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Itto had been itching to be home. It had been more than a long day with the gang. Even though their gang was officially recognized and they were actually doing better than good, it seemed that at every corner there were more and more problems, which meant more and more paperwork. And one thing Arataki Itto did not like, was paperwork. The fact that he had to stay later to finish filling it out when he could be at home, with his husband, made him mad to the point he just wanted to put it all in the new paper shredder thing Kuki bought recently.
But alas, here he was at 7:38, driving home. He felt even worse because it was his night to cook- he even had a recipe he'd save for this very night! When he had called his husband earlier, he had been very apologetic, his pouting clear to the other through the phone. Gorou, the amazing man he was, had just laughed and said that it was okay, that he understood, and that he had gotten home early and he was in the mood to cook. Itto listened with a goopy smile on his face as his husband talked about a new recipe he had just found and that tonight would be the perfect time to try it out as it takes a little while to cook, and then about his day. He had stayed on the phone, just listening as he spun in his chair, playing with a pen with his free hand, until Gorou had told him to get back to work so that he could come home sooner.
"Sir yes sir!" He says with a mock salute. He grins as he hears his husband scoff at his antics.
As his grin softens, his voice does too. "Alright Pup. I'll be home as soon as I can. Promise."
"I know. I'll be here waiting. Promise. I love you, ya big buffoon."
"I love you, Pup. See you soon." He says, a grin splitting his face.
"See you soon."
Every traffic light seemed to be against him as they kept turning red as soon as he pulled up to them. But! He got home- without running any red lights! Itto pulled his glossy red Dodge Challenger into his usual spot in the parking garage, right next to Gorou's black BMW. He got out of the car, swinging his keys on his finger before beginning his ascent to the top floor of their apartment complex. He felt almost jittery as he unlocked the door, opening it and immediately getting a whiff of something delicious and hearing low music. As he shuts the door and puts his keys in the small dish and sets his bag down by the small entry table, he listens more closely, trying to decipher what song it is. Slipping his house slippers on, his heart speeds up as he finally makes some of the words out.
So, Darling
just swear you'll stand right by my side
we're on top of the world
We're on top of the world now, Darling
so don't let go
Itto walks in the kitchen and there, standing in front of the stove with a wooden spatula stirring something in a pot with one of Itto's t-shirts on, hips and tail swaying with the music, is Gorou. His sweet, sweet husband.
It was one of their wedding songs.
Itto walks to Gorou, wrapping his arms around the smaller man's waist, squeezing gently as he places a kiss on his exposed shoulder, and sways with him. He softly sings along with the song, right in Gorou's ear as they sway, Gorou keeping an eye of the pot- of soup?- on the stove.
I've got somethin to say~
you're perfect in everyway
i'm gonna shout it out
i wanna tell you now
He continues the song, pressing more kisses onto his shoulder, burying his head in the man's neck, keeping them close together as they sway. He hears rather than sees Gorou turn the stove off and move the pot to another burner. His husband then turns in his arms, and slides his own hands up Itto's arms until they lock together behind his neck. The continue swaying like that, their foreheads together, arms wrapped around each other. At some point in during the song, Gorou moves his head to lay against Itto's chest, his arms coming to wrap around his back, squeezing.
As Itto opens his eyes, taking in the picture of his husband, he falls just a little more in love with him.
Everyday, Itto thinks that there is simply no more room in him to hold more and more and more love for the man in his arms. And yet, everyday, Itto falls just a little harder, just a little deeper into his endless ocean of love for this man.
The song finishes, and then its silent. The two still sway, enjoying the moment, in their kitchen, at a quarter till 8.
"Hi." Gorou says, eyes closed and voice quiet-content.
"Hi." Itto says, rubbing his hands up the other's back before letting them rest of his hips and looking down.
Gorou looks up, smiling at him before leaning up on his tip toes to press at kiss to his husband's lips. Itto meets him and can't help the smile that pastes itself on his lips. "Missed you." He murmurs against the other's lips before pressing another kiss. And another. And another. Gorou softly laughs, bumping his nose with the taller man's. "Mmmmnnn. Miss you too, big oaf." He teases. The couple stays like that for a little longer before Gorou pulls away, patting Itto's ass. "Alright babe. Go set the table." He says, slinking from out of his arms, throwing a smirk over his shoulder as he grabs bowls. Itto rolls his eyes, contrast to the smile on his face as he leans over Gorou's shoulder, pressing a kiss to his cheek, and returning the pat of his ass. "Yes sir, puppy." A grin breaks out upon hearing his husband scoff, jabbing a quick elbow into his stomach as Itto pulls open the utensil drawer. He laughs as heads to the table.
He keeps his eyes on Gorou as he sets the table, watching him hum and move around their kitchen, before helping him bring their food over. They play footies as they eat and talk about noting and everything. They agree to watch at least one episode of Criminal Minds as they just started season 7. They even decided to go on a date tomorrow as they both had the day off. As to what they were gonna do, they'd figure it out when the time comes.
After dinner, Itto washed while Gorou dried, both putting away the dishes before retiring for the night. Upon entering their room, Itto started to pull his clothes off, heading towards the bathroom and turning the shower on. He pops his head out, watching as Gorou turns on the tv, sitting on on leg at the end of the bed.
"Wanna join me?" He asks, watching as his husband looks over his bare torso with clear appreciation. "Hmm. Yeah. Yeah I think I do." He says, standing up and throwing the remote on the bed near the pillows as he walks towards the taller man. Itto grins, grabbing Gorou when he's in arms reach, pulling his up and kissing him, hands on the back of the thighs. He sets the smaller man on the bathroom counter, raking his hands up and down his legs as they continue to kiss. He then slowly takes of his shirt, pressing a kiss to the base of his neck and his chest before slipping his boxers off and placing a kiss on each knee. He then picks up the smaller man, placing him in the shower after a quick check of the water temperature. He then pulls off his own pants and boxers before throwing their clothes in the laundry hamper and joining his husband.
They kiss languidly as they wash each others hair and bodies, and then they are in towels, going on with brushing their teeth, making eye contact in the mirror-making silly faces at each other- and then Gorou brushes Itto's hair before putting it in a braid, and then Itto is brushing out Gorou's hair and his tail, and then putting in the oils he uses and brushing it again. The couple then get dressed- Gorou grabbing another of Itto's t-shirts and Itto opting to wear his usual basketball shorts.
They get in bed, Gorou grabbing the remote before it gets lost and hitting play on the Criminal Minds episode. They put their electronics on their respective chargers before Itto pulls Gorou close, his chest against the smaller man's back, and then he brings up their duvet. They don't make it through the third episode before Itto starts dozing off. Gorou turns the tv off, and with the movement, Itto lays on his back, arm open and ready as Gorou slides in, pressing a soft kiss to his husband's chest before resting his head against it.
As he falls asleep, Itto kisses Gorou's head, falling in love with him just a little bit more again.