Pairing - Blog Posts
Welp. Goodbye Cruzon and Critter, I found a new ship for Cruz and I finally get my Cars lesbian pairing.
Make way for Cruzalie!
One is all about the numbers and how they’re never wrong while the other beat the odds.
Since y'all forgot:
Natalie’s GAY moment is when she repeats something the commentators say, like “quite the win” but Nat puts extra emphasis into it and leans in and stares at Cruz unblinkingly from afar and does something with her lip and it was massively gay
Why are my idea so weird?
Unpopular Opinion Time
I don’t ship Sirius Black with Remus Lupin and while I’ve read good fics with them as a couple it usually strikes me as a lazy pairing.
The basis of their relationship seems to be that hey were friends for years and they hugged after being reunited.
I actually got into a legit argument about this once and was accused of being a homophobe. Personally, I think that turning them into a couple based on this scant character development is perpetuating a culture of toxic masculinity. Two men showed love and relief and are now ‘super gay for each other omg otp’
I think Sirius Black is hetero pre-Azkaban and too mentally injured to call himself by any labels post-Azkaban. (He spent ten years having portions of his soul sucked out of him, it was going to take a lot more years than he was given after that to rediscover who he is, let alone have a sexual identity.)
Remus I can see as hetero or pan. He would likely focus on pursuing female companionship over male simply because he is already ‘different’ enough as a werewolf and would desire a sense of normalcy.
And even if they were both gay, that does not necessitate that they would automatically be attracted to one another. It’s a common theme found in a lot of amateur stories that the token gays must be paired with each other rather than seek a single life or date outside of the friend group.
Anyway, it’s 6:30 AM and that argument from my high school years is running around in my head, so here’s my belated rebuttal being tossed into the internet.
(Also I got a discord? https://discord.gg/qwPzVtr I still don’t know how to technology very well, but I’ll hopefully be more active over there. Tumblr’s editing system isn’t all that intuitive for me unfortunately.)
I love they so much! It's the best pairing!
Spring
Psycho Pass Fanfiction
Pairing : Kougami Shinya/ Tsunemori Akane
Rating : T
The narrative took place in post canon world of Psycho Pass, while the story took place in post canon plot of Psycho Pass First Inspector, please enjoy if you have time to read.
Chapter 1: Stay
Spring, as far as I could remember, the season itself became an important time for my mother; every single of her story begins on the fateful rainy day she met him, my father. Times pasts along with a row of mountainous challenges, she told me, every time by his side, she had never known fear, she only knows the perfect place to restore her puzzles, and his scent was a perfect balance and her calming treatment.
But it was also Spring, when my mother told me, that it was the time his letter reached her, and he was gone, she’s sure she’ll never see or nuzzle in his aroma again as her cases continues on and on like an endless walk of race. The Long Walk, at that she understands why that book became his favorite, no his life. She walked on the same path, before she knew it, and many people saw her eyes full of nothing but determination, something that my uncle noticed there was another mix there. But she knew her feelings very well, than others, she isn’t mourning, instead she’s becoming what her admired man always told, a strong and mesmerizing detective.
Then another Spring came, as she fled to an unknown part of the world, her words were shaky as she draws the story with her narration, the outside world is in pain, and she couldn’t bear to watch, telling me she’s a monster who’s not frustrated at the limb of a killed mother in her windows with her dying child in her hands. And those who barely eats, and corpses at the side of the street like it was common trashes which spreads everywhere, she couldn’t make out any faces of happiness, like she always curved every time her meals served in her favorite café. I gave my mouth to tell her, but then she started earlier, as she said that her admired man had never said she was a monster, instead she always has a determination to help, but it wasn’t mean as a hero, she did it in her own way, and that man was also attracted to that. He’s convinced even more, when more double strikes on him, as well as her courage to go against everything that doesn’t go according to the law, and she believed in it, it’s not idealistic, but it’s a faith.
Endless of Spring Rain, and her knees fell to the ground, she didn’t feel anything at all, at that time she had come to an understanding, she didn’t regret what she had done, and her hands holding to her chest, as she filled every inch of her heart, stronger than any feels she had ever experienced in her whole life. At that time, she finally found something, precious even more than her life, as she believes she could save so many people, she could save her friends, she could save her family, and she could save him. What she found was a track of the true society’s crime, and it lies beneath the ground, a place which become a giant cerebral network, and which the one itself that the society relies the law on, the System. And on that same beautiful day, she was untitled, as if she was just another folder of files long forgotten but kept in secret inside of a bunker, to shut itself, before being read by others, bars which kept her inside and far, but close on each of their eyes. She told me, only one thing that they didn’t know, that he believes in her, as he ran outside, in exchange of her place to resolve everything, until one day she could be proud sentencing it one day on her own feet.
When Sakura fell alone in another year of blooming Spring, she didn’t know what had urged her to take her steps quicker than usual, she wasn’t running, but it’s like a tap rhythm, quick enough, as if it was a gravitational pull, it’s not like she’s very relieved she was dismissed from her prison, instead she thought of facing them, but her sincerity to serve the law to people, and demonstrates justice is still strong. The doors felt like opening in a very slow pace, as if her birthday present wrapped in ribbon, at that time she had just remembered that was her birthday, she became grey as she thought it’ll be a lonely party, until she took a step outside, and gaze her head up, that was another feeling she had never expected to ever come in her life, telling me that she could cry any moment that day, but standing there, with his whole frame, his close presence, and she believed in her words once more when she had her last time call, he’s a very ordinary person, and all ever she could think when she saw him again. It is pulling her, but all she ever wanted to express whenever she saw him near, it was, “Welcome Home”.
That day was indeed April 1st and still having to confirm it, she thought he was a holo, as if he was a Fool’s Prank. He chuckled, and she was really annoyed with that, telling me, he’s the worst person to ever read her like a book. Never been telling me, but they did visit a nice small shop, at the boundaries of the city, she remembers her favorite aroma, telling me that she still orders or visits there often, a cheap restaurant, with varieties of Beef Meals, they weren’t fancy like any other restaurants, but the man did think the best place to serve her bored prison tongue. Telling her favorite toppings of each stray of the noodle, the warm and spicy miso had a nice curry taste on it, the best ramen she had ever devoured, telling me taking three bowls until it made the man felt broke. I gave her my laughter, she smiled, as she recalled his appetite was gone so he could only order one snap of big beef burger and request on eggs topping because he had his salary just yet that month.
Her gaze falling outside as she sipped her blend of fresh tropical, it’s like she follows the falling spring cherry blossoms. She sat at the table, as he organized the bill, paying on every single of their bites with his dimes. She said his words slipped when he suddenly put a paper on their table, those were another case’s files which were analyzed by the SAD at that time, even he told her in a cold tone as he sipped his own coke with an expressionless gaze, but his relaxed sharp features told her that he’s taking his time and having no worries on anything. Letting her know that these cases might be useful for her to warm up her detective instincts, of course she wouldn’t decline, and it’s her job. All the past cases, the Bifrost, Foxes, and Congressmen, it was all written there, she had known and take it easy to play the latter’s game. He laughed at all the unbelievable guesses she quickly gave, they didn’t really point directly to the culprits, just the greatest motives of each cases. It was all flowing easily, until she fell on the last piece of paper.
It’s written just today, the first fall of cherry blossoms in spring, it’s a free form of Enforcer’s living pavement, and she almost forgot to write down her confirmations once she received the file in her computer and printed it in her correction cell. Telling me that auntie is going to nag like rapping music in her head, and it did happen, but it was because of a different thing. The reason is when a slipping of a special instruction given to her, when the latter slipped it to her, another piece of important paper. To be honest, she’s actually confused why did she had to write it on paper, while she could just sent it digitally, then that other paper became the answer.
It has a nice aroma of mint and cherry blossom, a cold spring she thought, by the mixing scent she opened the enveloped message, reading to her heart’s content once she hold it with her two palms. Her eyes were enough of all the explanation, that’s what my mom told me, she’s still holding it, she didn’t know how it felt, but indeed it was an injustice. She get all of these rights, ordered to be free, and live all her life she wanted, when other people didn’t, when the man in front of her didn’t. His gaze was darken of course, she wasn’t the only one who’s furious, but it wasn’t about his psycho pass or anything about his hidden statutory, but she was pressured by these people, that he had yet known for sure.
She held her hands down on her thighs; they played her at best, gripping her brown trousers, as if clawing it suppressing her anger. His gaze at her was enough to make my mother noticed, then she held her head high up, and sentenced these words to him, “I didn’t need special arrangement of rights, trying to swept me away in an easy going life, I’m just going to live a life of a responsible had always been, believe in the law.” After that, she told me, when she looked at him, his gaze was sharp, telling me as if she was trapped there, telling me his eyes are steady blue, sky is the reflection of his, and she had the feeling of uneasiness, but she didn’t want to escape, instead she wanted to face him in a way closer. Then he cracked his voice open, made her jump a little from the silent moment between them.
“Be proud of every choice you make, your path has always been right,” she told me, that was his warmest or the correct adjective is the most sincere curve on his face she had ever took attention to, it only curled up another inside of her, she eventually replied his with hers, or even her best one after so long. Those letter words were not farewell, but another welcome, and she will be very glad and obliged if he allowed her to say those words that day.
“Then take a look at this before I prepared the car, wait here, I’ll pick you up,” He stood as he went away taking steps further to the parking lot, she told me that the view really dirtied her mind a lot ever since she got to finally had time focusing in his build for every millisecond of time, I told her not to tell any further than that. But then one thing she ever liked from his features were his eyes, they were most honest and easily to be read, and he had yet to realize that. Because she read them, as he walked away as well, something about him was being unsteady or alerted, something obviously annoyed him at the time. Knowing this my mom told me that she opened the file he gave to her and opened each pages of it, as she rested her chin on her palms. Confused and thinking if this’ll be a great mission she’ll face in the future as an enforcer, but with this collaboration.
She was surprised by the sound of a wheel screeching on the street, the black metallic plates reflected the sun lights, giving her a blind spot, as he opened a door for her, and she stood, walking pasts some dinner tables and accepting his help to take her seat in the car. He closed the door, telling me if he’s surprisingly a gentleman that day, but she shrugs it off as if it was a normal routine he had done, it’s his nature, when I obviously doubted it, it was a very sincere feeling instead. The road was a difficult silent, as she took a long time to think, she had scanned the whole documents as if getting big pieces, which leads to a very dangerous end of destination. Anything about it was enough, but she knows for sure, it was the chasing down of Peacebreaker, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs SAD was proposing a collaboration of Investigation Works with Ministry of Welfare and Health PSB, and hardly to believe the one who approves the proposal in the name of PSB was Homura Shizuka, the person who she had known to work with once she was in prison, a dangerous man she had talk to once, and she didn’t want to tell anything to the latter who sat on his driving seat at the time.
“This is going to be my first long case once becoming an enforcer.” She throws it as a joke, even though the latter didn’t glance at all, as he stiffens his shoulders at the time, she described that, his fingers kind of wrinkled on the steering wheel, this made him itching, and she knew what was that, as she gazes back to the city and the concrete streets, and keeping her curving amused smile on her face.
“You can smoke, it’s okay, I’d love to scent it after a long time,” He couldn’t help but gave a defeated sigh, as a pull of his side lips went up, as he stroked his jacket’s pouch and he grabbed his favorite brand, as well my mom’s taking a happy scent to, the Spinel gave a warm nostalgic feeling, she relaxed on her seat, another part of him that finally came in complete whenever he’s close to her.
“You took a breath on it a lot, just trying not to give you any further damage of health,” being considerate had always been the latter’s character, she’s obviously embarrassed at the thought he had known her bad habits, but she kept a defeated face, because just like him, she couldn’t help but to grab a stick out of it. She mutters her gratitude, enough to make him not to worry, it was burnt for a long time, and both of them didn’t mutter any single words, as anything of the silence was enough of a comfort to save how lost they were. She’s enjoying each second, but it wasn’t wasted, it’s a gift, memorizing each of what they do that day, but another itching curiousity crept her in as she still stared down at the piled up important future matters paper on her lap.
“Have you thought another troublesome problem than that?” his questions cracked the silence, her gaze stared at him blankly, winking of one and two, as if a questioned look and confusion, but she did feel that she had just forgotten something, she told me that she squealed almost giving a hilarious little jump of the man once she remembered her forgotten task, the new living quarter’s location and personal home territorial data. She then started to look around for the paper everywhere, but then she was a little panicked in her voice and still keeping her straight serious gaze, then she made lots of noises and muttering “Where is it?”, when she finally said those words, he suddenly gave her the paper in front of her face, he put down his hands as he switched the wheel into auto-drive, at that time she had just skipped a heartbeat and telling me the worst she had ever felt in her whole life.
“Have you decided where to stay?” That was what he asked, a question she’ll never forgotten in her whole entire life until now. She then gave herself a gaze back down, as if she tried to imagine the dorms of enforcer there, and starts to think she would like to stay in the latter’s former quarter, and having a nice memory of their early days there.
“I don’t know but I think I’m going to stay at yo—“
“Stay in my flat, I have spare of futon and blankets,” it was a silent or a shocking one, none of them were barely moving or even breathing any words. It was all kept inside, and my mom could only look at him in all confusion, frustration, questions but most of all uneasiness. And she couldn’t help but opened her words.
“How am I doing that?” he’s giving a hard look when he gazes down, and his gaze is low but still sharp, realizing she chose the wrong choice of words, as if questioning his boundaries on her, she never meant that, hoping he didn’t get it wrong, she’s just very confused, until he broke and intrude her thoughts.
“Didn’t you read? It was written there, in this corporation, any enforcers could be supervises and ordered by both Investigation Department of each Ministries, cooperating hand in hand to keep each other from any equivalent of fatal dangers, enforcers may work or stayed on different ministries for more effective accesses in future investigations, some enforcers might be moved or kept in some positions of each ministries according to what had the superiors and supervisors of ministries’ decisions, this regulation system was applied as long as the case of Peacebreaker’s Remnants are investigated.”
My mom stared at him, her face is still straight but her brown orbs were glimmering and shaky, her face is still straight and unwavering, but these words were enough to shock her, as she knew the boundaries of enforcers very well, it was like the feeling when suddenly you received an expand of rights, even though the society had cast you out. But of course those reasons were only to distract her, when the right stung in her heart was his undirected words at her. And yet she had the urge of wanting to hear it more from him.
“I’m your superior, and I ask you to stay with me, you know now, I’m the one who’s equal to an inspector status here.” He gazed at her, another sincere smile on his face, she didn’t tell me about her reaction, but I believe it was a complicated mixture of expressions she made, but one thing for sure, I can see that she couldn’t help but to smile every content of her heart and returning it.
And that day, in the most unbelievable Spring and Birthday in her whole life, my mother finally reunites and since then she continues their unfinished chapter together, and she was even more happy to finally utter these words in her chest, “You’ll never walk alone,” to my father.
A/N : It’s my first time writing, and I hope I got lots of advice from fellow readers, thank you so much for reading this in your spare time, I’m so excited :), and I’m working on the last chapter of this fic, so there are 6 chapters that will be updated soon, thank you for reading this in your spare time!
Yes, I know, some of pairings are weird, but like I care. This is who I pair together!
MY FAULT: LONDON ( 2025 ) dir. Charlotte Fassler, Dani Girdwood
“Are we just friends if it’s your breath on my neck late at night or if it’s our laced fingers beneath your covers? How tightly do we need to be pressed against each other before you admit that you aren’t doing this for warmth? How many times does your thumb need to brush my lips before we realize that we’ve gone too far?”
— tara love / this. this is too far.
I rewatched this scene a disrespectful amount of times🧎♀️
Things that make no sense #364: Harry Potter/Lord Voldemort pairings. I don’t know who came up with it but whoever you are, I want you to know it's bollocks.
scroogoldie cuz ig I was need to draw them fandom is calling meeee/j
I dont like them but they kinda cute u know yeahhh
+BONUS
SCROOGOLD BETTER/HJ
OLD MAN YAOI!! 1!!!!!
Yapper×listener×yapper!
well..What can I say...
PATAPATAPATAPON
BY HIS SIDE…FOREVER
PAIRING: JIN/HONOKA
GAMES: TEKKEN/DEAD OR ALIVE
FANFIC: KALOPSIA
Moonlight pooled down on two figures that lay intertwined in a bed. Her rosy, red eyes fluttered open due to the sound of a beating heart. She raised her head to see the man that she was lying next to.
In her eyes, she saw the man that she loved dearly with all of her heart. However, in the public's eyes, they despised him greatly with every fiber in their bodies. They saw him as an evil enemy who ruined the lives of countless people he sought out. Not even her closest friends were huge fans of him due to his status as heir to the Mishima Zaibatsu and the bounty on his head.
Despite his choices as a ruthless leader, she wanted to stay by his side at all costs because both she and her lover knew the reasons behind his actions. Reasoning that the world does not know of and will never understand. Only she would be the only one to understand his motivations and love him, no matter what.
Her eyes directed themselves at the clock nearby. From what she could tell, it was nearly midnight. Yawning, she swung her legs over the bed, her feet touching the soft carpet floor. Before she made a move to stand, she took a look back at her lover, who was still asleep. Regardless of how strange it made her seem, she enjoyed watching him sleep, his handsome face overcome with peace and bliss.
Smiling softly, she stood up. Picking up a white long-sleeved shirt that was scattered on the floor with the rest of the clothes, she carefully slipped it on before buttoning it up to her breast. Looking back at her partner with love-filled eyes, she headed to the bathroom. As she went towards the tub, she let out another yawn. "...I could use a nice, warm bath..."
Filling the bathtub with water and bubbles, she removed her shirt, letting it fall gracefully to the floor. Before she got in, she placed her hand in the water to check the temperature. She relaxed as the warm liquid climbed its way up to her arm.
The young woman felt at ease as she slowly lowered herself into the water. The bubbles tickled at her skin as she broke through them, burying her body between their light bodies. The pleasant smell of floral essence filled her nose while she watched the suds skim the surface of the water. She leaned back, the cold surface of the tub touching her back as her mind started to drift off into her world. "Grammy..." she murmured. It was the name of her beloved guardian that she loved dearly. When her thoughts about her grandmother came to mind, she gently glided her fingers across the edge of the bathtub. "...I wonder how you're doing up there." There was a moment of silence before a giggle escaped from her lips. "What a dumb thing to say... of course you're doing okay. You're resting up there."
As she relaxed in the warm water, her hand landed softly on her flat stomach. She rubbed it affectionately, her eyes filled with love and care, but held worry and fear at the same time. "Grammy...I'm scared..." she said, her hand balling into a fist. "...I don't know what to do anymore..."
Fear did not leave her body for a second. At such a young age, carrying a child was one thing the young woman could not handle, especially when her lover was unaware of his child's existence in her abdomen. Sex might have been what she was willing to be ready for. However, becoming a mother around this age was something she was not prepared for.
"He's out of control. What do I do, Grammy? Everything he's doing is wrong...he's practically the most hated man in this world. I love him so much and I know he has a perfect explanation for them, but... do I stay by his side, despite his actions?"
The girl might not have been the sharpest tool in the shed, but she understood everything that he was doing was immoral in every way... but she wanted to stay by his side no matter what he did. However, should she ever continue to support him through all of this, the public would see her as a villainess among side him. It was bad enough that most people who knew who she was through her lover saw her as naive. A naive little girl who's so blinded by the love he showed her to see through his wrong actions.
After a few minutes of bathing, she decided it was time for her to leave the bathtub. She got dressed in a violet, flounce satin kimono robe and stood in front of the mirror, silently brushing her salmon-pink hair. She tied her hair into a side ponytail while the rest of her flowed down past her shoulders. A small smile appeared on her face. From growing up, she always loved styling her hair like this. Her grandmother thought the hairstyle suited her well as a child.
Before she could do anything else, she felt strong arms wrap themselves around her waist. A squeak escaped from her throat.
"Relax." the figure commanded calmly and as soon as she recognized the master of the voice, she relaxed.
"Jin..." she whispered, blushing slightly. "Sorry. I didn't wake you did I?"
A chuckle released from his throat. "No, of course not," he replied, resting his head on her shoulder. "I noticed you weren't in bed, so I came looking for you. I knew you'd be hiding in here." he lightly teased, pulling her closer to his chest.
Honoka only had a gentle smile and silence was the only response to him. She wanted to say many things to him, but her tongue felt as if it were being held down. However, Jin saw through his lover's false smile and frowned. Nothing between the pair felt the same. Ever since his decision to declare war on the entire world, he noticed a change in Honoka's persona. Day after day, she would slowly go from being a sweet, yet childlike young woman to someone he barely knew. Unexpectedly, he found himself preferring her bubbly behavior over her much darker and gloomy one.
At first, Jin was not fond of Honoka. He found her constant presence around him to be an utter nuisance. In his eyes, she came off as nothing more than an incompetent and simple-minded little girl. Her inability to appear to work on time and her failure to meet his high standards annoyed him.
Excuses were one of the many things he had zero tolerance for. But what highly use to irritate him the most was her constant apologies. He despised being told an apology more than once. It only showed how pathetic they indeed were.
The girl was a little too nice for her own good. Even when he would verbally eviscerate Honoka for her failure, she would still display kindness towards him with an apology and a promise to do better. A commitment was a thing Jin couldn't have a single trust in, especially when the person couldn't live up to it. His actions of hiring her into the company slowly started to haunt him. He once found himself close to banishing her from the company not only for her constant errors but for the humiliation he had to overcome because of her.
No. He wanted to do much worse to her. Worse enough for him to see the sheer fear and humiliation on her face. Pain and pleasure were both things he wanted to inflict on Honoka as punishment for her blunders and disobedience.
No.
He had no desire to do that.
It was not what he desired.
The devil that continued to live within him did.
The devil held lust towards Honoka, not him.
Jin felt nothing but pure disgust towards himself at the thought of taking joy in bringing suffering to his innocent employee. The thoughts his devil had of Honoka were disturbing and repulsive. He was fully aware of what the devil inside him was capable of. With the devil, there were no good intentions involved. The devil was far beyond showing mercy towards those he deems are beneath him. Bringing pain, suffering, and even death to those he considered beneath him was what he took great joy in. However, Honoka's life would only be spared by the demon, for he wanted the innocent girl all for himself for his own sadistic pleasure. He vowed to himself that he wouldn't allow the devil to possess him for that to happen. If he ended up harming Honoka, Jin surely wouldn't forgive himself.
His thoughts were interrupted when he felt delicate arms wrap around his torso. Soft lips found their way to his neck, her hands roaming his perfect body. He felt himself stiffen uncomfortably as her kisses slowly started to give him pleasure. He stood still as her lips traveled to the center of his chest. As much as he wanted to enjoy it, he couldn't. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to hold himself back if things were to escalate further between them. Jin had been too rough on the young woman the last time the pair had intercourse. To make matters worse, he even enjoyed it. Since he could not control his demon genes, he felt like a complete monster.
However, Honoka disagreed. Much to his surprise, she admitted to him that she rather liked it. Jin wanted to question her sanity at that point. Just who in their right mind would enjoy sex with a monster like him?
Jin watched as Honoka continued to leave kisses on his bare skin, her soft hands exploring his body. Her head rose, allowing her ruby eyes to meet his brown ones. She leaned up to his face, her eyes falling closed. However, just as her lips came close to coming in contact with his, a hand roughly found its way to her neck. She felt the ground beneath her leave her feet.
"J...Jin..." she gasped as she struggled to breathe. Honoka's hand found its way to his arm in an attempt to pry his hand from her neck. A red misty aura erupted around her right hand, allowing her to take advantage of the situation she was in.
A hiss and growl came from his throat just as Honoka's ignited hand came in contact with his skin. His grip around her neck stayed tight as he had the overwhelming urge to make her suffer even more for her actions. However, due to the burning and searing pain he endured, he immediately released Honoka from his hold.
Jin glanced inwardly at his hands, then looked at Honoka lying on the floor. Holding her sore neck, she let out a few coughs to recover the air in her body. "Honoka...I'm so sorry."
"Jin...it's okay."
However, Jin gave her a stern expression. "Don't be foolish. It's not." Honoka gave no response as she continued to stare at him. "Do you even realize that I could end your life without a single thought if that swine were to take over me completely?"
Honoka stood up to her feet to face Jin. "But you didn't kill me, Jin. I don't think you would," she said, shaking her head.
Jin turned away from her. "I would have," he replied, not once taking a glance back at her. "Not only you but... our child as well."
"Yeah." Honoka unconsciously agreed. However, as a second passed by, her eyes widen in shock and realization. "W-Wait... how do you-"
"I'm not ignorant, Honoka." smiled Jin with slight amusement. "I knew exactly what you were up to."
"I...um... I-I wasn't up to anything." Honoka stuttered nervously, scratching the back of her head. Seeing right through her failed attempt to fool him with her lie, Jin only shook her head.
"I must say." he paused. "Your grandmother has done well in raising you. Lying isn't one of your strong suits," he said, shifting to face Honoka. "Your skills in being an undercover agent seem to be lacking as well." he finished, pulling out the main piece of evidence he secretly had hidden away.
Honoka gawked at the used pregnancy test she had meant to dispose of for good. "H-How'd you find that?!"
"Never mind how I was able to find it." Jin reprimanded with a glare. "Why would you keep something like this from me?"
Honoka opened her mouth to answer but immediately shut it. She was unsure of what answer to give him after hiding away this information for so long. There was once a time when she overheard him saying that he had no desire for children or a family of his own. His strong vow to put a permanent end to the Mishima bloodline was getting in the way of what she wanted the most. The devil gene is what coursed through the veins of the Mishima members. Jin's father longed for it to become much more powerful, while Jin wished to rid of the cursed gene.
Letting Jin find out about her early pregnancy on his own was the last thing Honoka wanted to happen. She had planned on waiting for the perfect time to inform him that she was carrying his child. The better the timing would be, the less uncomfortable the situation would be.
"Because...you don't want kids," she answered, looking away from him in shame.
"What?" he questioned, a tiny hint of anger lingering in his voice.
Honoka remained silent before finding her voice to speak. "I heard you, Jin. You said you had no intention of having a family and I know why," she said as she stared into his pupils. "It's because you wanna get rid of the devil gene, isn't it?" she questioned, a lump forming in her throat. She knew what his answer would be and she didn't wish to hear it.
Jin looked down at his lover and let out a sigh. "Yes."
Slowly taking in his response, Honoka gave a sad smile and tore her gaze away from him. Hearing him admit it right to her face hurt. But what was painful to her the most was hearing him say he didn't want a family. Not even with her. "I see."
"However," came his voice, making her snap her head towards him. "from the start, wiping out this cursed bloodline had initially been my sole purpose." he paused, taking a step closer to his lover. "Until I met you, of course." he finished with a small smile.
Her heart swelled with joy at the words that came from his own mouth. "J-Jin, I don't know what to say." Honoka was uncertain if everything that was transpiring before her eyes was an illusion or not. Hearing Jin, of all people, admit his feelings to her was the least she expected. A gasp left her throat when two strong arms suddenly wrapped themselves around her small frame. He buried his hand deep in her hair and pulled her closer to his chest. A furious blush formed across her face. Honoka had been hugged by Jin before, but it didn't just feel like any usual hug for an unknown reason. "H-Hey! What the heck's gotten into you? Is Devil possessing you again?" That was a valid question. His devil form could be sweet-talking her and she wouldn't even realize it until it was too late.
Jin gave no response and proceeded to hold her. A shiver ran down her spine at the feel of his warm breath tickling against her neck and shoulder. His lips gently caressed her soft skin, earning a tiny moan from Honoka. "Jin..."
Her voice went unheard as he continued to leave a trail of kisses on her neck. His large hands roamed over her curvaceous body and to the front of her robe. Jin gently pulled at the silk belt that held her robe and slid it off her shoulders to allow it to fall to the floor.
Jin stood back to take in the sight of the young woman, who was now bare to him. His hazel eyes held lust as he examined her voluptuous figure. Regardless of how self-conscious Honoka felt about her body, Jin always appreciated how well-developed she was. Women would vie to possess such a physique that had curves in just about the correct places.
Honoka brought her arms to her chest to cover her bust from Jin. "Look, I know I'm getting fat and all, but you don't have to look at me like that, Jin." she pouted with her face flushed with embarrassment. It was bad enough he had discovered her little secret before telling him, she didn't need him telling her how different her body was getting.
"I simply beg to differ your statement, Honoka." he objected with a slight chuckle. He reached out and removed both of her arms from her chest, earning him a small yell in surprise. "You seem to be gaining it in just about the right places to me." he complimented, focusing his gaze on her free breasts.
Honoka looked elsewhere, refusing to allow him to see how bashful she felt. "O-Oh, you're just saying that." she countered.
"I assure you that I am not." he disagreed. Honoka opened her mouth to argue back, only to have a moan release from her lips.