“32?” - “I’ll prove it!” (sorry the prompts are a row of ones D:) ans, always hahaha
*Wow, this is so late. Hope you enjoy it!*
Fandom: Akagami no Shirayukihime, Obiyuki pairing
Rated T for Language (smirking emoji)
Shirayuki shook her head with sadness as she observed the small hole in the roof of her greenhouse.
“Yeah, that’s a leak, all right,” Obi mused, staring at the hole as well. “Man, the soil here is really moist,” he said, grabbing a fistful of wet dirt in his hand. Obi sucked his teeth and shook his head. He then flicked his eyes up and saw his Miss turned around, hiding behind her hands.
“Uh, Miss,” he said, standing up to his feet while patting the dirt off his hands. “Are you okay?”
Now completely turned and making squealing noises, Shirayuki took a few steps forward away from Obi. “I’m okay, just give me a minute.”
Her voice wavered, like she was nervous around him. Not convinced she was okay, Obi closed the distance between them and grabbed her arms. “You’re shaking, Miss.” His eyes widened as he yanked her elbows down, pulling her hands away from her face.
“Your face is really red, Miss!” Obi cupped her cheeks, pulling her face closer to him. “And you’re really warm.” He continued to inspect her intently, moving her head from side to side and up and down.
“Obi, I’m fine,” she replied, pushing his hands away.
“Are you having an allergic reaction? Is there something in the moist soil that’s making you…”
Her cheeks flushed red again, this time deeper and brighter than her hair. Before she could turn away, Obi caught her hand, clasping his fingers with hers.
“Uh…Nnnn…” Shirayuki made incoherent noises as she avoided looking at Obi in the eyes.
“Moooooiiiiissssttttt,” he teased, moving in closer to her while wrapping his arms around her waist. He loved finding new ways to make his Miss blush, especially when they were outside her bedroom chamber. They weren’t hiding their relationship, but in public, they promised to keep it very professional.
“Moist, moist, moist, moist.” He just couldn’t help himself as he whispered the word in her ear, like a term of endearment.
“Stop that,” she said, burying her head against his chest. He was now laughing, amused at his precious Miss blushing at that word.
“Huh, thirty-two,” he said, chuckling.
Lifting her head up, Shirayuki pulled back, lifting an eyebrow at her bodyguard. “Thirty-two? What does that mean?”
Flashing her a wide grin, he wiggled his eyebrows at her. “That’s thirty-two words that make you blush.”
She slapped his chest in a playful way, then pushed out of his embrace. “I don’t believe you. That doesn’t sound like me at all.”
“I’ll prove it!” He beckoned her to come closer. She pursed her lips and paused for a minute, hesitating to approach him. She walked to him slowly, then placed her hands flatly on his chest. He stared into her green eyes and almost forgot why he even existed in her world.
“Go on,” she said, smiling. “I’m listening.”
He tilted his head, his lips grazing the shell of her ear. “Penal, angina, rectory,” he started, kissing right below her ear. “Cumin, uvula, coccyx…”
Her knees buckled as he continued listing harmless words that sounded dirty to her. “Shaft, erect…”
“That’s not fair! Those words remind me…”
Obi captured her lips into a passionate kiss, interrupting her train of thought. His thumbs caressed her cheeks, feeling the warmth of her blush. He turned to her side and continued to whisper in her ear, while she melted in his arms.
