*some angst
Fluff
A bit of spice
Giyuu and Sanemi are and have been married for 5-6 years- they also have a child
Giyuu is NOT a girl ok
Btw Merin, Chang² and Mich(aka my/merinss bsf) made this*
As the morning light bathed the kitchen in a soft glow, Giyuu's heart felt heavy with a tinge of melancholy that lingered just beneath the surface. Despite the warmth of Sanemi's embrace, there was a distance between them, an unspoken tension that threatened to overshadow their moments of intimacy.
"Good morning, darling," Sanemi's voice broke through the silence, his arms wrapping around Giyuu's waist in a gesture that was both comforting and strained.
Giyuu's smile was strained, a flicker of sadness in his eyes as he returned the embrace. "Good morning, Nemi," he replied softly, the weight of unspoken words hanging between them.
As they sat down to eat, the air was heavy with the weight of their unspoken worries, each bite of food a reminder of the distance that had grown between them. Conversation was sparse, the silence filled with the echoes of what remained unsaid.
When Sanemi finally rose to leave, the ache in Giyuu's chest intensified, a knot of longing and regret tightening with each step Sanemi took towards the door. "I have to head out," Sanemi said quietly, his gaze lingering on Giyuu with a mixture of longing and sadness. "But I'll be back as soon as I can."
Giyuu nodded, his throat tight with emotion as he watched Sanemi go, a sense of loneliness settling over him like a heavy shroud. It wasn't just the physical distance that separated them, but the emotional barriers they had built up over time, each one a reminder of the pain they both carried.
As Giyuu stood alone in the kitchen, the emptiness of the room echoed the emptiness in his heart, a reminder of the fragility of their love and the need to bridge the gap that had formed between them before it was too late.
As Sanemi sat at his desk, the weight of paperwork looming before him, his mind kept drifting back to the image on his phone's wallpaper. It was a simple picture, just him and Giyuu gazing at the camera, their smiles genuine and unguarded. But it held a world of meaning, a reminder of the love and happiness they shared before life's burdens began to weigh them down.
With a sigh, Sanemi pushed aside the stack of papers in front of him, his thoughts consumed by memories of their time together. He missed the quiet moments they used to share, the way Giyuu's presence brought a sense of calm to his chaotic world.
Suddenly, an idea began to form in Sanemi's mind, a spark of hope amidst the darkness of his doubts. He knew what he needed to do – he needed to plan a trip for just the two of them, a chance to reconnect and rediscover the love they had lost along the way.
That evening, as Giyuu greeted him with a tired smile, Sanemi couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for neglecting their relationship. "Hey, Giyuu," he began tentatively, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I've been thinking..."
Giyuu looked up from where he was preparing dinner, curiosity shining in his eyes. "What is it, Nemi?" he asked, his tone gentle and encouraging.
Sanemi took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to say. "I know things haven't been easy between us lately," he admitted, his gaze locked with Giyuu's. "But I want to make things right. I want to take you on a trip – just the two of us."
