Asian Celebrities Imagines

Yuta Nakamoto: Tummy

kisses, 26, 40: giggling while kissing, tummy kisses

"hey," Yuta whispers in your ear. your shoulders jump from the sudden intrusion, even more since the room was dark with the only source of light being your phone. giggles from your boyfriend fill your ears, as well as the muffled conversation of the other guys slowly settling into the dorm.

"you're back..." With a smile, your previous shock melts away.

it's late that Yuta finishes his schedule, with the recent album coming out that led to more and more dance practices in preparation for live shows. it was a miracle you got to see him since usually, you'd be asleep by the time he returns.

and you're at least glad you decided to stay up just a bit later tonight.

"I am. how's my baby doing?" yuta hops onto his bed, arms holding his sweaty body up as he tries his best not to dirty the sheets below him. All you see is the bright smile he has towards you, while the gentle kiss of the moonlight highlights the eye bags he dons.

tenderly, you rest a hand against his face, not minding the stickiness that came with hours of dancing and correcting movements. nothing mattered when it was Yuta, where you were the one to give him endless smiles and mornings tangled in domesticity.

yuta wordlessly dips down to kiss you, moving his lips against yours almost hungrily as he takes in your body, your small whimpers and hums. reluctantly he pulls away, and then there's a sniff that has you laughing from under him. yuta sneezes, the sound louder than your average sneeze that even the other members shout out a bless you.

as he wiggles his nose, you're coming down from your high of laughter instantly when he meets your lips again, although proving to be a little difficult as your lips spread into a smile. your mind only goes back to the expression Yuta makes, making your tummy rumble with giggles yet again that your boyfriend has trouble indulging in his desires.

he loves it, either way, feeling the smile on his lips as he does the same with only a millisecond of lips touching the other. the other seconds are collecting yourselves from the grins and the uncomfortable contact of teeth upon teeth.

"you're a tad bit giggly tonight, aren't ya, angel?" yuta teases, peeling away the covers from your body that does nothing but fuel your chuckling.

"Just thinking of your pre-sneeze face. that shit was too funny," with a whew, and a finger wiping away a singular tear, your hands naturally then tangle themselves in his hair, brushing through the smooth locks that always get you jealous despite the number of times he's dyed it.

"I know, a pre-sneeze is supposed to be the face you make in sexy times-"Yuta laughs when you make a face, eliciting a groan from you.

"trust you to ruin the mood! and who uses sexy times anyway? just use the word sex like a normal person." you shove him away from you playfully, his elbows stretched again as he looks down at you from above you.

"I love you," the sincerity catches you off guard, but Yuta doesn't stay for the reply before plopping his head down onto your stomach, lips trying their best to reach the skin of your torso.

"I love you too, Yuta," you whisper, voice hoarse from the lack of use all day, and the last of the tummy kisses fade off when the male takes refuge in your embrace and calming fingers, eyes struggling to stay open as he takes in the last bits of you.

yuta realizes that his fatigue never hits this hard unless it's in your arms, but he's glad it does when he can feel your warmth from below him and the sound of love confessions murmured as Romeo does to Juliet.

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