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fluffymiyaa · 2 years

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Househusband!nanami x reader

Genre:fluff, slight angst

Summary: nanami have been stressed about work. So being a good wife you are, suggest that you're the one who work and he is at home as a house husband instead.

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We all know work stress nanami out so bad. He hates overtime, he hates people in the office, work is sh*t he said. Ever since he married you two years ago, he works so hard for both of you.

But whenever he got home, there you are greet him with a kisses, ask him how's his day, making dinner, prepare a warm bath. What can he do without you. You're the love of his life after all. Maybe if you're not by his side this whole time, he already end his life.

From day to day Nanami is getting worse with his work, he looks miserable, coming home late, didn't sleep enough, yelling on the phone. And it's been a long time since you guys even spent time together.

You can't see him like this. It hurts you a lot. So you decide to talk to your husband. You're the one who work in this relationship.

"What? You work? Why? A-am i not good enough? Am i not give you enough money?" He said. You shaked your head.

"It's not that, love. I just can't seeing you like this. You stressing about work too much. If you hate it you can just resign, i can get a job too. And you.. you can just stay home. Doing house chores. Don't you think this the best for you?" You said

He sighed, pinched the bridge of his nose. He looked at you dearly. "My love. It's okay, i still can do it. I'm your husband, i'm the one who provide you. I'm sorry if i worried you"

You furrowed your eyebrows. "What does that mean? Just because you're a husband you need to be the one who provide? Before we get married i have a job too, a nice position one. I can provide you too Kento. I can get back there with my friend's help. You can be a house husband. No need to stress over work."

Nanami looked down and considering what you just said. He gave a thought about it, maybe this is good? I finally can get relax a bit. But what if it doesn't work? What if you're the one who get depressed?

He shaked his head a little, pushing away the negatives thinking. This is the best.

He looked up at you. Took your hands with his. "Ok, i'll be a good house husband for you" he smiled. You smiled back and cupped his cheeks. Gave him a sweet kiss on the lips.

Long story short. You get your job back, well the position is not high as before but still the good one. You're doing so well with your tasks. You know when to take a break.

Nanami being a good house husband too. He reisign and doing the house chores now. At first, he made a lot of mistake. But you understand it, he still new about this, so you patiently teaching him again.

He learned so fast. As a perfectionist man he finished the chores perfectly. Of course with his strong huge body (yum) he do it quickly too.

His activites at home is doing the laundry, make a breakfast and a bento for you, washing dishes, cleaning, do monthly expenditure sometimes too. But he prefers to go with you.

Like i said, he do it quickly so he can take a break for a long time. In his spare time he will watch tv or texting/vidcall with you. He enjoyed his days as a house husband, it feels like he never been this relaxed.

When you get home, you saw Nanami in the kitchen with his apron on cooking for you. You couldn't help but hugged him from the back. Burried you face on his back.

"Oh, welcome home, love. Dinner's almost ready." He said and and stroked your hand that wrapped around his waist.

Once the dinner's ready. You guys eat together while asking how's each others day.

"I've prepared warm bath for you, you must be tired" he said. "Have you showered yet?" You asked. He shaked his head. "You can go first, i need to wash the dishes."

You looked at him gently, and touched his hand. "What if i say i'll help you with dishes so we can take a shower together?"

Nanami chuckled. He looked at you and kissed your temple. Lowered his head till your foreheads touch.

"Ok" he whispered.

He so grateful for his life, he doesn't care what people gossip about. Having you in his life is more than anything.

Especially if you have kids one day. Taking care of children is not easy but he is sure that he can do it. He always wants to have children with you, but due to busy work he decided to postpone it back then. But now he doesn't have to restrain himself anymore.

So yeah, not long after, you get pregnant.

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johnkrrasinski · 4 years

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ℑ𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔚𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔰

Chapter 3: Fall from Grace

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Pairings: dark!Steve Rogers x female!reader

Word count: 3,639

Warnings: smut, kidnapping, stalking, slight bondage. (MUST BE 18+)

Summary: after the death of your mother, you decided that you were going to do something new to honor her. You chose a perfect camping spot somewhere down South. You thought it was going to be the life-changing vacation that you never had in your life, until Steve Rogers, a man existed in roughness and control all his life, found you.

a/n: chapter three is here!! they are finally going to start their festive, but steve is gentle enough to at least take things slow. things will grow more extreme in future chapters and i hope you’re ready for that. for now, let’s just enjoy, (lowkey) altruistic steve, yeah? enjoy! please leave a like and comment.

The next morning, you were woken up by a gentle caress on your hair, with a pair of striking blue eyes greeting you. Not that you had any clue whether it was actually morning. It could've been 3 PM in the afternoon for all you know, but the man before you; Steve Rogers, as he declared his name last night, confirmed it by rolling the words on his lips; "good morning."

You tried to sit up, but you remember that you were still bound in place since last night. He sat by the side of the bed, and he asked; "did you sleep well last night?" You didn't know how to answer that, so you nodded aversely. He smiled, not the menacing smirk that he displayed several times last night, but a suave one, like he was gratified by your sated rejoinder.

"I brought breakfast. You must be starving." You turned your head to your right side and a saw a small table standing next to you, containing a plate filled with scrambled eggs and bacon, the smell was so mouthwatering that your stomach grumbled at the absence.

You whined and pulled your hands scantily, hoping that it was enough to send him the message. "Oh shit, sorry." He made light of the situation and he moved slightly forward to uncuff you. You sat up and tried to take off the gag but he abruptly blocked your hands from proceeding any further.

"Let me do it." It was supposed to sound thoughtful as if he was lending a helping hand, but the glare in his eyes expunged the sentiment away for what he acutely implied was; "you don't get to make that decision of your own, little girl."

So you let loose your hands and yield into him to perform the task instead. You never cherished your freedom more than at that moment. You instantly contorted your body and grabbed the plate. You ate like you were a famished vagrant. You moaned at how succulent the meal is.

You ate in silence and he just sat there as he watched you gobbled up your food. The sound of the room was only generated from the clinking sounds of the metal fork hitting the silver platter.

When you were repleted, you put down down the dish and you drank the glass of warm vanilla milk on the tray. You gulped half of the glass and put it back on the tray. You didn't realize the remaining splotch of the milk had stained your upper lip milky white.

Steve cleaned it with the stroke of his thumb tenderly and he wiped it on his jeans. He didn't waste any second longer as he spoke up; "today, we are going to start our training. We'll go over the rules and learn the basics. We will see how much we can wrap today, and then we'll carry on tomorrow."

He got on his feet and picked up the tray from the small table, and he continued, "while I prep, you can take a shower."

Take a shower? Does this mean he was going to take you upstairs and let you use his bathroom? That's a good start, maybe, you might find a way to escape through the window or scream for help.

But your vision was cut short by his next instructions. He pointed at the direction of the staircase, but not specifically at it, but rather towards something underneath it; "you see that door over there? It's the bathroom. You can shower there."

You hadn't noticed that door before until it was pointed out. You had only been here for, you assumed, less than 24 hours, there were a lot of things you had yet to discover. After all, your first night here was restricted; you were bound on all fours and the dimmed bulb on the ceiling could only provide so much.

"I'll give you an hour to be ready for me. I expect you to be all cleaned and fragrant when I come back." He leaned down to your level and spoke composedly. "When I'm back, I want you on your knees, with your hands placed neatly on your thighs and your chin down to the ground, understood?"

You nodded. Ever since you got here, it seems like you had lost your ability to form a sentence, you could mumble a few primary words, but you still felt so caged inside despite not being restrained any longer.

"Words, sweet girl. I want you to use your words."

"Yes."

He raised his eyebrows and made a questioning look, you didn't seem to get to hint, so he proceeded; "yes what?"

Your brain quickly recalls last night's events, where he told you that you may call him sir at "certain times" and you immediately knew that this was the moment he implied.

"Yes... Sir." With that, you earned a murderous smirk on his face as if he was amused by the way the sound of the epithet rolled off your lips.

"Good girl. I'll see you later." He left a kiss on your forehead and fled; passing the staircase, off he go.

You folded your knees and tucked them under your chin. What kind of rules was he planning to go over with you? Is he ever going to let you go? And most importantly, are you truly safe with him?

Steve took off from the basement and locked the door behind him. He was amused by how obedient y/n had been so far, he quickly learnt how naive and innocent you were. He was going to have it easy when it comes to molding you into his favorite possession. The girl he had fantasized about for months; you were nearly there. You just needed a little more disciplinaries.

He calculated in head that in a few weeks, you were going to be innately capable of performing his orders. If he wanted you on all fours, with your head pressed down on the mattress and your hands tied tidily on your back, as he pounds vigorously into you, then you were going to do so, with only a single cue.

Yeah, he'll get you there. He just needed patience and perseverance.

He stripped himself off his navy blue plaid shirt and his worn-out jeans. He also pulled down his boxer and put them into the dirty laundry basket as his lengthy cock sprung free. It wobbled as he stepped into the bathroom and turned on the lights; the rustic interior came into view. There was a single, broad rectangular mirror on his right side, over the Pecan brown ceramic sink. The tile that topped the cabinet sink resembled the colour of its owner's hair; deep brunette brown.

On the left side, there was a single wooden framed window that was shut due to the windy weather that caused the fallen leaves of the trees to enter his cabin uninvited.

He diverted the shower curtains and climbed into the giant bathtub. He swiveled the shower faucet and let the warm water wash over him. His thoughts migrated to his discoveries last night. He had stolen her phone and her other personal things and stash them in the top racks of his closet.

While she was unconscious, she pressed her button onto the fingerprint passlock, and the screen lit up, displaying all of the menu icons. He looked through all of her social media one by one; her text messages, her Instagram, Facebook, emails, Youtube history, Google history, Google Play Books, and even her Amazon search list. He thoroughly scrolled through every app on her phone he could find, to dig deeper into her personal background.

From what he discovered, he hadn't learned much except; she was a nerd, the number of books she had yet to finish explained that much. Her history search revealed nothing much more than juvenile information, and the most recent ones were camping related info. She was on social media, but she didn't seem to have that many interactions cramming up her notifications. Her emails and text messages mostly consisted of professional matters with her, what he assumed, were her co-workers.

He also read several unanswered texts, saying sentimental things, such as; "I'm truly sorry for your loss." "I'll be here if you need me, call me soon!" "Do you need a friend? I can come over anytime! :)" "She was such a wonderful human being, she's in a better place now." "Stay strong, okay? Thinking about you here."

That made him curious. Why didn't she answer these well-intend messages? Who was this "wonderful human being" her acquaintance talked about? He didn't dwell on those futile questions for too long, he could ask her about it later, but now, he just wanted to learn more about his girl.

He clicked on the gallery icon and there was only a single file. He unfolded it, and the file revealed pictures that she took from the woods; the river, the trees, the scenery, etc. Then as he scrolled down further, pictures of an older woman surfaced. The older woman slightly resembled her. They both have the same eyes and that warm demeanor. Some pictures showed she was in a hospital bed, clad in a hospital gown. She looked pale and frail. He put the math together and concluded that this might be her mother, and that she was ill.

But her peer or whoever the hell that was, texted that she was in a better place now? Does that mean she was deceased? Is that why she came here all alone? To get away from her thoughts?

He'll learn the answers tomorrow, when she's awake, and when she's willing to talk.

After about an hour browsing through her phone, he decided that he had found enough. He decided to delete all her social media accounts and discarded her SIM card and the battery. Then he turned off the device and stash it back to where all her personal belongings were stored.

After he showered under the warm water and cleaned himself enough, he turned off the faucet and stepped out of the bathtub. He dried off his damp hair as he stared into the mirror, acknowledging his God-like, well-defined figure. His chiseled abs and bulky chest that could bring anyone in his way to their knees. He trimmed his unkempt beard just enough to keep it presentable. He brushed his hair until he was satisfied with how dashing he looks.

He stepped out into his room and searched through his wardrobe. He pulled out a pair of sweatpants and put it on. He didn't even bother putting on a boxer or briefs, for he knew it would go futile anyway. Nor did he bother putting on a shirt. So he walked into his basement, where his girl was kept; shirtless, and eager.

Let the games begin...

The warm water washing over you felt pleasant on your skin. You took your time in cleaning yourself up, as your minds keep drifting to the last 24 hours. Still, the remaining questions in your head were; where the hell were you? who the hell was this man? what the hell did he want from you?

You squeezed the bottle of the shampoo onto your hand and you messaged your scalp smoothly despite your restless thoughts. You had walked into the bathroom fifteen minutes earlier, and saw how complete the bathroom was.

It wasn't much, there was a single toilet and a roll of tissue glued around a wall-mounted tissue holder beside it. You also found many feminine toiletries such as; coconut shampoo, lavender body wash, vanilla-scented lotion, deodorant, toothbrush & toothpaste, razor, blades, shaving lubricant, soap bar, and nail clippers.

In the tiny cabinet sink, there were a few white towels and washcloths. Inside the drawer, there were a few tampons and pads. You truly felt like you were a special guest at a fancy hotel. The cramped bathroom was even a lot neater compared to your own in your apartment.

It makes you wonder... Did he plan all of this? If he did, how long had he been planning for this? Your own questions rose the shivers down your spine. You decided to shake it all away and stepped into the tight space behind the curtains.

You turned on the faucet and let the warm water stream over your skin.

After you were finished, you wrapped one of the towels in the cabinet, around your body. You used it to dry off your face and your hair, then you walked out to the room. You were glad that he hadn't come back yet, so it gave you enough time to get ready.

How... exactly were you going to get ready? You just realized he didn't provide you any clothes or undergarments. So you sat in your bed, still clothed in the towel until you were ready to follow his instructions.

You weren't ready to find out what he meant by "there will be punishments" as he casually stated last night, so you dropped the towel off your body and hung it on the hook behind the bathroom door.

You heard the faint sound of approaching footsteps and you sprinted to the center of the room and knelt. You placed your hands neatly on your thighs as he instructed with your head down, not wanting to stare at his face. Despite it was part of his orders, you were also fearful of gazing into this man's eyes.

The sound of the door opening reverberated through the room, and your hands shook despite being perfectly still on your thighs. Your lips trembled at the mighty presence making a grand entrance. The sound of the approaching footsteps grew harsher and in seconds, a pair of black mudded boots covered feet came into view.

"You listened to my orders well... Good. We are off to a good start. Alright, let's begin our lesson today. You can look up now."

You lifted your head to look at his face, and you trembled. Seeing this man from down here hit you differently. He was majestic in every possible way. You didn't know whether that made you feel safer or even more terrified. He was leaning on a small table pressed to the wall behind him, his hands holding his bodybuilder figure.

"First, I want you to address me as sir when we are engaged in sexual intercourse. You have learned my name but it doesn't mean you can call me by my first name whenever you like."

"Second, I don't wanna hear you talk unless I address you first. If you absolutely need to, you may raise your hand to let me know. The only thing that I wanna hear from that mouth is your compliance, understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Third," his eyes darkened. There wasn't a hint of emotions on his face, nothing but stone-cold, hard-rock sobriety. Like a supreme commander, commanding his subordinates. "I expect you to submit to me, fully. Your body and your mind belong to me now. I am in control of the way it works and I am free to choose whatever I want to do to you. No refusal, no recalcitrance, no inquiry. Trust me, the less you resist, the easier this will be."

You were stiffened in place, cemented on spot. He demanded complete submission; a person you had never come across before, the pieces of equipment that were foreign to you, a territory you never had the slightest bit of idea existed... You were forced to yield and accommodate yourself into it. You bit the insides of your cheek to forestall the tears. He already had you impotent, like a wounded animal succumbing to its injuries. Resistance would be vain now. So you let him take the wheel. Even if it means, your temple would be driven by him.

Maybe... Just maybe, after you've pleased him enough by letting him get a grip of you, he might let his guard down and you might even find a way to escape.

But not now, you must work to earn his trust first. You just needed to brace yourself and have self-control. This man promised you that he wasn't going to hurt you, after all, maybe in exchange for a few sexual favors, you might obtain your freedom.

So you entertained him, by saying his two favorite words. "Yes, sir."

"Alright. Now, get on the bed and lay on all fours, like you did last night."

You got on your feet and walked slowly to the mattress. It wasn't a comfortable one. It only had one pillow and not a duvet. It made you miss your own bed dearly.

You laid on the bed, seeking the most comfortable position, despite nothing that would actually make that much difference. You were still placed in the center of the bed, with your head on the pillow.

Steve followed you behind, and he restrained you again to the corners of the bed. He got on top of you, caging your hips with his knees.

"Today, I'm going to teach you how it feels to cum. Fall apart as you give into pleasure... You're never going to be the same once I'm done with you."

He started with nipping the sensitive spot of your neck, followed by the soft caress of his fingers, slowly moving down to your lip, circling around the bud, as he began to collect the wetness there. He moved his head down to your breasts, as he sucked your left nipple with his lips. The feeling overwhelmed you, you had never done this with any man before.

To say you were inexperienced would be an understatement. You had never dated anyone, let alone sleep with one. Your thoughts were jumbled with the sensation, you wanted to push him away, but you were bound in spot, your brain is telling you to tell him to stop, but you couldn't.

His mouth is taking its sweet time, moistening your nipple, as the finger on your bud didn't stop, but rather going faster, rubbing you up and down, that elicited a faint moan from you. What is he doing? What is this feeling? You didn't know. But you let yourself get lost in the moment. Thrilled to let him enlighten you.

He released your nipple with a loud pop and he continued his wrongdoing, by moving down to your most sensitive area. He stared at your sweet cunt and unhesitantly dipped his tongue into it. The lewd noises he was making with his mouth was making your head spin; you tried to block him out by sealing your thighs but he hindered you by wrapping his large hands around your thighs so tightly, you thought it might leave a red mark of fingers afterward.

His right-hand retreated to your breasts, to pinch the right nipple that was left ignored earlier. He groped you so fiercely that you shrieked from the pain. You shifted your head to the side to hide your pleasure, not noticing that his fingers had released your nipple to shove them inside you.

You threw your head back from the sudden intrusion. Your body felt electrified. The sensation was extraordinary. Him pleasuring you with his tongue was one thing, but his fingers stroking the sensitive spot inside you made you forget the dreary situation you were currently trapped in.

You lifted your head to look down at him, trying to figure out what was happening; you could see him engorging you with his eyes shut, as two of his fingers were scissoring inside of you. Your head was misty, and before you know it, your climax had washed over you. The sudden eruption of euphoria shocked you, as you give in to the bliss. You trembled from the unprecedented explosion your body made, as you panted harshly, ceasing you from moving.

Steve was exultant by his work, how he knew he had successfully taken the first step of breaking down your wall. How he managed to inoculate your brain with pleasure. His mouth and fingers had triumphantly turned you into an incoherent, cum-drunk mess, that you didn't even try to fight or resist him. It would be so much easier to mold you to a more advanced doll now.

He reached to your eye level and caged your head once more with his hands, as he alerted you from your post-cum bliss; "when was the last time you ever came that hard?"

You opened your mouth, with still uneven breathing, and answered; "I- I never..."

He squinted his eyes at you with a puzzled look. "You never what?"

You shuddered, cautious to not provoke him; “I never... Never done that before.”

You were comfortable with being inexperienced, until now. Until this dangerous man, who had just violated you began to interrogate your personal life; what if your celibacy incensed him because you weren't exactly what he was looking for? What he instead of releasing you, he decided to murder you and bury your body in his backyard?

He sat back, between your spread, cum-drenched thighs, and incredulously asked; "you are a virgin?"

You nodded dubiously. You broke off the gaze on his eyes, to look at the rustic wall shielding you from the world. Then his hand grabbed your chin to your move head back so that you were looking at him again; "hey, it's okay. There's nothing to be ashamed of. You are here so I could train you. We've got all the time in the world."

You didn't know how you should react to that; should you smile because of the fact that he wasn't going to murder you? Or should that frighten you instead because that means, one way or another, he was going to corrupt your innocence, and there's nothing you can do about it...

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buckys-estrella · 4 years

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𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑶𝒏𝒆

Forge of the Heart

Word Count: 1.3k

Summary: The year is 1774 and Sargent James Buchannan Barnes of the British army has been sent to Boston, Massachusetts in the thirteen colonies. The Quartering Act has just been put in place and he along with two other soldiers will be staying in the house of a colonist. He expected resistance but he never thought that he would find the eldest daughter of the household to be so intriguing.

Warnings: Enemies to lovers/slow burn(?), events leading up to the revolutionary war, talks of violence/actually violence, (more to come as the story progresses). No real warnings for this chapter.

The ship was just setting into port as Sargent Barnes came up to the deck. The town of Boston was shrouded in fog during the early morning hours. Not many colonists were up and about at the time, but those who were stared at the incoming British ship with disdain. When it finally docked, James was approached by the two men he’d be staying with; Captain Steven Grant Rogers and Private First-Class Samuel Thomas Wilson. They were all relatively close, however more so with Steve, given that they’ve been friends since childhood.

“The address Colonel Pierce gave us was 17 Hanover St.” Sam spoke up as he grabbed his trunk and motioned for them to get theirs as well. “Might as well head there now and get settled down.

They arrived at the house shortly after they left the docks. Steve took the lead and placed two hard knocks on the door. The men could hear some shuffling on the other side, and the door slowly opened to reveal a beautiful young woman. You gave them all a once over and a hard stare before finally speaking.

“So, you’re the ones assigned to our house,” with faux delight, you added, “great, more mouths to feed!”

You opened the door fully and ushered them in while introductions were made. You led them to the kitchen where she had been preparing breakfast. It looked to be oatmeal with toast and jam.

“I had only made enough for my family; we were not expecting you for another day. Let me wake up my siblings, and I’ll come back and make more. In the meantime, make yourself comfortable at the table.”

The three sat down at the table as you left and began to discuss amongst themselves. It wasn’t long before you returned with two kids trailing behind you and taking their seats at the table. After the sleep was rubbed from their eyes, they stared at the men warily. The younger girl spoke up first, introducing herself as Charlotte. Her introduction prompted that of her older brother, whose name was Benjamin. When their formalities were done, they proceeded to act as if the soldiers were invisible and continued on with their morning. You were in the kitchen preparing some more oats when you declared to Benjamin that he needed to finish up soon if he were to make it to school on time.

“As for you three,” you said more pointedly, “your food is nearly done. Is there something you want to drink as well?”

Steve was the first to speak up, “Some tea would be nice.”

You turned around, staring daggers at him. Your voice held aggression in it when you said, “I’m sorry, but tea is out of the question. If we weren’t taxed so heavily for it, then maybe that could’ve been an option. Now I’ll ask again, is there something you’d three would like to drink?”

They stayed silent for a moment before Bucky mentioned, “I’m not much of a tea person anyways. If it doesn’t trouble you, I’d like some coffee.”

You stared at him incredulously before saying, “What type of redcoat doesn’t like tea?”

He gave a shrug saying it made his stomach feel upset. You gave a small laugh at that before turning back to the breakfast you were preparing. About a minute later, both Benjamin and Charlotte finished their breakfast, and the boy got up to rush out the door with a chalkboard and books in hand. Charlotte proceeded to pick up the dishes and bring them to the sink to be washed. Watching both of them move about in the kitchen was peaceful, they worked together like a well-oiled machine.

“Breakfast is ready for the second time this morning. The coffee is almost done boiling, feel free to pour yourself a cup when it’s done. I have some laundry to attend to outside, and Charlotte will finish setting up David’s and my room for you to put away your items. Do me a favor, and don’t leave the kitchen until one of us are done.”

Your sister was already gone down the hall, to where they assumed the rooms are located before you finished speaking. You were soon gone too through the back door with a basket at your hip. Bucky couldn’t help but watch you, there was something graceful in the way that you moved. You was mesmerizing to look at. It didn’t take long for Sam to catch on.

“Well, someone sure looks smitten.” His lips quirked up into a smirk before adding, “I don’t blame you; she looks simply ravishing.” Before Buck got the chance to, Steve smacked him upside the head.

“We aren’t here to fraternize with the locals, so both of you: knock it off.”

With that statement hanging in the air, they ate their breakfast in silence. Sometime later, Charlotte came back, informing them that the rooms were ready and leading the men down the hall.

“We only have two rooms available, so two of you will have to share.”

“Sam and I will share; Steve’s our captain, he should have a room to himself.”

“Buck, I don’t need- “

“Don’t argue with me on this Rogers, just take the room.”

Charlotte butted in saying that Steve would take David’s room while Sam and Bucky take your room. A small surge of excitement went through him at the thought of being in your room, but Bucky pushed it down before Steve could tell. He’d probably scold him and give Barnes a talking-to about how he shouldn’t get involved with the locals. Easy for him to say when he has a gal back at home who loves him.

Sam and Buck lugged their trunks into your room and tried to settle down. It was a simple room with some personal touches. You had a single shelf of books with their spines showing frequent use. It was apparent you liked to read; your father must’ve taught you because it wasn’t typical for women to be well versed in reading. You had paint and charcoal near your bed, where something was sticking out from underneath. Under closer inspection, he realized that you had drawings and paintings hidden. They quite nearly took his breath away, the talent you had for art was remarkable.

“Damn.” Sam was looking over Bucky's shoulder with awe in his eyes. “Do you think she made that?”

“Right there, in the corner, it looks like she signed her name. I’d say she did make it.”

“Wow, she could make some good money from that.” Sam had a point; a skill like this was a treasure that should be shared, but Barnes had the feeling that you hid them for a reason, and now it started to feel like an invasion of your privacy.

“I think I should put these back, she probably didn’t want us seeing them. Let’s finish settling down and then meet with Steve.”

Not long into putting his things away, something caught his eye. More accurately, someone. The window of your room looked directly to the back of the house. He watched as you started taking the clothes off the line and into the basket. You looked beautiful but frustrated. You were muttering to yourself in what looked like a scolding manner. Maybe he made a sudden movement that attracted your attention, but you stopped and looked up. You two locked eyes for a moment before you turned away feeling flustered. Bucky couldn’t help but feel a bit smug. He started to think that maybe he’d enjoy his stay in the colonies after all.

A/N: Here's my entry for @daffodilsbucky 1k writing challenge! I'm actually really excited about this because I've had this idea for a long time but never had a reason to write it. Sorry that this isn't the most historically accurate, I did do research but there are still going to be parts that just aren't exact or correct. I had writer’s block for FIVE months and I finally got past it and cranked out the chapter. Anyways, I tried my somewhat best and I hope you guys enjoy it!

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profoundsaladshoeshark · 3 years

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DAY 1 APRIL 29, 2021

Good Morning everyone! So many requirements this week and I can't handle it anymore. I can't manage my time and don't know what to do. I didn't have enough sleep. It's so gloomy outside and rainy. I want to sleep but I have some lessons to study.

It's so cold outside, end of school year is quite near and I'm super excited. I should do first this requirements before enjoying myself watching Netflix movies.

So many tasks to do this week and I'm preparing myself to be productive to do this tasks without being lazy. Before I do some tasks, my grandmother asked me for help to clean her room. We replace the curtains, we mop the floor, we decided to take a break and have some snacks. She made my favorite pineapple juice and I toasted the slice bread and we enjoy eating together.

This Thursday, our internet connection gone unstable. I don't know why but it will come back to normal as soon as possible. I went to my room and take a rest. I used my cellphone, surfed the net, and listen to my favorite classic songs. I turned off the lights and went asleep.

DAY 2 APRIL 30, 2021

This Friday, it was so hot in the morning. I went to the bathroom and take a bath. I saw my grandmother making our breakfast for us. It was eggs and hotdogs. We ate it and I will be the one who will wash the dishes. I went to our living room and I watched my favorite show. My favorite channel is the Cartoon Network and my favorite cartoon is We Bare Bears. They're so cute! I want to hug tight and be my companion to bed when I sleep every night.

I called mom and we talked for awhile when she's not busy. She's working abroad. I dropped the call because I have something to do. Today was my cousin's birthday. Me and my grandmother were invited to attend to his party. When we arrived in their house, we saw them preparing for the birthday party. We arrived earlier than I thought. When I enter on his room, I saw him using his new phone, it was a gift from his dad. Aww, how sweet! I wish when my birthday comes, mom will give me a new phone.

DAY 3 MAY 1, 2021

Thank God it's Saturday! I want to rest this weekends. I want to watch movies at night with my grandmother and also my siblings. I want to use my phone all night and play Mobile Legends because for me it was the most addictive game in the world. I look up in the sky and watch the sunset. Sunset is my favorite scenery because it makes me calm and I was so admired by the sun.

I directly went to my room and changed clothes. I go to the kitchen to make Chicken Adobo, that would be our dinner for tonight. After we ate, I surfed the net, watched horror movie, and felt asleep.

DAY 4 MAY 2, 2021

Sunday morning, I woke up early and I made a milk for myself. Milk is not enough so I cooked my own breakfast today. It was bacon, egg, and hotdog with rice of course. I'm so happy it wasn't overcooked. I charged my phone because I forgot to charge it last night.

It's lunch time, I ate Adobo that I made last night. I go back to my table where I usually study and focus on myself. It's so hot in the afternoon and my eyes are itchy. I don't have any glasses to protect my eyes from the radiation coming from my device. Layer that time, I felt dizzy and weak so I talked to my grandmother and she gave me some medicines, I should take this because I want to feel better as soon as possible. Then I rest and felt asleep.

DAY 5 MAY 3, 2021

I hate Mondays but I woke up early because of the noise coming from outside. I can still feel the dizziness so I take medicines to cure this. Then I lay down in my bed and take a rest. I felt asleep again and woke up in the afternoon, I skipped lunch because I don't want to eat. Feeling well, I go outside and ventilated myself with the fresh wind. I saw my friend walking by and I smile with a wink to her. She smiled back but doesn't wink back.

I checked my temperature and it goes back to normal. I pray to God and thanked Him because He did not forsake me even I'm a sinner. We should pray and have faith on Him, He is great, He loved us all.

Our subject teachers gave us activities and I answered it already because I have time for it and I don't want to fail, my mom would beat me if I fail. I am ready to pass it, but maybe tomorrow I should go to school or I will send it to my aunt and she will be the one who will pass it in the Drop-Pick Area in our school.

DAY 6 MAY 4, 2021

I woke up early to do my laundry because I don't have any clothes to wear. After doing the laundry, I rest for some 30 minutes, then I did my homeworks and some activities. I also workout for like 30 minutes. My grandmother cooked my favorite dish called chop suey for our lunch. I love it since I was a kid, this is my favorite dish.

I go outside and trim some of the bushes. Suddenly, a beggar came to our house, wearing a surgical mask and she asked me if she can obtain some of our papaya fruit. She also said that she was so hungry and she badly want to eat that papaya fruit. She also told me that she's 4 months pregnant. I think she is craving to the fruit. I gave her the perfectly ripe papaya fruit so that she can enjoy it. She was so thankful to me. And i said "Anytime, you're welcome!"

Being generous also makes us feel better about ourselves. We have to focus on what we are giving not on what we are receiving. We have to be selfless.

DAY 7 MAY 5, 2021

Today is Wednesday. Finally, we have our internet connection and was faster than the recent wifi we used. We can watch youtube without lagging, play online games, and lastly surf the net faster than ever before. This day I read books to enhance my reading skills. I also practiced to sing. My voice actually improved when I was a part of Musical Play in Grade 10.

When I was bored in our house, I usually go to Pili to buy groceries and my needs when I have money. I always buy my favorite Choco-Strawberry Milktea. I usually spend my money to buy foods because it helps me to cope and reduce stress. When I have free time, I play online games like COD, ML, Valorant and many more. It helps me to think critically on how to kill enemies, know the strategies, and many more.

DAY 8 MAY 6, 2021

Today is my favorite cousin's birthday. I'm so excited! Her name is Zchan and she is my beloved cousin and also my bestfriend. Since nursery, she's within me. We play our favorite outdoor games, we watch our favorite cartoons together, we do our schoolworks together, even if it there's an Honor List, we ranked 1st together. We are blessed with intelligence but I am more talented thank her. We always brainstorm together when we have a problem to be solved and the funny thing is that we usually had the same idea. I really love her so much. I prepared her a gift, it was a Gucci sweatshirt. My mom bought it for me so I can give her the gift that I know she wants.

I prepared myself, I went to their house, it's already 3:00 and thankfully I am not late. i helped her sister for preparing the party. It's only a small party because of the pandemic and also she didn't wish to have a big party celebration. Later that afternoon, we ate the foods in the table, and after that I also helped wash the dishes.

When I arrived home, I saw my grandma watching news. I proceed to my room, changed my clothes and fell asleep.

DAY 9 MAY 7, 2021

The Finals Examination for Second Semester is near and honestly I am not ready. I should review my lessons this week but I have so many responsibilities to do. We will have the general cleaning in our entire house tomorrow. My grandmother told me that I should prepare and be ready for tomorrow and finish my school activities. I also have to be the cashier in our store and take care of it.

Before our general cleaning, I already clean and organized my room so that tomorrow I will focus only on the other part of the house. Honestly my room is always clean hehe. I don't want other people sneak into my room without any permission from me. I don't want any dust in my room especially in my bed. My grandmother always tell me that she even asked me "Why am I so clean?" I answered her that since I was a kid, I usually get the "Most Neat and Clean Award". And also I told her that Good hygiene lowers your risk for diseases and illnesses commonly spread through viruses and bacteria. Washing yourself and staying clean can kill and remove illness-causing bacteria from your body, lowering the risk for disease. Good hygiene is key to preventing infection when wounds and skin irritation are present.

DAY 10 MAY 8, 2021

It was Saturday, I woke up late and I drink milk and ate some bread to have energy when cleaning the house. I go to the bathroom and take a shower, my grandmother said that I should take shower before doing a household chores.

I started at the front of our house, I sweep those fallen leaves and piled up in a designated area where we burn those leaves. Next that I did was Grass cutting. I used the pruning shears to cut those unwanted grass in our yard. The next that I did is to water my plants. Grandma loves her plants as much as me. I sprinkled some water to the plants to make them alive and healthy. The next thing that I do is to clean the window, I wiped them using squeegee and a cloth to make them dry fast. The last thing that I did is mop inside the house. Then after that I take some rest and eat those snacks that my grandmother prepared for me. Then it was dark and I fell asleep.

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enbyleighlines · 4 years

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For the MDZS modern AU prompts, I'm intrigued by Qin Su and your OC. So maybe them and "falling leaves" ~chi-zi

Oooooooh, okay! I certainly wasn’t expecting this request! But I’m very happy to fill it~

I hope you like this!

—

Qin Su is excited. Granted, she is usually in a state of near-perpetual excitement, but today, she’s more excited than usual.

It’s Saturday, but she wakes up early. She’s too excited to sleep in.

Because today, Qin Su is going on a date.

It’s not her first date, but it’s her first date with a girl, and it’s a girl she really, really likes. The girl’s name is Zhao Zhiruo, and she’s one grade higher than Qin Su. They met at the school’s GSA club last year.

By all accounts, senior Zhao Zhiruo is far out of Qin Su’s league— not that she’s ever given much merit to high school popularity measurements. But according to every high school TV drama that’s ever existed, Qin Su would be classified as a bookworm, or a teacher’s pet. Something that translates to “nerd, but a girl.”

Zhao Zhiruo would be typecast as the self-absorbed cheerleader, the rich girl, the queen bee. Or, if not the queen bee, then one of the worker bees.

But real high school is different than the movies. That’s why Qin Su was able to ask Zhao Zhiruo out on a date.

The morning creeps by way too slowly. Qin Su sits at the kitchen counter, swinging her feet, and trying not to look at the digital clock on the microwave too often. She is already doing this long before anyone else in the house wakes up. Her date isn’t until 3 in the afternoon.

Qin Su doesn’t know what to do to make time move faster. She feels too restless to read, or to watch television.

Hope comes in the form of Mo Xuanyu, her fourteen-year-old Didi. He grins toothily when he catches sight of Qin Su, fully dressed at seven in the morning on a Saturday. In contrast, Mo Xuanyu is still in his pajamas, with a full on rat’s nest on his head.

“Couldn’t sleep, A-jie?” He guesses.

Qin Su pops up to her feet, to pull a chair back for her baby bro. “What about you, Yu-er?” She asks, “What are you doing up so early on the weekend?”

Mo Xuanyu sits down and pats her arm. “Nightmares,” he answers, “I watched that new slasher thriller last night.”

“I’ll never understand why you watch those kinds of movies when they scare you so much,” Qin Su says, and goes off to start making breakfast now that at least one other family member is up.

“Being scared is the entire point,” Mo Xuanyu explains, not for the first time. “Besides,” he adds, “it’s spooky season. I’m trying to be festive.”

Qin Su rolls her eyes. She pours the cup of rice into the saucepan full of water, and stirs, starting the process of making congee. She also tosses in some leftover fried chicken from the refrigerator, and heats the rest of it up in the microwave for them to snack on while their breakfast simmers.

They enjoy a companionable silence for a few minutes. Mo Xuanyu yawns into his palm, and Qin Su nibbles on the fried skin of the chicken.

“Want some tea, too?” Qin Su asks, already taking out the kettle.

“Please,” Mo Xuanyu says. He combs his fingers through his tangled hair, and scrunches his face up when his fingers get stuck. “Ugh,” he complains, “I bet I look so ugly right now.”

Qin Su giggles. “You look like a mop,” she admits, “but a cute mop.”

He smiles back at her.

It’s a typical Saturday morning, but today Qin Su takes the time to appreciate it. She knows she’s lucky. Her family has always been supportive, even when they don’t quite understand each other. It’s because of them that she had the courage to come out, to join the school GSA, and to ask Zhao Zhiruo on a date.

Slowly, other people begin to wake up: Qin Su’s mother, Mo Xuanyu’s mother Mo Hou, and last but not least, once the congee is finally finished, Jin Zixuan’s mother Ouyang Jiangnu.

Qin Su adds the toppings to the congee and serves everyone a bowl.

The three mothers are too sleepy to talk at first. They’re busy women, working long hours to support their children with only minimal financial assistance from the father, and Qin Su admires them all very much.

But with time, and full bellies, the women begin to perk up. And naturally, Qin Su’s date becomes the hot topic of the morning.

“What time is your date again, A-Su?” Luo Pingyang, her mother, asks.

“Three.”

“And you’re sure you won’t need a ride to the movie theater? It’s really no trouble.”

“I’ll be fine. It’s only a fifteen minute walk if we take a shortcut through the park. I wanted to see all the beautiful foliage, anyway.”

Mo Hou hums her agreement. “It really is beautiful,” she says, “I might have to go for a walk in the park later myself.”

“Hmm, I’m more worried about the yard,” Ouyang Jiangnu admits, “The front lawn is already swimming with leaves! It’ll take at least an hour to rake it all up. Maybe two. I’ll ask Zixuan to do that the next time he comes home to do his laundry.”

Jin Zixuan is a freshman in college now, and he’s living on campus. It’s still weird, not having him in the house.

“Why wait for him?” Mo Hou asks, “We’ve got two strong, capable kids right here.”

Mo Xuanyu snorts, but he says, “Sure, I can rake the lawn.” He stretches out his spine, and adds, “First I have to get dressed, and comb my hair, and wash my face. Maybe put on some foundation—“

“Yes, yes,” Mo Hou cuts him off with a laugh, “You can go get pretty first.”

“I’ll help, too,” Qin Su offers, because she can’t think of any better way to kill time until her date. And also, because she likes to help out.

“If you’re going to help me, then you should change into something else first. I don’t want you ruining that nice outfit with dirt and sweat.” Mo Xuanyu stands from his seat, taking his dishes to the sink. “You can do that while I ‘get pretty’, as my Mama so kindly put it.”

Mo Hou giggles. “That was a joke,” she says, “You’re always pretty.”

“Uh-huh,” Mo Xuanyu hums.

Because of the cute back and forth banter between mother and son, Qin Su is smiling as she retreats to her room to change.

She loves her family so very much.

—

Unfortunately, Ouyang Jiangnu’s time estimates are way off. By the time three rolls around, Mo Xuanyu and Qin Su are still stuffing leaves into brown paper bags. They only learn it’s three because Zhao Zhiruo arrives.

“Uh, hello?”

Qin Su’s head whips up. She stares, confused, at her date.

Zhao Zhiruo is popular for a reason. She comes from old money, and it’s evident in her choice of clothing. She’s wearing a designer fall coat, white and pristine, that likely costs about as much as Qin Su’s entire wardrobe.

“Zhao Zhiruo!” Qin Su laughs, and hopes there aren’t any leaves stuck in her hair. “I haven’t forgotten about our date! I just... wanted to take care of some chores, and I lost track of time!”

“It’s okay,” Zhao Zhiruo says. She looks from Qin Su to the leaf pile at her feet. “Are you... almost done?”

Mo Xuanyu jumps forward to rescue Qin Su. “Go and get dressed for your date,” he tells her, “I’ll finish up here.” Then he turns to Zhao Zhiruo and waves sheepishly.

Though they’re all regular members of the GSA meetings, Mo Xuanyu continues to be intimidated by Zhao Zhiruo.

“Right,” Qin Su says, “Thanks, Yu-er! Zhiruo, I’ll be right back!”

She rushes back inside, heart beating wildly. She can only imagine what she looks like. When she gets to her bedroom mirror, her fears are confirmed. Her face is smudged with dirt, and there are multiple leaves sticking out of her hair.

Qin Su smacks her forehead, and prays that Zhao Zhiruo won’t hold any of this against her.

—

Both girls are quiet as they take the shortcut through the park. Qin Su is in her own head, berating herself for already setting a bad first impression.

But when Zhao Zhiruo speaks up, her first words are, “I’m sorry.”

“Huh?” Qin Su looks to her. “For what?”

Zhao Zhiruo fidgets, wringing her fingers together through her gloves. “For being rude... asking you if you were ‘almost done’.”

“Oh.” Qin Su thinks it over, and decides, “I didn’t think you were being rude.”

Zhao Zhiruo gives a small, hesitant smile. “That’s good,” she says, “Sometimes, when I talk, I come across as rude. I have a mean-sounding voice.”

“I don’t think so!” Qin Su is appalled. Who would dare say such a thing to Zhao Zhiruo?

“You don’t?” Zhao Zhiruo blinks, clearly surprised.

“Not at all! And anyone who’s ever told you that is the real meanie!” Qin Su flushes at her choice of insult. But it’s too late to take it back now. “I think you have a lovely voice.”

The other girl blushes, too. “I wish I had a voice like yours,” Zhao Zhiruo confesses, “It’s bubbly, and sweet. Everyone knows you’re friendly just by talking to you.”

“Well, thank you!” In truth, many people find Qin Su’s voice annoying, especially her laugh. It’s too shrill, they say. Qin Su is pleased as punch that Zhao Zhiruo apparently begs to differ. “But you should really appreciate your own voice more. It’s very charming.”

“You don’t think it’s too deep?” Zhao Zhiruo asks, unconvinced, “People say I sound like I’m always being sarcastic.”

Qin Su thinks that over. “Well, you are sarcastic an awful lot,” she admits, “but I can tell when you’re joking, and when you’re being sincere.”

“Oh? How can you tell?”

Qin Su thinks even harder. “I don’t know,” she admits, “It just sounds different.”

Zhao Zhiruo finally relaxes. “I guess I’ll just take your word for it,” she says, and begins skipping a little with each step. She looks up towards the sky and gives a pleased hum. “Autumn leaves are so beautiful,” she says suddenly, “Too bad it’s so cold, or it’d be my favorite season.”

“If it wasn’t be cold, it wouldn’t be fall,” Qin Su points out, “I like it! Fall is my favorite season. Yours?”

“Mine’s summer,” Zhao Zhiruo replies. She kicks at a collection of leaves on the paved pathway. “But fall is good, too. I know it makes me a basic bitch, but I like all the pumpkin spice flavored stuff.”

Qin Su laughs. “Yeah, me too! But sometimes things are popular for a reason.” Like you, she thinks.

“Hmm, yeah, I suppose you’re right.”

After that, conversation comes more easily to them. They enjoy the scenery, and talk about their favorite things. Qin Su gushes about horses and cats. Zhao Zhiruo tries to explain all the convoluted love triangles going on in her favorite TV dramas. Even before they get to the theater, they start holding hands— for warmth, Zhao Zhiruo insists.

Qin Su smiles the entire time. Admittedly, she’s a bit naive about romance... but she feels like she’s experiencing the start of something very special.

#asks #chi-zi #mo dao zu shi #qin su x oc #qin su #drabbles #mdzs modern au #leigh’s writing

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butter-egg-toast · 5 years

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Living with them headcaons part 3

Long post be prepared

How organized:

Unorganized

Organize

Both

How they sleep

Normal sleeper

Wild sleeper

Light sleeper

Heavy sleeper

Snores

Doesn't snores

How they wake up

Early bird

Late bird

How they cook.

Bad cook

Ok cook

Good cook

Amazing cook

Other Headcoans

Home life

Love making aka sex life

Etc

Asahi How organized:

Both.

You have to keep reminding him to pick up his clothes.

🌟"Huh oh sorry I forgot"-Asahi

You mostly do the laundry but sometimes he would do it

How do they sleep:

Wild sleeper.

He doesn't snores

You'll wake up in the middle of the night to his leg over you.

Or ever on accidentally kicking you

🌟" Oh.. I did that.. I'm sorry"-Asahi

How they wake up:

Takes a few minutes to wake him up.

He's one of those people that tell you he's not sleep, but falls right back to sleep after you leave

🌟"Alirght I'm up....>goes back to sleep<"-Asahi.

Usually you're the first one to wake up

🌟"huh,...morning already...give me 5 more mintues"-Asahi

He walks in sweatpants and no shirt around the house.

🌟It's soo hot"-Asahi

How they cook:

Ok cook

He learned for his Sister and mom but he still have trouble. So you do most of the cooking.

He's usually the one that buys groceries for home and for the cafe

🌟"I can help if you want"-Asahi

🌟"woah this is delicious can I get another bowl?"-Asahi

He LOVES anything with meat

He refuse to eat broccoli

🌟"why?..because its so bland and flavorless"-Asahi

Other Headcoans:

You both love going to new places; try and keep up with him

🌟 "woah there's this new restaurant downtown, let's go"-Asahi

you help him with his homework Alot

You and him helps at the cafe on busy days.

When he is in the mood you'll ask you up front. He's a blunt guy so he has no problem telling you how he feels.

🌟"hey...can we.. have sex today?"-Asahi

Ikuya: How organized:

Really organized prefer keeping things tidy and clean.

He'll sometimes scold you for not cleaning

He prefers to do the laundry.

🌟"wash the dish after you use it (y/n)"-Ikuya

How do the sleep:

Expect him to wake up in the middle of night to go for a jog to clear his mind.

🌟" I'm going for a walk"-Ikuya (he did that in s3)

Sometime in bed you both would just stare at each other.

🌟"You have really beautiful eyes"-Ikuya

normal light sleeper, who doesnt snores

loves it when stroke his hair while laying down

Sometimes when he can't sleep he'll talk to you.

🌟"Have you every wonder what it would be like, if we on a different planet"-Ikuya

Tends to over think in bed, thus making it hard for him sleep.

How they wake up:

Early bird.

He wakes you up.

🌟"No use making those sounds, come on get up"-Ikuya

he likes it when you cook

seems like the type to tell you about his dreams from the other night

🌟"i had this odd dream about you last night"-Ikuya

🌟"It was so weird..you were a giant donut"-Ikuya

He Likes western breakfasts: Egg, Pancakes, sausages, orange juice and hashbrowns

How they cook:

He is a picky eater,

When at the gorcery store shopping, he would put stuff in the cart

🌟"we never had this before"-Ikuya

You do all the cooking

🌟"this looks good..hope it taste good"-Ikuya

🌟"this tastes different, what's in it?"-Ikuya

🌟"thanks for the meal" -Ikuya

Other Headcoans

movie night

Spending moments together in silence.(sitting on the couch watching a movie or eating a quiet dinner)

when he's in the mood he'll kiss you a lot more and even a little your thighs rub if Your sitting down

🌟"Your thighs are so soft and squishy"-Ikuya

he'll come up behide you and kiss your ears

Natsuya How organized:

Both

Tends to leave his towle on the bathroom floor.

Tends to misplace things but he would eventually find it.

🌟"Where did I put my keys"-Natsuya

🌟"Oh that goes here?"-Natsuya

How do they sleep:

Heavy and a normal sleeper

he doesn't snore

he likes to rest his head on your lap when sitting

Seems like he would sleep with no shirt on.

🌟"It's boring if you sleep...stay up a while with me"-Natsuya

How they wake up:

Early bird, but it depends if he doesnt have a hang over.

🌟"Ugh...That was night"-Natsuya

Walks in his underwear so after a shower .

🌟"what? Enjoying the view"-Natsuya

You make breakfast.

🌟" * sips beer* Ahh that's good..want some?"-Natsuya

How they cook:

He can be a picky eater(like Ikuya) at times but he's trying to work on it. He's not a fan of mushrooms.

He loves to eat Fried chicken, curry, meatball and rolled Omelettes

🌟"woah you made all of this for me?"-Natsuya

ok cook

He knows how to cook but you have to guide him through some steps.

Mosty likey to eat all of the food

🌟"yeeeaah sorry I drank all the milk, I'll go buy some"-Natsuya

Tends to forget certain food

🌟" I knew I was missing something. Sorry I'll go back and buy it"-Natsuya

On some days you two would go out to eat for Breakfast,Lunch and Dinner

🌟"lets go get some breakfast."-Natsuya

Other Headcoans

when he is the mood he tends to fidgets around.

Extra touchy more flirtatious

🌟"Damn...that dress looks good on"-Natsuya

🌟"Come here *patting his lap*-Natsuya

he loves to watch sports, especially loves it when you watch it with him.

He tells you facts about the players on the field.

A least 2 packs of beers in the refrigerator.

Some nights he like drinking at home with you.

Nao:How organized:

Organize

Does the laundry himself

Does the dishes.

He thinks a clean the enviroment is a healthy environment

How do the sleep:

Light sleeper doesn't snores

He's one of those people who soon as he lays down he'll doze right off

🌟" Is everything okay? You can't sleep? Come here"-Nao

How they wake up:

Early bird

He has morning lectures

🌟"Rise up its morning, we have a busy schedule today"-Nao

🌟"Wake up the weather is really nice outside today"-Nao

How they cook:

Amazing cook.

He loves spicy food.

He will eat anything you cook as long as it's not bitter

🌟"If it's too spicy for you, then I can eat it"-Nao

🌟"what would you like to eat?"-Nao

Other Headcoans

🌟"Lets go out tonight".-Nao

Both of you care for his tropical fish

🌟"I thinking about getting a new fish"-Nao

he has a job so he makes the money (unless you have one)

When he is in the mood he's pretty blunt and straightforward telling you he wants some love.

🌟" Hey since we're not busy today can we have sex?"-Nao

Hiyori:How organized:

Very organize.

Just like Ikuya he wants a clean and tidy house.

You both do the chores together

How do the sleep:

light sleeper who snores a little.

He's the type to sleep with a lot of pillows

🌟"They are comfortable to be around plus I like the back support"-Hiyori

How they wake up:

early bird

🌟"I made some coffee"-Hiyori

he wakes up you

🌟" time to get up!"-Hiyori

🌟"Come on now, we don't want to miss the bus"-Hiyori.

🌟"Eh? Thats you're problem for staying up"-Hiyori

How they cook:

good cook

He prefers to do all the cooking.

He likes coffee and egg dishes

🌟"This omelette looks awesome"-Hiyori

🌟"Just sit down and relax, I got this"-Hiyori

Other Headcoans

cafe hoping

He gets sassy with you sometimes.

🌟"Your friends don't think I'm nice? Well that's their problem not mine"-Hiyori

if he see a new cafe you two would most differently would go

🌟"I really love how this coffee is brew, its rich in taste"-Hiyori

when he is in the mood he would complement you more.

if you two are on the couch he would put his arm around you.

🌟" You look lovey today"-Hiyori

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