Gintama x Reader One Shots

Kamui x Reader: Pillow Cuddles

"(F/N)-chan...(F/N)-chan!"

(F/N) was minding her own business, lying on the couch in the Seventh Division ship's common room, when someone started calling her name. She felt the person poke her cheek, and cracked open her eyes, scowling at the offender, who, as it turned out, was none other than her boyfriend, Kamui.

"(F/N)-chan," he repeated with a frown, "are you okay? You've been lying there for several hours now."

"I just had a bad day," she muttered, turning her back to him. "Now go away. I don't feel like talking."

"You don't want to talk, huh? That's no good."

She heard the rustle of his clothes as he stood up, and the sound of his boots on the metal floor as he left the room. (F/N) felt a slight sting of guilt, but pushed it away. Kamui wasn't sensitive enough to take that personally.

With that in mind, (F/N) wasn't surprised when she heard the thunk, thunk, thunk of his boots as he returned. She was surprised, however, when he didn't touch her, or say anything. He simply dropped something on the floor next to the couch, and left again.

Once she was sure he was gone, she raised her head. The 'thing' he had dropped was a pile of three...six...ten pillows. How had he carried all that without dropping anything? And more importantly, what did he think he was doing?

The pattern continued for several more minutes, until every pillow and blanket on the ship was lying in a twelve-foot tall heap on the common room floor. By that time, (F/N) had rolled over to face Kamui, not bothering to hide the scowl on her face.

"Well," Kamui said, hands on his hips, "that should be enough. Now, then..."

He turned to her with a smirk, and before (F/N) could question what he was about to do, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside the gigantic mountain of pillows.

"Kamui—" (F/N) stammered. "What are you doing? Why—"

"It's a pillow fort."

"What?"

"I learned about it on Earth. It's supposed to make people happy. Now..."

He pulled a blanket out of the wall, sending a few pillows tumbling to the ground. This let in a little light, allowing (F/N) to see his face. He was smiling nonchalantly, as if he actually thought this would cheer her up.

What an idiot.

Kamui carefully wrapped them both in the blanket, and fixed his eyes on (F/N)'s face.

"You're not smiling," he commented. "Are you not cheered up yet?"

"Kamui—"

"You said you don't want to talk, so stop talking. Let's cuddle, instead."

Kamui wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her close. (F/N)'s face immediately went beet red. Even if they'd been dating for several months, she still wasn't used to having him so close.

After a few minutes, she'd gotten used to having his arms around her, being able to feel his heartbeat, and having his legs tangled with hers. In fact, she was getting close to drifting off to sleep when she felt his lips against her neck.

"Eep!"

Kamui chuckled, and (F/N) would have smacked him if not for him pressing another kiss to her neck, then another, then another, all the way to her earlobe, then down again. (F/N) felt his hair brush against the crook of her neck, and giggled.

"Kamui, that tickles."

"Ah, you laughed!"

"Huh?"

"You laughed—I heard it, so that means we don't have to do this, anymore, right?"

Kamui was about to draw away, but (F/N) caught a fistful of his shirt.

"That...that wasn't a laugh. I'm still sad, so...keep doing what you were doing..."

Kamui chuckled, and pulled her close again, running his fingers through her hair.

"Whatever you say. After all, you know I'd do anything for you, my pirate queen."

Author's Note: Here's some Kamui fluff! Hope you enjoyed it! If you did, please remember to vote! Thanks!

-Marguerite Partello