Got You Hooked by Tsuki no Tennyo

Got You Hooked

Author's Note: I didn't mean to write a sequel, but this AU was perfect for my shenanigans. Hiii, it's been a while since I've subjected the fandom to my awful sense of humor.

Songs featured, in order of appearance:

Fetish – Selena Gomez (feat. Gucci Mane)

34+35 – Ariana Grande

Solo – Clean Bandit (feat. Demi Lovato)

Need to Know – Doja Cat

Talking Body – Tove Lo

Do It All Night – E-rotic

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Sesshoumaru should be used to it by now.

He might even on a very, very subconscious level even enjoyed it now.

But, on certain days, Sesshoumaru just had to wonder if Kagome was purposefully trying to provoke him with her incessant singing. Granted, she had promised to lessen back on some of her preferred early 2000s Europop songs, but sometimes he couldn't help but suspected if her more contemporary choices were done out of pure pettiness. After all, there was no reason for him to walk into their now shared apartment and hearing this combination of words in this very specific order from the balcony:

"You got a fetish for my love."

He nearly dropped his keys on his foot, catching sight of his songbird girlfriend in a flimsy floral sundress on the balcony singing to herself as she watered the plants out there, completely unaware of his presence. He remained frozen at the door, feeling like all of the blood was rushing straight to his head.

"Don't see a point in blaming you," she sang, turning her attention to some daisies in a railing planter. "If I were you, I'd do me too."

At that moment, Sesshoumaru wasn't sure what was causing his brain to short-circuit: the sundress, the breathy singing, or the song choice. She was doing this on purpose, he was sure of it. She knew he would be home around this time, so why wouldn't she choose a risqué song to sing in his presence?

Except she still didn't seem to notice him.

Was Sesshoumaru just thinking too much into this?

"Something about me / Got you hooked on my body."

Sesshoumaru rushed straight for the shower.

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Now Sesshoumaru enjoyed a nice relaxing car ride as much as the next person. He didn't even mind that they were driving out of the city to visit Kagome's elderly grandfather in the countryside for the weekend. The initial start of the drive was just a lot of chattering, with Kagome gushing about her grandfather's beautifully cared for bonsais and how the fresh country air did wonders on city-worn bodies. Sesshoumaru was rather enticed by how idyllic the place sounded, and he was particularly looking forward to being away from all of the smog and noises of bustling Tokyo for a few days.

About twenty minutes into the drive, the gentle movement of the car and the soft humming of the air conditioner managed to lull Kagome to sleep. Sesshoumaru continued keeping his focus on the road, driving in silence, but occasionally he did steal peeks at his sleeping girlfriend. He smiled faintly, still wondering how this silly young woman had managed to worm (or sung?) her way into his heart years ago.

It was truly quite unfathomable. A real question for the ages.

For the time being, though, he enjoyed the rare brief moments of silence, while admiring the scenery along the way. They really couldn't have asked for better weather than this bright and sunny day.

"Can you stay up all night? / Fuck me 'til the daylight."

Sesshoumaru nearly slammed his foot on the brake. He immediately recollected himself and casted a peek at his lone passenger.

She was still sound asleep.

"Thirty-four, thirty-five."

Sesshoumaru pulled to the side of the road and just stared at her in utter disbelief as she slept-sang, a sight he had never seen before in all of their years living together.

"Baby, you might need a seatbelt when I ride it."

Sesshoumaru seriously contemplated about confiscating her phone and figuring out what the hell was going on with her music playlist as of late.

She was still sleeping.

She wouldn't notice. Sesshoumaru was rather naturally stealthy, so he could in theory get away with this.

Just as quickly as his sneaky thought came, his damned annoying conscious had decided to butt in and reminded him it would also be horribly deceptive of him to look at the private contents of her phone. Not to mention that would make him automatically a shitty boyfriend no matter what his reasoning was for the act.

After a second of quiet contemplation, he decided to ignore his conscious' garbage warning and he would just burn that bridge when he got there.

Sesshoumaru started to reach over to where Kagome's phone was half-tucked into her purse on the side of her seat. He nearly reached into her bag when Kagome shifted, her head dropped to the side to face Sesshoumaru, and she half-sang, half-mumbled in her sleep: "Means I wanna '69' with you."

Sesshoumaru immediately pulled his hand back, and he just banged his forehead against the steering wheel in absolute defeat. He managed to also hit the car horn, which startled Kagome awake.

She looked around, yawning: "Are we there yet?"

"No," he mumbled, with his forehead still on the steering wheel to Kagome's great alarm, "Go back to sleep."

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"'Cause, baby, you're the only one I'm comin' for."

Sesshoumaru slowly lowered the book he was reading, peeking over the top to look at Kagome sitting cross-legged on the floor close by folding laundry. She appeared focused on her task while absentmindedly singing to herself. She picked up her lacy black thong, and sang to herself: "So I do it solo."

Sesshoumaru inwardly cringed as his rather imaginative mind decided to paint him a picture he didn't need on this particularly lazy Sunday afternoon. He pretended to continue reading, casually flipping a page of the book. "What are you singing?" Sesshoumaru asked, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible.

"I don't know," Kagome mumbled back, "Some earworm I heard recently."

Sesshoumaru stared at her, amazed that she managed to act even more blasé than he did. He noted a little begrudgingly that her acting seemed, perhaps, even better than his. When Kagome continued with her task, not paying heed to Sesshoumaru, he realized with slight dismay she was not acting.

"An earworm, you say?" Sesshoumaru tried to pick her brain, to find out what was causing his recent misery. He set his book to side, completely uninterested in it now, though Kagome didn't seem to notice.

She shrugged. "Yeah, all of those reels and shorts online have been using some really catchy songs."

"Really?" Sesshoumaru asked, almost strained, "So what was that song from?"

Kagome paused, seeming to consider his question more seriously now. Her eyes brightened and she turned to Sesshoumaru. "An instant ramen cooking video."

"What."

"Yeah, it was playing as a background song for a ramen video," She grinned suddenly, "Great, now it's making me crave ramen—Sesshoumaru? Where are you going?"

She didn't catch his response. It sounded almost like "to scream" but she waved it aside. It didn't seem like something Sesshoumaru would do.

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Sesshoumaru shifted the weight of the grocery bags he was carrying, absently wondering how a quick trip to the grocery store for Kagome for one ingredient had ended up with him buying their weekly grocery instead. He shook the thought away, figuring this would just give them a few extra free hours this weekend instead.

He walked up the stairs of the apartment building, stopping just outside his door. He shifted the weight of the bags again as he struggled to put the key in. Once he had unlocked the door, he was greeted by his beloved's voice singing from the kitchen:

"I heard from a friend of a friend / That that dick was a ten out of ten!"

Of all of the bags Sesshoumaru could have dropped on his foot, it had to be the one with all of the canned items. He quickly clamped a hand over his mouth to block out the curse that was about to escape while wondering what bastard god was playing this sick joke on him.

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The bed shifted.

Sesshoumaru cracked one eye open, seeing only the back of the sheer mint nightgown Kagome was wearing. He watched silently as she gathered all of her hair over one shoulder, her fingers mindlessly detangling the knots that had formed in the night.

"It's still early," he murmured, unintentionally startling his girlfriend. "And it's Saturday."

Kagome smiled sweetly at him. "I wanted to make breakfast for us," she responded, walking around to his side of the bed before leaning down to kiss his cheek. "Go back to sleep. I'm just going to take a quick shower first."

Sesshoumaru didn't argue, and just rested his head back on his pillow. He closed his eyes, hearing soft humming as Kagome walked to the en suite bathroom. He heard the sound of the shower turning on, and then Kagome's light voice:

"Bed, stay in bed / The feeling of your skin locked in my head."

Sesshoumaru opened his eyes again, this time a little wider than before.

"Day drunk into the night, wanna keep you here."

Sesshoumaru could hear Kagome's voice getting louder, so much so that not even the shower could drown out her singing. He shifted again in bed, folding half of his pillow over his head.

"Now if we're talking body / You got a perfect one, so put it on me."

He released the pillow and turned over in bed again, feeling defeated as he stared up at the ceiling. Of all the possible songs she could sing in the early morning, she chose…this. It had to be intentional, he grumbled in his head.

"If you love me right, we fuck for life!"

Sesshoumaru sat up, and lifted the bed cover. He stared underneath, blinked once, and then shrugged before he hopped out of bed to join Kagome in the shower.

She could at least take responsibility for this early morning visitor, he reasoned.

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bonus scene.

"Oh my gosh, Sesshoumaru, look!"

Kagome tugged on her boyfriend's hand, already dragging him over to the source of her excitement.

Sesshoumaru restrained the urge to sigh in exasperation at her antics. After how…generous she was one particular Saturday a few weeks ago, Sesshoumaru had decided that on this particular date night, he would indulge in all of Kagome's whims—some of which included hitting up arcades to play the different games. She had even somehow convinced him to win her a giant plush kitty cat in a crane game. Sure, it costed him nearly 7,000 yen to win her that prize, but the resulting smile was absolutely priceless.

"We have to play this!"

Sesshoumaru grimaced. He had promised to indulge her for the night, but there was one thing he refused to do:

"I do not dance."

Kagome pouted. She looked at the arcade dance machine and then back to him, her lips starting to quiver a little.

"Absolutely not."

"But—" Kagome paused, her eyes seeming to land on the giant plush cat Sesshoumaru had under one arm. A flash of guilt seemed to pass in her eyes as she remembered how much effort and money Sesshoumaru had put into winning that for her. She gave him a resigned smile. "Okay, I won't make you dance, but can I play for a bit?"

Sesshoumaru also gave her his own defeated smile and nodded.

Kagome squealed. She gave him a big hug before she hopped onto the platform. She chose her difficulty level and song choice.

The music started to play.

"Oh, do it all night," Kagome sang along to the song, unaware of the instant mortification settling over Sesshoumaru's face, "Do it with me / I'll take you to heaven if you make me feel free, babe."

Sesshoumaru buried his burning face into the plushie. When he lowered the plushie, he was horrified to see a crowd had already formed to cheer on Kagome as she successfully stayed in rhythm to the steps on the monitor.

"Whoo~ Shake that ass!"

Sesshoumaru instantly slapped the back of the head of the man in front of him. The man turned around about to cuss out Sesshoumaru, but he paused when he caught sight of the glimmer of murder in Sesshoumaru's eyes. He instantly skulked farther away.

"Just take me and shake me till I burn up inside."

The crowd continued to cheer, amazed that Kagome was not only dancing flawlessly, but singing perfectly along to the song. It didn't even seem like she had broken a sweat yet even though this was one of the more difficult songs to play.

Sesshoumaru was too upset to even realize the amazing feat his girlfriend was accomplishing. The bystanders continued to rave about how amazing his girlfriend was, but he was just too baffled and horrified about why she had to choose this song.

"You got it on you, which you can do it tonight."

The song ended. The monitor showed a near perfect score. Kagome winked in the direction of Sesshoumaru.

He nearly dropped the plushie he was holding, realization dawning on him.

That little minx.

A risqué—no filthy— Europop song.

Well played, Higurashi Kagome.

"What's going on with your face?" Kagome scrunched up her face as she poked Sesshoumaru in his right cheek.

"You are absolutely insufferable."

Kagome let out an indignant yelp.

"I think I may have fallen in love with you all over again," he added, earning him another one of Kagome's priceless smiles. "My god, am I in trouble."

Kagome clasped her hands behind her back and she smiled flirtatiously at him. She not-so-innocently questioned him, "Whatever do you mean?"

Sesshoumaru wrapped one arm behind Kagome instantly pulling her closer to him. "Enough of your shenanigans, we have some stuff to do at home now."

"Oh?" Kagome wagged her eyebrows. "Are we going to 'do it all night'?"

Sesshoumaru groaned. "Insolent and insufferable."

Kagome leaned up on her toes, kissing Sesshoumaru on his cheek. "Love you, too."

Sesshoumaru sighed in defeat. "Vexing minx. You will be the death of me."

Kagome pouted again.

"But what a way to go," he murmured in her ear, already leading her home to their apartment.