daily thoughts

december 25th 🎄

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Here's an OUT imagine of Tatsuya because it was requested by @youalrkn0w. Hope y'all likey. This is made with so much fluff, teasing, and a little smut.

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IT WAS THE DAY OF YOUR BIRTHDAY, and a certain someone decided that he wanted to take you out on 'the-best-date-in-your-life'. Your foolish boyfriend, Iguchi has been constantly messaging, calling, voice-mailing, and boasting to you about how he has the best date ever planned for your birthday. It was exciting, to say the least. You couldn't wait to spend the day with him—the last time you ever really hung out with that big-headed boy was weeks ago, he's been so busy ever since with his aunt's restaurant.

You were standing in front of a fountain, waiting for him while your eyes were glued to your phone. There was a faint smile resting on your face at the numerous text messages he spammed you with—they all ranged from 'happy birthday, baby girl' to 'could you get here any slower, lil' annoying ass girl? I want to see you.' He was so adamant in seeing you today, it was ridiculously cute.

"A—Ahem," A person straightens their deep voice out so unnaturally that it makes you shoot your gaze up to peer at the individual. There was some cute ass boy with cheeks as rosy as the shade of crimson. He seemed to be nervous as fuck. He couldn't make eye-contact with you, and he was trying his hardest to play it cool. The boy was exceptionally attractive—he donned knee length blue-jean shorts that happened to accentuate his thick, muscular thighs and slightly plump booty so well, and the shirt—the tight-fitting white shirt was cinched around his small waist. The fabric clinging so securely to his toned abdomen and bulging biceps, highlighting the hills and dips of every single inch of his defined upper body.

A seductive smirk crawls its way onto your dual-toned, full lips at the intriguing sight of him, raising a brow in interest, you ask in curiosity while taking confident strides towards him, "Mmmm. Who is this fine ass man in front of me? Hm? Y'looking for some fun?" You extend your pointer finger out, poking him in the middle of his chest before you draw the slowest, straightest line down to his belt.

"Don't do that," He lowly warns you, beautiful, dark-brown eyes gazing down at you sternly. Your pretty, siren eyes hone in on him, and he falls apart within seconds.

"Do what, Mr. Iguchi? What ever am I doing?" You lull to him, emphasizing each word and closing the distance between your bodies for him to admit defeat. Heat was running amok in his body already. It hasn't been two or three minutes and you already got him breaking into a sweat.

Annoyed, he nervously scratches the nape of his neck and whips his reddened face to the right of him, refusing to show you how embarrassed and nervous you are making him, "...You look really beautiful, baby..."

Although you heard him, you decide to mess with the antsy boy, "Hm? What was that? I couldn't hear you, and it's quite rude to not make eye-contact with the person you're talking to, don't you think... Tatsuya?"

The way you called his name had chills running up-and-down his back. You know damn well he loves the way you say it. You're simply just teasing the hell out of him now, and it was frustrating him.

"You... you, fat-headed ass girl, you look stunning as fuck today!" He hollers out loudly in frustration, garnering everyone's attention in the plaza. Everyone's eyes were glued onto him in bewilderment and confusion at his sudden and funny outburst. In response to his ass compliment, you throw a jab in his bicep, resulting in him frowning at you.

A playful pout appears on your face at him, "Now, that's not how you speak to your wonderful girlfriend whose birthday is today. You're supposed to be nice!"