"Please!!! If we are reborn, if we are reborn again as humans... Will you make me your wife? "
The same blurry image of a woman with pink and green hair appears in Iguro's dreams every once in a while, haunting him with her words. Living his life as...
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The morning sun was gently streaming in through the window, casting a warm glow over the room. It was 9:40 AM, and Mitsuri slowly opened her eyes, feeling the soft rise and fall of Obanai's chest beneath her head. They'd stayed up all night, entangled in each other love, touch, laughter, and sharing whispers under the covers. Now, in the quiet morning light, she savored the warmth of his embrace, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
As her gaze drifted up, Mitsuri's eyes landed on the delicate piercings in his ear, a small detail she loved about him. She studied the industrial piercing, the gauges, and the small conch, fascinated by his mix of toughness and vulnerability. Her gaze trailed down his arm, admiring his tattoos. She noticed one of the newer tattoo's—a small, intricate Gemini constellation nestled within the other designs, and her heart skipped a beat.
"Is that..." she whispered to herself, realizing what it was. "Gemini?"
Before she could stop herself, she lifted herself up a little more to get a better look. Her eyes traveled over his toned torso, taking in every detail. But her gaze lingered a little too long as she noticed the unmistakable sign of his morning arousal pressing against the sheets. Mitsuri's face flushed a deep red, and she quickly covered her face with her hands, trying to stifle a surprised giggle.
Suddenly, Obanai stirred beside her, his eyes snapping open at her sudden movement. "Mitsuri? What happened?" he asked, alarmed as he sat up, his expression worried.
She peeked through her fingers, her cheeks still crimson. "N-Nothing! I just, um... woke up a little startled."
Obanai's brows relaxed as he looked at her, a teasing smile creeping onto his face as he noticed her blush. "Mitsuri... were you looking at me while I was sleeping?" he asked, amusement lacing his voice.
Mitsuri tried to hide her embarrassment, biting her lip as she met his gaze. "I uh... yes," she admitted shyly. " But I couldn't help it. You're... just so... interesting." Her fingers traced his tattoo gently, lingering over the tiny constellation. "Is this... me?"
Obanai's smile softened, as he reached up, brushing a strand of pink hair from her face. "Yea, it's you," he murmured. "I wanted something to remind me of you... to have you with me always."
Her eyes sparkled with emotion, and she leaned in, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to his lips. "Thank you, Obanai," she whispered against him. "You have no idea how much that means to me."
Obanai tightened his hold on her, pulling her back against his chest as he stroked her hair. "I'd get a hundred more if it meant keeping you close."
She nestled into him, her blush finally fading as she melted into his warmth. "I don't think I need a hundred tattoos... just you here, like this. Forever."