Fire Force Imagines

Benimaru

Y/N

When you left the house to go to the shops the sky had been clear, however upon leaving the shop the weather changed and the heavens opened on you. You had no coat or umbrella, so all you could do was clutch the shopping to your chest and run like your life depended on it. Your partner Benimaru asked you to pick up some more sake as he was taking his bottle to the company to have a drink with company 8 who were leaving after a training exercise. Your partner wasn't a man of many words or emotions, but after some drink, he was a whole new man.

The house was quiet when you returned looking like a drowned rat, so you put the shopping away and head upstairs to dry off before making dinner.

As you potter around the kitchen you hear the front door open and close. Benimaru would eventually stumble his way into the kitchen to find you. However, as you reach for a frying pan arms snake themselves around your waist making you jump.

'I love you,' Benimaru slurs.

You snort, 'how much did you drink?'

He spins you around so that your back is pressed against the counter, 'you smell like rain y/n.'

You giggle as he nuzzles his face in the nape of your neck, 'did you drink the whole bottle?'

He pulls his head back and smiles lazily before nodding, 'are you proud of me?'

How this man was a respected captain you'd never quite understand, one moment he was strict and the next a big man child. But you loved this man child and wouldn't want to be with anyone else.

'I'm proud and I love you,' you reply.

Benimaru's smile grows before he leans in and crashes his lips down on yours. The only other person who could drink him under the table was you, it was how you met after all.