance and reputation, even if the stakes sometimes seemed a bit too exaggerated.
"It's alright," Ken spoke, moving his whole leg around in circles as he smiled down at you. "Thanks again N/N."
You rolled your eyes playfully, allowing your gaze to linger on Kenji from head to toe as unspoken thoughts raced through your mind. Kenji was attractive—there was no denying that. Sweat glistened on his skin, his hair tousled from the game, and a soft spark lit up his dark-brown eyes. Beyond his looks, he was also the kindest man you'd ever met, except perhaps when he was out on the field playing.
As you stood up, feeling a pang of discomfort from the prolonged kneeling, you couldn't shake the thought that maybe there was more to your feelings than just friendship. Kenji's presence had a way of making you feel at ease, his genuine gratitude warming your heart.
"You don't need to apologize twice! I already told you, you're good," you reassured him, your voice tinged with warmth as your e/c eyes gazed into his.
Kenji smiled gratefully, his eyes holding yours for a moment longer than usual before glancing away. "Thanks, Y/n. I appreciate it."
As you tidied up your first aid supplies, a comfortable silence settled between the two of you. Despite the seriousness of his injury, there was a lightness in the air whenever you were together, a shared understanding and ease that had grown between you both.
You know," Kenji suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence with a playful tone, "I'll have to try to get injured more often if it means I get to see you again, Y/n."
Your cheeks warmed at his unexpected flirtation, a mix of surprise and amusement crossing your face. His boldness caught you off guard, but there was a flicker of excitement in your heart.
Since your back was facing him, you turned around, allowing him to see the shocked yet amused look on your face as he smirked playfully. You stuttered unexpectedly, unsure of how to respond to his flirtatious words. "I-I uhm... I don't know what to say to that," you spoke softly.
"Don't say anything at all," Kenji interrupted smoothly, standing up and walking slowly towards you. You instinctively walked backwards until your back hit the wall behind you.
"Yeah?" you whispered under your breath as Kenji leaned in closer, his presence sending a twisting sensation through your stomach.
"Yeah," he replied, his voice smooth and inviting like butter melting on a warm knife, as he closed the gap between your lips.
As the two of you kissed, time seemed to slow down. Ken's lips were warm and tender against yours, and his hand gently cupped your cheek, sending shivers down your spine, prompting you to gently wrap your arms around his neck. The intimacy of the moment overwhelmed you, but at the same time, it felt surprisingly natural, as if this connection had been waiting to happen.
When you finally pulled away, your breaths mingled in the quiet space between you. Kenji rested his forehead against yours with his hand on your waist, his eyes searching yours with a mix of earnestness and affection.
"I've been wanting to do that for a while," he admitted softly, his voice barely above a whisper.
A rush of emotions flooded through you—joy, uncertainty, and a newfound sense of closeness with Ken. "Me too," you confessed, your voice tinged with relief and excitement.
Kenji smiled, his thumb gently brushing your cheek. "I'm glad I finally worked up the courage."
You chuckled softly, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. "I'm glad too."
The two of you took a moment to bask in the aftermath of the kiss, breathing in each other's presence.
"Yeah?" Kenji asked, a playful glint in his eyes as he recreated the moment before your kiss, eliciting a grin from you in response.
"Yeah," you affirmed with a smile, feeling a rush of warmth and happiness.
