𝐼𝑘𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛 𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑜𝑘𝑢 🌸 イケメン戦国

Kiss Me Eyes // Ieyasu Tokugawa

Hey lovelies 🥰
I'm going to start publishing shorter stories so I can update more often. I have like 40 stories in my drafts that I'm going to work on finishing and publishing very soon. So be ready...

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It was so hot in the castle, you felt like your skin was going to start melting off your bones at any moment.

Your boyfriend had a busy schedule today, with reports to finish, a meeting with a daimyo and a late night council with a huge topic to discuss; a possible ally.

The sun's beeming rays and lack of air conditioning make it nearly impossible for you to get any sewing done.

"I don't remember ever being this hot in my life," a young seamstress by the name of Kiara, babbled on.

"I agree," you huffed, blowing your sweaty bangs out if your face.

"I need a break," Kiara stood up from her little station.

Walking like she had a wedgie, she made her way, tiredly, towards the half open sliding doors. She was a sweaty mess underneath all that fabric. Her brown eyes met yours and she smiled a grim smile.

"Wanna go get something to drink?"

"I would want nothing more right now!" you took your leave with the newest seamstress.

The two of you walked down the corridor until stumbling across a crowd of warlords and their vassals.

There were over two dozen men pushed out of the audience chamber. They all had sweat dripping from their furrowed brows.

Within the mess of sweaty men was a grumpy looking Ieyasu. He met your eyes and released a sigh of relief as he practicing tripped over the other warriors trying to get to you.

"H-Hi," you stuttered like a girl talking to her crush for the first time. "How- how was the council?"

"Oh, we just finished the meeting with the diamyo. Took long enough, it was so damn humid in that room."

Your boyfriend's face showed pure disgust. Clearly, he was unhappy about being in that situation, and you remember he has yet another meeting tonight, which was probably the reason he was being so sour.

"I bet," you placed your hand on his shoulder.

"Ew don't touch me," he gently pushed your hand away. "I'm all sweaty, you don't want to get all gross," he joked.

"So what if I do?"

His dark green eyes were as soft and dark as a jungle leaf, and he didn't smell gross. In fact, he smelled more like a beautiful pink cherry blossom.

It took a minute for you to realise the two of you were gazing into each other's eyes romantically while sweaty men trailed on through the long hallways and while your friend, Kiara, stared with an open mouth.

"Uhh-" looking down quickly, you tried to think of another conversation starter.

"Uh- you-your reports? Did... you finish them?"

Oh my gosh why am I acting like a weirdo? He's literally your boyfriend, why are you so nervous?? He probably thinks I'm crazy.

He pursed his lips as if thinking of something quite unnerving. But he didn't once take his eyes off yours, even when your gaze faltered, his eyes focused right on you, like you might disappeared if he looked away or even blinked for too long.

You grabbed his arms and pulled him into you for a hug but he didn't let you. Quicklyz he put his forehead directly on yours and stared even deeper into your mysterious orbs with his large veiny hands cuffing your blushing face.

"Are you alright?" his usual overly dramatic tone, was suddenly turned sweet like sugar.

"I got to get back to work," and with that you turned on your heel and walked away with your friend back in the same direction you came from while his puppy dog eyes followed you.

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Once more, you found yourself wandering the halls again, thinking about how lovely his voice sounds when your lover and best friend sings to you.

Every couple minutes you would find yourself passing by the sliding doors that kept Ieyasu trapped inside. Not on purpose of course, I mean you could be wandering any hallway, but this one just so happened to be your favorite...

"What am I doing?" sighing into the dark night, you passed the door one last time, debating on heading back to your slightly comfortable futon.

Just as you passed the large brown sliding doors, they opened with a loud SWOOSH.

A hard chest bumped into you so hard you nesrly stumbled forward, they smelled like freshly baked rolls. Do they make rolls in this time?

Turning around, you meet a single dark blueberry staring right back at you.

"Oh, Masamune. I-" you found yourself glancing behind him.

"Hoping I was someone else? Oh, dear. I hope not," he winked.

"Kinda yeah."

His hand moved to his heart, and he frowned at me. He also turned and looked behind him, as if to make sure no one was there.

"Sorry if I hurt you, I was just in such a big rush to come find you. Little did I know you were waiting for me, lass. I'm flattered-"

"Back away," a voice rang out from behind him and soon a large veiny hand pushed him a couple feet away from you.

Ieyasu stepped in front of his friend and placed both hands on your shoulders.

"Don't listen to him, he's a moron," he rolls his eyes before focusing on you, your smile, your cute little chin, your chest and finally he glanced down at your thighs.

"You know I wouldn't ever take Masamune seriously," you smiled nervously, looking around your tall boyfriend to see-

"Hey! Eyes on me," he snapped in your face.

Yes, sir.

While Ieyasu was mourning the loss of attention he was getting from you, an even bigger "problem" arised.

"Lady y/n! I'm so glad to see you!" Mitsunari was preciously beaming. Who knew you can make him so happy! He began skipping towards you with a smile only heaven could create.

"Mitsunari-"

Before you can even finish that sentence you heard your boyfriend growling at the two men. Then a pair of soft pouty lips crashed into yours.

He quickly deepened the kiss and stole your breath right out of your lungs and replaced the oxygen with his own. He gasped against your mouth and his sloppy lips devoured your bottom lip, leaving drool on your chin when he parted.

"I-" he gently wiped away his saliva from your chin as you started to say something your mind hadn't yet registered.

"I've been meaning to do that all day," he smirks at you before pulling you away from the "annoying" men taking all your attention.

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