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This was a rare morning for Satoru and Aiko. Normally one of them, if not both, would be out of the house at a ridiculous time in the morning due to the nature of their jobs as jujutsu sorcerers, as well as the heads of their respective clans. However, today was an exception. Today the couple actually got to enjoy a nice lie in together, all cuddled up, and now they were both in the kitchen attempting to make and decorate cookies together.
“How’s this?” Satoru questioned as he held up a cookie, a proud look on his face.
Aiko cocked her head to the side as she stared at it. “Is that supposed to be.. Um..” The woman pulled her brows together in thought. “The world map?.”
“It’s supposed to be bulbasaur,” Satoru said with a pout, putting down the cookie with a huff.
“Ohhh,” Aiko trailed off as she tried not to laugh, her eyes fixed on her pouty boyfriend. She couldn’t help but smile at how cute he looked right now. A 6ft+ man radiating kicked puppy energy.
“Come here,” she called as she grasped his face with both hands and pulled him down, causing the man to look at her in surprise. “You have icing all over your face, pretty.”
She could feel Satoru’s gaze on her as she used her thumbs to wipe away the dried frosting on his cheek, but she managed to accidentally transfer powdered sugar from her hands onto his face instead.
“Whoops.” She let out a small giggle as she moved her hands away. “Let me grab a towel.”
She let out a yelp as Satoru grabbed her by the hips and lifted her onto the countertop, moving to stand between her legs to trap her.
“Don’t worry about it, sweets,” he said with a dopey smile as he gazed up at her. “I like it when you hold my face. Do it again.”
“Oh really?” she questioned with a smile as she looked down at him, hands moving to grasp his face once again. “Like this?” She smushed his cheeks with a large smile, letting out a giggle at the sight before loosening her grip.
Satoru huffed in response and started to move away, but Aiko quickly wrapped her legs around his waist to trap him.
“I’m just kidding, my silly baby, come here,” she cooed as she gently grasped his face with both hands and planted a quick kiss on his lips. “Is that better?”
“Nope,” he shook his head as his hands rested on her hips once again. “That’s not enough.”
Aiko leaned down again and placed three quick consecutive kisses on his lips.
