“you know what i want? i want you sweetie pie.”

you were a worker at a fashion company, a type that often worked with heroes or people with extraordinary quirks that may require an extraordinary outfit to go along with it, you, a normal person who wasn’t a hero, helped design outfits for a lot of fashion trends, and were often consulted with plenty of people to work. however, not everyone was very friendly in a platonic way.

your new coworker mitsuki was odd, sure she was completely beautiful and perfect looks wise, but her personality was quite.. aggressive. she saw you on the first day of working together and happily put you between her breasts and started calling you her husband at any chance she could. today was no different, you’re working away at the computer before feeling a woman’s chest pressed up against the back of your head, and now her hand holds your chin and makes you turn to look up and see it’s mitsuki, smirking as she stares down at you again.

“hey future husband, maybe you should loosen up and let me claim you as my own, i’m not a soft spoken woman, but here’s the thing, i don’t like repeating myself so i’ll say it one last time, be my husband and love me! i’m a perfect catch for a little thing like you, so what do ya say babe?”