Taishō Era, 1912

Kaigaku was the strong, 21 year old Thunder Hashira. He was cold, mean, and underestimated everyone else, expect one person. His beloved.

You, the lovely, 19 year old Flower Hashira.

Unlike him, you were his opposite. Kind, loving towards everyone, and always having a smile. That damned sweet, gorgeous smile that made his heart skip beats everytime. You were the only one he found himself worth to train with, to fight with, and to spend time with. Always listening to you talk about different flowers, a smile on your face, and him just..listening. If anyone else talked that much, he wouldn't care and would just leave. But your angelic voice? He could, and did listen to it, for hours. And that was also the reason you fell for Kaigaku. You two were two of the strongest Hashira's, yet he liked you more than the stronger ones. Only showed you affection. And that..was an instant turn on for you, and with time, you also fell for Kaigaku. You two were both in love, yet also tsunderes. He thought if he confessed, you'd reject him. And you thought if you confessed, he'd reject you. When in reality, if he even confessed, you'd jump in his arms happily, and if you ever confessed, he'd kiss you instantly, making you a flushed, panting mess. That would be a rather..weird relationship. Well, while you were pure, only thinking about holding hands and calling eacother making you blush..Kaigaku was so, so damn dirty minded about you. While you were blushing while looking at his hand, wanting to hold it, he was already undressing you in his mind. Sigh. The complete opposites.

Yet..both in love.

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Kaigaku had gotten on your nerves BADLY. His Tsuguko Zenitsu was really, really close to you the last few days, but being the sweetheart you were, you didn't mind it. And it made Kaigaku so angry, to the point the next thing you knew was Zenitsu, being all beaten up. By Kaigaku. And you were really, really pissed to the point you didn't visit his estate for DAYS now, when you went there everyday. And he.. let's say didn't know how to grieve. So Kaigaku didn't go to any mission, and just..drank all day, to clear his mind. Yet alcohol only made his thoughts about you dirtier to the point he wanted you. Your kind self..you probably weren't even that angry at him. Just wanting him to realize his mistake. But oh damn, he did. And he wanted you now.

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Another day of him drinking, so drunk to the point he couldn't think straight. You had given him a key to your, the Flower Estate in case he needed something, and he just came to you because he had only one thing in mind. You, of course. So as you were getting ready for bed, he already came in. Ah. Drunk as hell. Yet wanting to ignore him, you stayed in your bedroom until he..well let's say, just barged in.

Amanai...

He tried talking in his drunken tone, and you already realized it. His collar of the uniform open, showing a bit of his muscular chest, his cheeks flushed. He plopped himself down on your bed, next to you as he whined, clearly drunk. Just the thought of you was making him hard, and he was so hard right now, to the point he was throbbing so fast down there, it was almost hurting him. But you just couldn't get mad at him, the love of your life. So knowing he couldn't get your attention, that was the only think to bring up, his tone deep and whiny as he leaned closer to you, his chin on your shoulder, his drunken breath hitting your sensitive neck softly. He was also..turning you on by that, but you hid it better than him.

You..fucking hate me, don't you..? Gosh..I am so shitty..

Of course you didn't. But he was too drunk to realize that.