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In a world where tradition still held sway, Sanemi and Giyuu found themselves bound by the ties of an arranged marriage. It was a union neither had sought nor desired, yet they were compelled to abide by its terms.
Sanemi, with his sharp tongue and rough demeanor, made it clear from the onset that he had no intention of coddling Giyuu. He viewed the arrangement as an inconvenience, an intrusion upon his freedom. Despite his initial resistance, Giyuu accepted his role, silently embracing the submissive position assigned to him.
The tension between them simmered beneath the surface, a constant undercurrent in their interactions. Sanemi's brusque mannerisms grated against Giyuu's quiet sensitivity, exacerbating the strain on their fragile relationship.
Giyuu, ever the stoic, bore the weight of their arrangement with quiet resignation. He saw himself as unworthy of Sanemi's affection, his own insecurities gnawing at his fragile mental health. He accepted his role as the submissive partner, believing himself inferior to Sanemi in every aspect.
But what troubled Giyuu the most was Sanemi's refusal to engage with him on a physical level. Despite their marriage, Sanemi kept his distance, withholding the intimacy that Giyuu secretly longed for. It was a deliberate choice, a cold rejection that left Giyuu feeling hollow and alone.
As the days passed, the strain on Giyuu's mental health grew more pronounced. He struggled to reconcile his feelings of inadequacy with the harsh reality of his marriage. Sanemi's indifference only served to deepen his despair, pushing him further into the depths of his own turmoil.
In the quiet moments of solitude, Giyuu found solace in his own thoughts. He began to question the validity of their arrangement, wondering if there was any hope for reconciliation. Yet, beneath the layers of resentment and misunderstanding, he sensed a glimmer of something more—a fragile bond struggling to take root amidst the chaos of their tumultuous relationship.
With each passing day, Giyuu found himself drawn to Sanemi in ways he couldn't explain. Despite the barriers between them, he saw glimpses of warmth beneath Sanemi's rough exterior, a flicker of vulnerability that mirrored his own.
And so, in the quiet stillness of their shared space, amidst the echoes of their strained silence, Giyuu dared to hope for something more. He longed for the day when they could bridge the divide between them, when they could set aside their differences and embrace the fragile bond that bound them together.
As the days passed, Sanemi found himself drawn to Giyuu in ways he couldn't comprehend. Despite his initial resistance, he couldn't deny the similarities between Giyuu and his late mother. Both possessed a gentle kindness that transcended their circumstances, a strength born of quiet resilience.
One fateful night, Sanemi returned home injured, his pride wounded more than his body. To his surprise, Giyuu was there to tend to his wounds, his gentle movements a stark contrast to Sanemi's own rough exterior. As Giyuu's care and concern washed over him, Sanemi felt a warmth stirring within his chest, a sensation he couldn't ignore.
In that moment of vulnerability, Sanemi allowed himself to let his guard down, to embrace the comfort that Giyuu offered so freely. He found himself drawn to Giyuu's gentle nature, his quiet strength a balm to Sanemi's wounded soul.
Yet, amidst the tenderness of their shared moment, Sanemi couldn't shake the memory of the night he accidentally caught a glimpse of Giyuu's feminine features. His heart raced at the thought, his cheeks flushing with a heat he couldn't control.
Sanemi fought to remain firm, to maintain the facade of indifference he had carefully crafted. But deep down, he knew it was only a matter of time before his true feelings bubbled to the surface, before he couldn't deny the pull of his heart any longer.
And so, as the days turned into weeks, Sanemi found himself falling for Giyuu against his will. Despite his stubborn resistance, he couldn't deny the growing affection he felt for his gentle spouse. It was a revelation that both terrified and exhilarated him, a journey into uncharted territory where the walls he had built around his heart began to crumble in the presence of Giyuu's unwavering kindness- despite his treatment towards Him...
As the months slipped by, Sanemi and Giyuu found themselves settling into a comfortable routine, their once strained relationship blossoming into a tender intimacy that neither had expected. Yet, amidst the familiarity and ease that now defined their dynamic, a new kind of tension began to simmer beneath the surface—a tension tinged with desire and longing, an unspoken yearning that hung heavy in the air between them.
It was on a particularly warm summer evening, the golden rays of the setting sun casting a warm glow over the garden where they sat, that the tension between them finally reached its breaking point.
Giyuu's fingers trembled slightly as he poured the tea, the delicate porcelain cup rattling softly against the saucer. He tried to ignore the way his heart raced at the mere presence of Sanemi beside him, the heat of his gaze burning into him like a brand.
Across from him, Sanemi watched with hooded eyes, his breath catching in his throat at the sight of Giyuu's flushed cheeks and tousled hair. He had long since abandoned any pretense of indifference, his desire for Giyuu simmering just beneath the surface, threatening to boil over at any moment.
Their conversation meandered lazily from one topic to the next, the words flowing between them like a gentle stream. But underneath the surface, a current of tension pulsed, drawing them closer with each passing moment.
As the night wore on and the shadows deepened, the space between them seemed to shrink, until they were sitting mere inches apart, the heat of their bodies mingling in the warm summer air.
And then, in a moment of reckless abandon, Sanemi reached out, his hand coming to rest on Giyuu's knee, the touch sending a jolt of electricity coursing through them both.
Giyuu's breath hitched in his throat, his pulse pounding in his ears as he met Sanemi's intense gaze, the desire burning bright in his eyes.
Without a word, Sanemi leaned in, his lips capturing Giyuu's in a searing kiss that left them both gasping for air, their bodies pressing together in a desperate embrace.
In that moment, as they surrendered to the fire that raged between them, Sanemi and Giyuu knew that their love was anything but ordinary—it was a flame that burned with a passion so fierce, it threatened to consume them whole. And as they melted into each other's arms, they knew that they had finally found the peace and acceptance they had been searching for all along.
The first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room as Giyuu slowly stirred from his slumber. As he blinked away the remnants of sleep, he became acutely aware of the warmth enveloping him, the comforting weight of another body pressed against his own.
Heart pounding in his chest, Giyuu's eyes fluttered open to find himself nude, sprawled atop a sleeping Sanemi. Panic surged through him as he realized their precarious position, his cheeks flaming with embarrassment as he took in the sight of Sanemi's bare form beneath him.
But before Giyuu could untangle himself from the tangled sheets, pain shot through his body, causing him to wince and gasp in surprise. His movement stirred Sanemi from his slumber, the older man's arms tightening around Giyuu in a protective hold.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Sanemi murmured, his voice thick with sleep as he shifted to face Giyuu, concern etched into his features.
Giyuu's cheeks burned even hotter as he struggled to explain, his words coming out in a rush of embarrassment. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...I woke up like this, and I tried to move, but..."
Understanding dawned in Sanemi's eyes as he realized the predicament they found themselves in. Without hesitation, he gently extricated himself from Giyuu's grasp, careful not to exacerbate his discomfort.
Moments later, Giyuu found himself submerged in the warm embrace of the tub, the soothing water easing the ache in his muscles. Meanwhile, Sanemi busied himself with retrieving fresh clothes, his movements fluid and purposeful as he dressed.
As Giyuu relaxed in the water, his mind raced with questions and doubts, until finally, he found the courage to voice the one that weighed heaviest on his heart.
"Shinazugawa... do you... do you like me?" he whispered, his voice barely above a murmur.
Sanemi's response was immediate, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he turned to face Giyuu, a fond smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
"What happened to screaming my name?" he teased gently, his eyes twinkling with affection. "And yes, dear, I do like you. More than you'll ever know."
Giyuu's cheeks flushed crimson at the admission, overcome with a mix of relief and happiness. He buried his face in his hands, the warmth of the water doing little to quell the heat of his embarrassment.
But despite the lingering discomfort, Giyuu couldn't help but feel a sense of peace settle over him. In that moment, as he sat bathed in the soft light of dawn, he knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, he would face them with Sanemi by his side—a partner, a lover, and a friend.
The gentle morning light spilled into the cozy kitchen, casting a warm glow over the room as Giyuu and Sanemi moved about with practiced ease. Pots simmered on the stove, filling the air with the tantalizing aroma of spices and herbs, while bowls of freshly chopped vegetables waited patiently on the countertop.
As they worked side by side, a comfortable silence settled between them, broken only by the occasional clink of utensils against pots and pans. Despite their differences, Giyuu and Sanemi moved in perfect harmony, their movements synchronized as they prepared the morning meal together.
Just as they were putting the finishing touches on their culinary masterpiece, the sound of footsteps echoed through the hallway, followed by a familiar voice calling out Giyuu's name.
"Mitsuri-chan!" Giyuu exclaimed, a smile lighting up his face as he turned to greet his unexpected visitor.
Mitsuri burst into the kitchen with her usual enthusiasm, her eyes widening in delight at the sight before her. "Oh my goodness, you two are cooking together!" she squealed, clapping her hands together in excitement.
Giyuu chuckled softly at her reaction, while Sanemi rolled his eyes with a fond smile. Despite his gruff exterior, he couldn't help but be amused by Mitsuri's infectious energy.
"Looks like we have an audience," Sanemi remarked, a teasing glint in his eye as he gestured towards Mitsuri.
Mitsuri blushed furiously at being caught in her excitement. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," she stammered, suddenly feeling self-conscious.
Giyuu waved off her apology with a warm smile. "Nonsense, Mitsuri-chan. You're always welcome here," he reassured her.
Mitsuri's smile returned in full force, her eyes sparkling with gratitude. "Thank you, Giyuu-chan," she said, her voice filled with sincerity.
With a quick glance exchanged between them, Giyuu and Sanemi resumed their cooking, their movements fluid and coordinated as they worked together in perfect harmony.
As Mitsuri watched them from the sidelines, a sense of warmth flooded her heart. In that moment, she realized that she had stumbled upon something precious—a bond forged not just by friendship, but by love and understanding.
And so, with a soft smile and a silent vow not to disturb the two of them any further, Mitsuri quietly slipped out of the kitchen, leaving Giyuu and Sanemi to savor their newfound happiness in each other's company.
...
As Giyuu stepped through the threshold of their home, he was greeted by the sight of Sanemi's surprised expression. But what caught his attention was the bundle in his arms—a tiny infant, swaddled in blankets and cradled against his chest.
Sanemi's eyes widened in shock as he took in the unexpected sight. "Giyuu, what... what is that?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Giyuu's expression softened as he gently shifted the infant in his arms, cradling it protectively against his chest. "I found him behind an old store," he explained softly, his voice filled with compassion. "He was all alone and drenched from the rain. He would've died if I hadn't found him when I did."
Sanemi's initial surprise gave way to concern as he took in the fragile form of the child. "Is he... is he okay?" he asked, his voice laced with worry.
Giyuu nodded, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. "He's asleep now, but he seems to be doing alright. I've cleaned him up and checked for any injuries."
As they moved further into the house, Giyuu recounted the events of his encounter with the infant, describing how he had stumbled upon him while on his way home. He spoke of the overwhelming sense of responsibility that had washed over him in that moment, driving him to bring the child back with him despite his initial hesitation.
Sanemi listened intently, his gaze softening as he watched Giyuu cradle the infant with gentle care. Despite his gruff exterior, he couldn't deny the warmth that blossomed within him at the sight of Giyuu's compassion and kindness.
And so, in the days that followed, they found themselves adjusting to their new reality—a makeshift family brought together by circumstance and fate. They took turns caring for the infant, their days filled with laughter and tears as they navigated the challenges of parenthood together.
But amidst the chaos and uncertainty, one thing remained constant—the love that bound them together, stronger than ever before. And as they watched over the sleeping child, nestled in the safety of their home, Giyuu and Sanemi knew that they had found something truly precious—a family forged not by blood, but by love and unwavering devotion.
As the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, Sanemi slowly blinked his eyes open, only to find himself alone in bed. Confusion tugged at his thoughts until he heard the soft sound of singing drifting through the air. Curiosity piqued, he followed the melody, his bare feet padding quietly across the wooden floor.
Stepping into the living room, Sanemi's breath caught in his throat at the sight before him. There, bathed in the gentle morning light, was Giyuu, cradling the infant in his arms as he hummed a soothing lullaby.
The sight warmed Sanemi's heart, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he watched the tender interaction between Giyuu and the child. The infant cooed and giggled in response to Giyuu's gentle touch, his tiny hands reaching out to grasp at Giyuu's fingers.
Unable to resist, Sanemi stepped forward, his arms wrapping around Giyuu from behind as he placed his chin on Giyuu's shoulder. "Good morning, gorgeous," he murmured, his voice filled with warmth and affection.
Giyuu's smile widened at the unexpected greeting, his cheeks flushing pink as he leaned back into Sanemi's embrace. "Good morning to you too," he replied softly, his eyes sparkling with happiness.
Together, they stood in comfortable silence, watching as the morning sunlight danced across the room. And in that moment, surrounded by love and warmth, Giyuu and Sanemi knew that they had found a happiness that surpassed anything they had ever imagined.
...
As Giyuu diligently cleaned the table, he was unaware of the tiny miracle unfolding behind him. But Sanemi, ever observant, caught sight of their child, Kai, taking his first wobbly steps. With a soft gasp of excitement, he called out to Giyuu, his voice tinged with awe and joy.
"Dear, look!" Sanemi exclaimed, his eyes alight with pride as he pointed towards Kai.
Startled, Giyuu turned around just in time to see Kai, their precious child, taking shaky steps towards him, a wide grin lighting up his face as he giggled with delight. Tears of joy pricked at Giyuu's eyes as he watched their little one's milestone moment unfold before him.
With a mixture of excitement and trepidation, Giyuu held out his arms, his heart pounding in his chest as he silently urged Kai forward. And then, with a burst of determination, Kai reached his father's arms, his tiny hands grasping onto Giyuu's shirt as he buried his face in his chest.
Overwhelmed with emotion, Giyuu pulled Kai close, his tears mingling with the child's laughter as they embraced. In that moment, surrounded by love and warmth, Giyuu felt a sense of gratitude wash over him—a profound appreciation for the miracle of life and the blessings that had been bestowed upon them.
And as Sanemi wrapped his arms around them both, his own eyes shining with tears, they stood together as a family, united in their love and devotion for one another. For in that simple moment, they knew that their bond was unbreakable, their love eternal, and their journey as parents filled with endless possibilities!!
Four years had flown by in a whirlwind of laughter, love, and countless cherished memories. Kai, their once tiny bundle of joy, had grown into a spirited and curious four-year-old, his boundless energy and infectious laughter filling their home with joy and wonder.
On this special day, Giyuu and Sanemi had planned a family outing to celebrate Kai's fourth birthday—a day filled with fun, laughter, and, of course, plenty of cake.
As they made their way to the park, Kai's excitement bubbled over, his laughter ringing out like music in the air. He skipped ahead, his tiny hand clasped tightly in Giyuu's, as he eagerly chattered about all the adventures he hoped to have.
Arriving at the park, they wasted no time in diving into the festivities. Kai raced around the playground, his laughter echoing through the air as he climbed, swung, and slid to his heart's content. Giyuu and Sanemi watched with pride, their hearts swelling with love as they witnessed their son's boundless joy.
After hours of play, they gathered under a sprawling oak tree for a picnic lunch—a simple yet heartfelt celebration of Kai's special day. They shared sandwiches and snacks, their laughter mingling with the rustle of leaves overhead as they basked in the warmth of each other's company.
And then, it was time for cake. With a flourish, Giyuu presented Kai with a colorful masterpiece—a towering cake adorned with candles and sprinkles, his eyes alight with excitement as he blew out the candles with all his might.
As they enjoyed the sweet treat together, Kai beamed with happiness, his face smeared with frosting as he giggled with delight. And in that moment, surrounded by love and laughter, Giyuu and Sanemi knew that their greatest adventure was just beginning—a journey filled with endless possibilities, laughter, and love, all shared as a family
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Our hands are died and tired but we pushed through!! This is technically the longest oneshots we've wrote! Haha..
Anyways that's all byes no, I want to thank ItsThePalmTreesKing as I used they're story at the first like the arranged marriage and the little misunderstandings!!
-merin
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-chang²