Cerulean Hearts ||a Karamatsu x reader||

Daybreak

A/N; *Voltron references and in-jokes incoming* also regarding the klance-ish statement, if you're sensitive to that whole shipping drama just forget I said anything. (Also be warned, there's some very slight smut stuff but whatever yo)

"Mother of fucking Pearl, I swear to god!" I complained, kicking my legs out. It was a lazy Tuesday morning, and I had nothing better to do than to watch cartoons.

Karamatsu stirred next to me and groaned, "What are you yelling about?"

" This is some bullshit. I can't believe he won't fucking admit it like I know this is a kid show but at least make some sort of reference. Jesus Christ- This is what I've been driven to. Ranting about space gays at eight in the morning! And this bitch over here-" I ranted.

"(Y/N)... I can't understand you when you talk that fast." He said, rolling on his side to face me. I shut my laptop screen and huffed.

"Space gays I said. Never mind that though, sorry I woke you up."

He laughed and hugged me close to him. "It's fine, though I can't say I've ever heard of a 'space gay' before." I pressed my lips to his forehead and buried my face in the crook of his neck lazily.

"You're so warm, Kara," I commented tiredly, my messy hair getting in my face.

"Heh, it's all because of the flame of our love that flickers in both of us. That's why you're always warm as well." I let the akwardly cringey statement slide. He waited for a moment and then chuckled in my ear, "I still haven't forgotten about that phone incident." Quietly I gulped, glad I couldn't see his face. I would probably be sent into a downward spiral of emotions. "My question is, why 'Daddy' in particular?"

"I don't know, it felt funny at the time."

"Are you into that kind of stuff?" He teased, a groggy croak still in his voice.

"Not particularly." I returned, probably hot pink with embarrassment. "I never meant for you to see that, sorry."

He laughed. "You act like it's a bad thing."

"Usually calling people daddy is looked at as gross-" I put in. I was cut short by my own gasp when his warm hand ran over my bare thigh. I'd decided to go to bed in some pajama shorts, see. I immediately regretted the decision.

"That's true, but it seems you were using it as a term of endearment."  His chest pressed against mine as we came closer together. Trembling slightly now, I brought my hand to his head and played with his messy hair. Silently, Kara started to rub comforting circles into my thighs. "Do you usually call me that, when I'm not around? Perhaps when you're alone?~" He snickered.

"O-of course not!" I said, scoffing at the idea redly. "Though...you're always so good at this..." I grumbled into his neck, my lips gently skimming over the sensitive skin. My back arched as he moved his fingers toward the inner part of my legs. Though it didn't feel perverted at all. The action was affectionate and well-natured. Reserved, is maybe a better word. He was way too much of a gentleman to try something overly lewd. Even if he didn't want to admit it. Even I wished he'd hold his hand just a little bit higher. I let out a small whimper.

"Good at what?" He asked after a moment, with a small grin.

"Kara, c'mon I have work later today," I whined, my shivers worsening.

He reddened at my sudden noises. "Yes of course... so sorry." Suddenly, I had an idea.

"Maybe later today we could.. get to something like this again if you aren't busy." I hinted, climbing on top of him. Completely bricked, he asked,

"W-wait, are you suggesting... 't-that'!?"

My breath hitched in my throat. "Well," I squeaked, "I don't see why not. If we care about each other enough, and you feel it's a step that you are willing to make, then it's definitely something I'm considering." I said, red painting my cheeks as I stared down at him. Kara sat up and gave me another one of his goofy smiles. Though, I do believe he had a mini panic attack right then and there.

"W-whatever you want, my angel. I wouldn't hesitate to drop everything for your sake. If you want to take such a big step, I'd love nothing more than to make you happy." He took my hand in his and kissed it.

I smiled at him, and giggled, "You're so cheesy sometimes."

"Isn't that part of the reason you fell in love with me?" He asked, gazing at me with that half smile I adored so much. In a gentle fashion, I held a hand to his face for once. Kara pressed his cheek against me and nuzzled me lovingly.

"Mhm. That, and the fact that you're friggin' adorable." I said, pulling his face to mine to kiss him long and hard. After breaking apart, he ditzily stared at me, swaying a little in place with a smile. It took him a moment to gather himself up. Just as I'd said. Friggin' adorable.

After pulling on his hoodie, we stood and got ready for the day. The bathroom counter was littered with hair-care products and makeup. Karamatsu himself just used a bit of concealer and carefully helped me put in a pair of earings. After messing around with hair clips and barrettes, we both stood by the door, softly murmuring sweet somethings to each other.

"I'll see you later today, my lovely~." He said, trying to look at least a little dignified. He then pulled a purple hair clip out of his hair and set it on the small coffee table beside him.

"'See you later today. Meet me here at seven, tonight." I whispered to him excitedly. We kissed goodbye one last time before he walked out and started to sprint for the bus stop like his life depended on it. I watched him do so from my doorway, trying my best not to giggle. Would I even be able to teach today? I wondered, fidgeting a little as I closed the door behind me and grabbed my drawstring backpack. My eyes drifted to the violet barrette. I broke out into a smile. Let's make this a good day, I thought, grinning like an idiot. From there, I skipped to the train station.

Who needed breakfast anyways?