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HIROTA RIKI
✎ mein prinz
╚══════════════════╝Maki loved to tease you by calling you terms of endearment in different languages. Whether it was German, French, Japanese, Korean, English, or something else, he never seemed to run out despite dating you for months. He never failed to give you butterflies whenever he called you so sweetly with his honey-like voice.
Today, you wanted to get payback. He had been able to get you a flustered mess many times before, but you had never gotten the same reaction out of him. Of course he blushed when he confessed to you and on some dates, but you hadn't seen the cute colour on his cheeks for a while.
He was muttering something about his plans for the next week as he typed a list into his phone, still a little sleepy from waking up recently. You weren't sure how someone could look so pretty so early in the morning, but there were no other ways to describe Maki besides beautiful. You were noticing more and more how well he had grown into his features just over the past few months. You missed how cute he used to be, but his sharper more chiselled features definitely suited him the best.
"You used to have cheeks."
Maki glanced up from his phone at your comment, flashing a curious smile at you, "I still have cheeks, babe."
You shook your head, "But your cheeks used to be cute and chubby." You leaned over, poking one of your fingers to his cheek, right where his dimple usually popped up, though it wasn't visible at the moment.
He smiled again, his dimple forming right under your finger, "You like my cheekbones, though."
"I do." You sighed, turning your hand to cup his face instead, tracing a finger along his cheekbone. "Mein prinz*..." You mumbled, biting back a smile.
Maki turned to you, colour rushing to his cheeks in shock. You had rarely said anything in German without his coaching, and certainly never such an affectionate nickname. My prince.
Maki had always been the more romantic of you two; planning dates, initiating skinship, and dreaming about the future. Whenever you reciprocated that fondness back to him, it came as a surprise to him. He couldn't help but get flustered.
"Where did you... learn that?" He questioned, "I never taught you that."
You shrugged, "I did some research in my free time, süßer**."
"Stop!" He laughed and hid his face behind his hands as your smile only grew from his reaction.
"Are you blushing?" You teased, trying to peek at his face by removing his hands. But he shrunk away more, evading your hands by curling up into a ball to hide just how red he had gotten. The swarm of butterflies in his stomach and the bubbling feeling in his chest accompanied by his racing heart seemed a little too excessive for just 2 pet names. But that was the effect you had on him.
"Now you know how I felt before." You grinned victoriously.
*mein prinz = my prince
**süßer = sweetie/cutie pie
a/n: i do not know german but i am fluent in google translate and research 🙂↕️
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