A man people considered a playboy, someone who wouldn’t settle down for someone—someone who sleeps with people so often; an assumption people made about Yuji Terushima.

But that’s not true at all. Hes the sweetest man you could have ever asked for. Terushima is a gentle man, loving and caring; hes charismatic and playful, but around his beloved? Absoloutely not. He melts like a puddle.. so he shows his love through physical touch. Often wanting them close. Just close.

It didn’t matter if they were doing two different things, it didn’t matter if you were busy with your hobby, hes just around, touching his beloved’s waist, arm, thigh.

And tonight, on the way home, after an exhausting day of training all he could think about was you. Begging, praying that they’re awake and waiting. No—they’re waiting.. maybe just not awake.

He unlocks the door; calling for them. No response. He sighs so loud and closes the door behind him, walking inside and finding his beloved on the sofa.

“My love,” Terushima whispers sweetly, leaning down and caressing his lover’s shoulder since they’re so cuddled up under the blanket.

He was torn from waking them up or not, ultimately, his neediness won and moves the blanket away to slip into their arms—watching them stir a bit made his heart race quietly he sighs softly and kisses their neck lovingly—needily. Hes even whining a bit; breath hitching as his large hand gripped their waist tighter.

“Are you awake? I miss you. We should do something tonight. Even if its quite late.” Teruhashi mumbles against their neck. Hes so frisky. Frisky more than normal.. you’re barely awake and hes all over them like there is no tomorrow.