Rohan - Blog Posts

Rohan dealing with an active s / o who likes to be in control and who always rebates his sarcasm and his offenses

“Oi! For the last time, can you please take your feet off the table? I do my work there sometimes and it’s quite impolite for the most part”

“Oh shut your trap Kishibe if you really wanted polite you wouldn’t be with me. I think you actually like how impolite like I am. You definitely liked it last week in bed when I-”

“Argh Shut up! Just don’t bother me while I’m working”

Fed up and flustered, Rohan retreated to his study to try and work on his manga and hopefully get his mind off of last weeks more intimate moments.

His S/O gave a light chuckle as they watched him march up the stairs, amused for the most part.

Their relationship was a little tricky. To an outsider, the relationship would seem almost toxic to an extent, with all the negative and sarcastic remarks thrown at each other. But to them, it was just how they showed their love. It wasn’t that they were always butting heads, there were small gifts and affectionate exchanges here and there that they appreciated but most of the time they were going at it with each other trying to best each other with witty remarks.

Rohan’s S/O did this to more or less give him a taste of his own medicine and remind him that he’s not any better than anyone else, no matter how much he believes he is.

Later that evening, Rohan came back down stairs and saw his S/O in the same spot he left them.

“Oh thank god you came done stairs. I was starting to get hungry. So, what’s for dinner?”

Rohan scoffed while he gave them an irritated look and pushed their feet off the coffee table.

“Actually I came down to see if you had made anything to eat considering how late it is.”

“Umm yeah no. That’s not happening babe. I figured since its your house you’d be making something for me.”

“So you just assumed that after I was done working I’d come down and do your bidding”

“Well I mean if you put it that way, yeah pretty much” they said with a grin.

“Why must I be the one to do everything around here. Its not like you’re incapable of doing anything productive”

“Oh I’ll show you how capable I am.”

They quickly pulled Rohan down to the couch next to him and got on top of him. Rohan gulped as his S/O leaned their head down next to his ear.

“So Rohan, tell me. What is it that you want?”

Rohan stuttered and was unable to come up with an answer to their question. Seeing his bashful state, his S/O smirked, knowing exactly what was going through his mind. 

After a few seconds passed, they sat up on his lap with a phone in their hand and a list of papers that was originally on the stand that was next to the couch.

“So do you want pizza, Chinese, Italian? There’s coupons here for that pizza place we ordered from last time.”

“Dammit! Why must you always play with me like this?” He said while pushing them off of him.

His S/O laughed as he pouted and turned away from them, clearly frustrated. After they got over their giggling fit, they got up and wrapped their arms around him.

“Oh c’mon babe you gotta admit it was pretty funny seeing you blushing like that. It looked like your face was gonna explode.”

Rohan, clearly not amused by the situation at hand, huffed and turned his head to the other side where his S/O wasn’t looking over. 

“Ugh c’monnnn babe. If it makes you feel any better, I’ll pay for the food.”

Rohan stayed silent, causing his S/O to sigh and shift themself so they’d be looking over his other shoulder where his face was turned towards.

“So no food?”

No response.

“Your silence is telling me that you’re okay with the both of us starving to death. Is this true?”

Absolute silence.

“Well, I guess it looks like we’re just gonna have to die. How does it feel Rohan? How does it feel knowing that your indecisiveness and stubborn attitude will be the cause for our deaths? We could be feasting right now. Living life like royalty with full bellies. But we’re not all because you were thinking dirty when I was asking you what you wanted to eat. This is truly tragic, I can’t believe the great Rohan Kishibe is - oof.”

His S/O’s nonsense ranting was cut off when he picked them up and started heading upstairs towards the bedroom.

“Quiet. You’re going to finish what you started, and then after you can eat.”

His S/O smirked knowingly without him seeing, thinking to themself ‘works every time’.