The day was supposed to be radiant, sunny with gentle pale rays of light. You were looking forward to a day in the sun, a cloudless day with the lovely Goemon Ishikawa, the man you so happened to be in relations with. Both of you couldn't particularly remember when you two decided to come out officially, but it all was a blur compared to other such colorful memories. You could remember the first way he kissed you, the way his lips delicately touched yours, as if he were still unsure, yet so sure this is what he wanted. The way he held you in his callused hands would make you shudder with satisfaction from time to time. His lips were warm and fresh with a longing kind of taste. He taste of lavender and of the passion to touch you with such gustò.
You could also remember your first date. It was nothing fancy, a simple picnic in the park. Goemon and you could have ended that day in absolute serenity, but the park's local geese had other plans. As Goemon had gone for a bite of his rice ball, an angry goose swooped down, badgering Goemon for the food. Goemon was not ready to give up his precious meal, but the park geese prevailed, leaving the poor Japanese man with bird poop in his hair, and tarnished clothing. You thought it was the funniest thing in the world, but Goemon wasn't very pleased that his nice kimono had been ruined. Yet, you two would occasionally bring it up in the spirit of a good laugh
A picnic in the park would have been nice, but fate was cruel enough that they were rained in.

Goemon sat across from you on your worn down crimson couch, the scent of wet dirt and rain wafting through the vents of your small little apartment. In his hand he held a book, quietly humming to himself. The sound of rain pounding down against your complex building made you drowsy. You dragged yourself across the couch and toward Goemon. You lay your head on his chest as you wrap your arms around his neck.
"Is there something wrong?" Goemon asks, putting his book aside and pulling you into his lap. "I'm bored" you whined, reaching up to play with his soft black hair

"There's nothing I can do," Goemon sighs. "I'm just as bored as you are...". The two of you kept eye contact for a good five minutes before you rolled off of Goemon and reached for the TV remote. You turn the tv on, and it comes to life with a low buzz.

You get onto your feet and file through the DVDs from a rack on your shelf. "What are you doing, /yn/?" Goemon asks, crossing his legs. "I'm providing us with entertainment!" you boldly state, holding up a horror movie in your hands. "/yn/, you know how I'm not fond of those types of movies" Goemon argued, as you popped it into the DVD player. You turn to him and tease him with "Well I like it when you get scared. You cuddle up with me and bury your face in my shoulder, it's so adorable!"

Goemon grumbles to himself as you hop into his lap, and press play. The eerie drizzle of rain added to the spooky atmosphere, as the movie opened with a grim and bitter soundtrack, to add drama to the scene. Goemon presses himself up against you, planting his chin atop your head as he bites his lip. You squeeze his hand as the movie continues to play. "What's going to happen next?" Goemon nervously asks, squeezing you tightly. "I don't know, I haven't seen this movie in for forever" you respond, feeling slightly uncomfortable with how tight he was squeezing you.

The notion of Goemon Ishikawa, the merciless cold hearted samurai, was scared of a little horror movie made your heart melt. You already knew he was vulnerable and sweet at heart, but this showed you he was willing to drop his stone cold personality around you.

You're caught off guard as the screen flashes red, a jump scare popping up on screen. You screech and clutch Goemon, burying your face in his soft fluffy hair. The soundtrack was not helping with the suspense, as the main character screamed, being mauled alive. The jump scare won't stop replaying in your head, over and over, like a broken record player.

Tears prick at your eyes, and Goemon can feel you shaking. The wind outside roared angrily and lightning licked at the window sill, out from the dark gloomy sky, almost like a swirling abyss. "/Yn/?" Goemon whispers, touching you delicately on the shoulder. You feel him get up from the couch, and the suspenseful soundtrack that filled the room was cut off, the only noise audible being the raging storm outside. 

Goemon sat back down next to you and wrapped his hands around your waist and gently tugged you back. You were guided to lay down on the couch beside him, Goemon spooning you. "Now why would you want to watch such a horrid movie?" Goemon whispered into your ear, his breath warm against your neck. "I just wanted to do something that could bring us closer together, like bonding" you sighed. "We were supposed to enjoy the nice weather and go outside, maybe go to the park, and make great memories!".

You feel Goemon's lips press against your neck as you shudder. He moved down your neck and planted one last kiss on your shoulder bone before coming up to kiss your jaw. "We can make memories anywhere" he assured. "Anywhere you are /yn/, I will be content. No not content, I will be joyous". 

You turn to face him, your foreheads touching. "Even if we're rained in?" you asked. He holds you tighter and lands his lips atop of yours, kissing you with every ounce of love he was feeling. "Of course, my cherry blossom".

You let him kiss your cheek as you caress his hair, feeling your cheeks turn a warm red. "Goemon..." you began, sitting up from your little spooning session. "Goemon can we...can we have a picnic inside?"

"Whatever makes you happy" he smiled, touching your cheek and brushing his thumb up against it slowly. You eagerly jump up and tug a blue blanket from the couch and spread it out on the floor. With deep brown puppy eyes, Goemon happily watches as you rush around the apartment, grabbing snacks and food and filling them in a stereotypical woven tan picnic basket. 

You place down a candle and strike a match, lighting it carefully and placing it down on the blanket. Goemon takes a seat on the blanket as you place down the picnic basket and sit on your knees, bouncing up and down excitedly. Goemon chuckles at your exuberant energy, peaking into the picnic basket, and happily pulling out a skewer of dango. He slips one of the sweet dumplings from the wooden skewer and leans forward, feeding it to you. With rosy cheeks you take a small bite and savor its taste.

The two of you talk about many wonderful things as one by one, the snacks in the basket are eaten up. Feeding Goemon a grape, you stare into his eyes, the candlelight playing with the sparkles in his iris. "Goemon, you're so good to me" you simper, crawling closer to him to touch foreheads once again. "Of course, cherry blossom" he coos, kissing you softly. 

"Thank you," you whisper.

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Hey so if you want ANY requests, with a character and a ship scenario, please please drop it in the comments, I would love some ideas. I just did Goemon first because I'm really horny for him

Thanks! I will update this weekly!!!

-Jameson