#gintama fanfic
This was inspired by a video I’ve seen a few months ago.. but I can’t remember where it was from..
Genre: Fluff (I guess)
Rating: General Audience
Word Count: 527
“Honey, are you ready to go cause we have to - oh..,” Gintoki stops his sentence midways when he walks into the bathroom and his eyes fall on Tsukuyo. “Oh wow.”
Tsukuyo has her hands lifted, her nimble fingers working on putting in her earring. “I’m almost ready, can ya give me another minute?”
“Yea..yea sure,” Gintoki mumbles but doesn’t disappear from the doorframe. He just stares at her.
“Hm..? What’s wrong?” Tsukuyo asks while trying to find the hole for the earring.
“Yea..no,.. it’s fine..it’s just.., you’re putting on your earrings,” Gintoki stammers and stares at her.
Confused, Tsukuyo tilts her head. “..and?” she asks and he shakes his head.
“That’s..sexy,” he whispers and she frowns.
Tsukuyo closes the earring. “That’s sexy to ya?”
“O-Oi, don’t get me wrong! It’s the way you do it… brushing the hair behind your ear, tilting your head, open mouth.. I can see your fingers and muscles working.. your neck…,” Gintoki’s voice gets more silent the longer he talks and his eyes are fixed on the back of her neck. “That’s sexy.. It’s like I wanna kiss you right here and right now,” he mumbles but doesn’t come closer.
Tsukuyo smiles lightly. “And why are ya not doing it?”
Gintoki winces, as if caught in the action of doing exactly that. His hand comes up to scratch his neck and he turns his head to the side.
“- don’t know,” he mumbles nervously and Tsukuyo giggles which causes him to blush.
“Ah Gintoki, I like that yer so honest about what ya feel. That’s a really big step fer ya,” she says happily and smiles brightly. Gintoki moves to look at her, but turns away again when he sees her smile. His scratching intensifies.
She finishes putting on her other earring and walks over to Gintoki. Nervously, he backs up against the doorframe, his hands clasped around the joist.
“Ya get hot and bothered by the weirdest things,” she says when she is close enough and taps his nose. “Yer so unpredictable sometimes.” Gintoki flinches and blushes even more when she brushes past him, leaving a trail of her perfume. When she has her back turned to him, she can hear him sucking in the air around him.
Gintoki is so caught up in this state, that he doesn’t notice that she has already left through the front door until she calls out to him.
“Where are ya? We will be late,” she laughs and Gintoki blinks.
“Huh..wait!” Gintoki violently shakes his head and stumbles after her out of the front door. She waits outside, standing in the sunset and holds out her hand. He takes it with his own sweaty hand and they make their way down to the street.
“Don’t do that in front of me again,” he says with a steady voice and Tsukuyo tugs at his hand so that he stumbles closer to her
“Because it turns ya on?” she whispers into his ear and Gintoki grunts.
“It doesn’t - eh.. whatever,” he grumbles and takes a step away from her.
Tsukuyo closes her eyes for a moment and let’s him lead the way.
