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nohoney · 2 years

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When Bakugou returns from the gym and steps inside the apartment he shares with you, he smells the aroma one of his favorite takeout place and walks towards the kitchen after removing his gym shoes. There on the kitchen table are two styrofoam boxes that he sees are bulging from being packed inside with food. The old couple that runs the little eatery always serves extra portions whenever he walks in and the treatment is no different when you order from that place as well. He even sees a little paper bag of egg rolls too with the little side of sauce already pulled out to the side.

You bought lunch for him, which surprises Bakugou considering you and him had an argument last night.

He knows that it was a dumb argument that happened last night, something about car keys or maybe it was about the car itself. He’s not sure, Bakugou just remembers that it had something to do with the car and it ended with you sleeping with your back towards him. Naturally since you chose not to speak to him, he chose to also not to speak to you which was an issue the relationship was still learning to deal with. You and him both knew it wasn’t healthy to deal with your problems in that way.

The usual routine is that there would be silence for three days so the two of you are skirting around one another for a bit until either one of you present the olive branch to the other; the person’s favorite takeout food.

This is the first that you’ve reached out so soon to make amends, especially in the span of less than 24 hours.

Bakugou thinks that maybe that’s some good progress.

You come out from the bedroom dressed in your lounging shorts and your favorite big t-shirt (his shirt) and immediately go to him. Obviously he came from the gym so you stop just right in front of him and he sees how you move in that familiar motion to give him a kiss.

He meets you in the middle with a quick peck.

“‘M sorry baby, don’t wanna fight with you.” You tell him as you help slip off the strap to his gym bag on his shoulder and set it to the side in the hallway.

He gives his own apology, “Me too, I’m sorry for not listening to you yesterday.”

Just a simple apology is what’s needed to amend the little spat. If Bakugou hadn’t just returned from the gym then he would have given you a hug and rubbed his hand along your back to comfort you. But that has to wait until after he’s showered and after he’s had lunch. He had a nice long session at the gym and now he’s ready to replenish the calories he burned from weight lifting today.

You and him sit down, but you make sure to inspect the containers inside first before pushing his box towards him. Your orders are almost identical except you tend to get an extra side of veggies or crab rangoons sometimes depending on your mood. Bakugou’s order is always the same thing every single time though; half fried rice and chow mein, sautéed vegetables, and broccoli beef.

“Thank you baby, I appreciate it.” He tells you, nudging his foot against yours underneath the table.

Bakugou is famished.

He’s looking forward to food.

He’s happy that you and him made up.

He opens the lid to his styrofoam container and…

He can’t believe you.

“What the fuck?”

You look up at him, already having taken a forkful of your food and are busy chewing it. It’s not polite to talk with your mouthful but on the rare occasion you do, you put a hand over your mouth for a bit of privacy and also to be courteous so that no one sees you talk while you chew. So you do so and ask Bakugou, “What is it baby? It’s your favorites.”

“Yeah I can see that but why,” Bakugou flips the box in your direction so that you can see his food, “are all the tops of the broccoli fucking gone?!”

True to what he says, the green little vegetable tops are not attached to the stalk of it.

You swallow your food after a thorough chewing and nonchalantly say, “I didn’t want you to have them.”

“What the fuck? Why?!” Bakugou asks, unbelieving of this level of pettiness coming from you!

“Because I’m still mad at you, but I also didn’t want us to fight anymore. So there.” You inform your boyfriend as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Eat Katsuki.”

Bakugou inspects the broccoli stalks and sees the ridges of teeth marks on it so you didn’t even bother to take them out individually and cut off the florets with a knife. You literally just bit off the tops and put the stalks back in his food. But the question begs where exactly did the best part of the vegetable go?

You answer his silent question by lifting your fork and see a little broccoli floret speared through the prongs.

And you eat it in front of him.

This could be something to have another minor argument over.

Why would you get food as a means of making up if you were only going to spite him anyway? Why do something as petty as bite off broccoli heads when you know he enjoys the crunch of them? Why even bother apologizing when you just told him that you were still a little mad?

But Bakugou also realizes that you are still trying to make up with him and that you just added one slight jab to him, nothing that actually hurts his pride whatsoever. It’s barely an inconvenience, just a little blip is what it is as you eat another floret and wait for him to say something.

I’m making up with you but also letting you know that I’m still a little mad.

He decides that it’s okay and to let this be for what it is overall; an attempt to make up. This can just be a funny story later on that you tell your friends and it will be at his expense but not by much.

So Bakugou just merely picks up his utensils and tells you, “Thank you for getting lunch baby.”

You smile at him before extending your fork out towards him, a broccoli floret at the end of it and offered to him.

Maybe it’s not a huge milestone in how the two of you make up after a fight, but it’s an improvement nonetheless.

-i did in fact actually do this to my ex one time and we actually still laugh about it when it comes up

#bakugou katsuki x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bnha x reader

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keeksandgigz · 5 months

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thinking of eddie helping you braid your hair when you’re getting ready to spend the night

made this about eddie and witchy because i cannot stop thinking about them- this is also for the anon who said they can't stop reading it (thank u hehehe)

fluffy fluff below the cut, witchy being jealous and thinking of hexing his exes <3

He had to drag you into his apartment.

In a hilarious turn of events, due to some kind of San Francisco strike, all metro routes were suspended and there was no way you were going to walk in heeled boots all the way to Twin Peaks.

"Why call an Uber, baby? You can literally come upstairs at mine" Eddie says, watching you huff as you read over the e-mail about the strike.

"No Eddie you don't understand. I need to be home. I have a whole ritual! And silk pillowcases! Why can't you just drive me?" you whine, hoping he'll fold to your requests like he always does.

He grabs you by the shoulders, giving you a tender look.

"Because, my lovely witchy, metro routes being down means there will be absolute pandemonium in the streets. And I'm not trying to stay fifteen minutes stuck in downhill traffic" he laughs as you follow him around the store.

He's still working, you got off an hour before and after walking around the vintage stores for an hour there wasn't much else to do. It's just him in the record shop, working the closing shift. You follow him around trying to convince him to drive you back as he puts back the vinyls in the milk crates, folds band t- shirts, and rearranges patches in the display case.

"C'mon, witchy, just go up. I have Chinese takeout from last night or spaghetti if you wanna cook, I'll stop by the hair place across the block to get you a silk pillowcase. Promise" he says, leaning over the counter to kiss your forehead he opens up the cash till.

"But Ed-" you whine, you've never slept outside of your apartment before.

"No buts, I'm sorry witchy. Now get your cute butt out of here, I've got money out" he says, puckering his lips, ready for a kiss.

You lean over the counter and give him a quick kiss before he hands you the keys to his apartment.

"Don't forget to call Lorraine to get her to feed Circe!" he exclaims before you're out the door. You roll your eyes, of course you'll call Lorraine, your neighbor, if Lorraine existed.

But he doesn't have to know you can feed Circe with a snap of your finger whenever you forget to leave food out in the morning.

So you groan and you go through the backdoor of the store to reach the small, dingy courtyard of his apartment. Second floor, apartment 5C.

This building is so old it doesn't even have an elevator. You reach the door and open it, the rattle of keys falling over the counter is the only sound that can be heard, along with the clack of the short heels of your boots.

You take your shoes off and go through his fridge. Day- old Chinese takeout, a carton of eggs and milk. Three cans of Sierra Nevada, a half- drunk bottle of Coke Zero. You open his freezer.

Honey walnut shrimp and fried rice from Trader Joe's, a bottle of vodka, and a tub of ice cream from the last time you were craving it.

You roll your eyes and pick up the phone.

"Hey Ed, you have jack shit in your fridge. Can you stop by the Greek place down the block? I’ll have a gyro with chicken and falafel on the side” you request, hearing his groan at another chore he has to do post closing.

“Baby the Chinese food in the fridge is pretty good, it’s from the place we always go to” he’s not very convincing, but he’s tired and now lost count of the cash he was counting.

“‘kay i’ll put an online order for it so you just have to go pick it up, sound good?” you ignore him.

“Ugh fine but I better get, like, the biggest kiss in return.“ he groans, but it’s true. He is a weak, weak man when it comes to you. “Get me the pita wrap with lamb and fries, and lemme also get seasoned fries on the side. Thank you witchy, love you gotta go” he says, hanging up the phone.

So you order the food and then sneak in Eddie's bedroom to change into something comfortable. Getting rid of that fine line when clothes felt too much like clothes, the stitching pressing into your skin, the cuffs of your sweater feeling a bit too tight against your wrists, your jeans too tight on your legs.

So you venture in his closet and steal a pair of sweats and a ratty black t- shirt. One of his many. You go to the bathroom and notice there's no mirror. This dude.

So you tie your hair away from your face and use the nice face wash you got him- which you're sure he rarely uses- and wipe the makeup off your face. You go look for a clean towel, 'cause God knows you will not be wiping your face with the hand towel sitting on the rod on the wall.

After your face is clean you plop yourself on the couch and watch TV to pass the time.

Thirty- odd minutes later a rattling of keys startles you. Eddie walks through the door with his arms full of plastic bags. He places them on the counter.

"Hey witchy, I see you've made yourself at home?" he says, as you walk towards him and bury yourself in his arms. At least he smelled nice.

"Hmmm missed you, Ed" you mutter against the fabric of his t- shirt.

"You missed me?" you give a little nod, followed by a hum. His heart beats a bit faster, it's nice knowing you think of him when he's away.

"Aw, witchy. I missed you too, are you hungry?" he says, giving you a sweet kiss on the head as he detaches from your grip and reaches for the bag with the food, taking out the boxes.

"Also stopped by the hair place, got you that silk pillowcase and some shampoo and conditioner to keep here. Doubt you'll wanna use my three in one shit" he snickers, and you blush timidly. He's not sweet in the way that he'll kiss you in the middle of the street, but he is for sure sweet in the way he thinks about you an embarrassing amount of times a day.

"Thanks Ed, you didn't have to do that" you say, and he blushes, the boy tinges himself pink because you appreciate him.

"Y'know, anything for you" he says, giving you a kiss on the forehead as he brings the takeout boxes to the coffee table.

You follow him and plop down on the couch "I was watching 'Sex and the City' while you were gone" you explain, biting into your gyro.

"Was Samantha being her usual crazy self?" he doesn't even know who Samantha is, but he thinks it's funny to ask you every time. You giggle as he puts on a random show for you to watch.

After an episode Eddie stands up and stretches.

"I'm beat, I think it's time for bed" he says "c'mon, witchy"

You rise from the couch and follow him into the master bathroom.

“I have a toothbrush here for you, I kinda uh-“ from his tone you can tell he’s embarrassed “I got one for here the first time you came over, in case you ever, y’know, wanted to sleep over” he says sheepishly, while you wrap your arms around him.

He offers it to you, it’s pink. Your favorite color.

“Aw, Ed. You’re so sweet, thank you” you say and you swear you can see him blush as you place a delicate kiss on his warming cheek.

This slice of domesticity taken away from the mystic vibe of your apartment really makes you wonder. It makes you think about a normal life, with him.

The way he washes his face like a madman (without face wash), letting the water wet his bangs instead of pulling his hair back, the way he ties his hair up before brushing his teeth.

You take the toothbrush out of your mouth "Ah shtill don' undestand why you don' have a mirrah" you sputter, mouth full as you spit the toothpaste in the sink.

"Why I don't have a mirror? Previous tenant broke it and my asshole landlord still won't fix it" he says, taking off his shirt. Your eyes linger on the lines of his back a little too long, bordering the line between looking and staring.

So you turn around and you try to braid your hair without a mirror, but to no avail, every strand seems to be three different sizes.

You groan in frustration as Eddie approaches you.

"Lemme help, witchy" he says, standing behind you and tending an arm out for a hair tie.

He divides the hair into three strands. Your hair is so soft between his fingers.

He wishes he could stall so that he could caress it for longer, but an impatient yawn escapes your mouth as his hands deftly get to work. Over, under, over, under-

"Where did you learn to braid hair?" you ask, feeling the way he softly holds each strand, making sure he's not pulling at your scalp. You don't see him, but a smile forms around his tongue, peeking out of his lips in concentration. Over, under.

"I had girlfriends before you, witchy. They taught me to braid my own hair" he chuckles, as you try to tune out the word girlfriends. Under, over, under.

He can see a pout form on your lips, he smiles.

"Why'd you need to braid your hair?" you huff, thinking of going on a spiraling rampage and hexing every one of his exes. Over.

"Well" he begins "one time, an ex braided my hair and it came out super curly, so I wanted to try it myself. Turns out it needs to stay in the braid for a while for that to happen" he shrugs.

Under, over, tie.

"All done," he announces, placing a kiss on the crown of your head.

"Thanks, Ed" you examine the braid, flinging it over your shoulder "looks really nice" you say, and give him a small kiss at the corner of his mouth.

He gets himself into bed. His bed is oddly comfortable and his sheets smell of laundry detergent.

"I might have been washing my sheets every other day in case you wanted to sleep over" he confesses, blushing, as he lifts his arm, opening the warmth of his chest to you.

"You" you give him a kiss "are literally" another kiss "the sweetest guy" another kiss "in the history of always" last kiss.

He gets flustered when you call him sweet, because under the hardening exterior of black chains and shirts with exploding heads and hooded skeletal figures, there's just a sweet guy who loves you and wants you to like him for being himself.

"Just want you to, you know, have a good experience with me" he says, caressing your head.

"You get an 11/10 Yelp rating, can't recommend to anyone, though. You seem to be preoccupied with a really cool girl, and it seems it's going to go on forever" you giggle, as he smiles and gives you a kiss.

"Go to sleep, cool girl. Goodnight, love you" he says, before turning off his lights.

"Goodnight, Ed" you say, turning over so he can spoon you.

"You have to say it back" he whispers in the quiet of the dark room.

"Right, sorry. I love you too, Ed" you correct yourself and close your eyes, falling into one of the best sleeps you've ever had in your life.

The morning after, Eddie wakes up to his landlord bringing in a new mirror, his hair extra curled and all his exes blocked on his social media. But he doesn't have to know about that last one.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fan fiction #eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson x witchy!reader #modern!eddie x witchy!reader #modern!eddie munson #stranger things fan fiction #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things au #eddie munson au #eddie munson blurb

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sethsclearwater · 8 months

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Blurb: where Leah likes to hold your hands in hers "to compare sizes" but really she's just imagining what your hand would look like with a ring on it.

i love her sm🥺

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"leah," you giggled as she took your hand into her own, threading your fingers together, "y'know we really should be going over to emily's," you said softly, smiling when you saw the way she was admiring how well your hands fit together.

the two of you had been cuddled up on your couch all afternoon watching movies and were planning on heading over to emily and sam's that night for a bonfire.

she just let out a soft laugh and pressed a quick kiss to your shoulder, "i don't think we're exactly gonna be punished for being late," she mused teasingly, pulling you closer to her which had you laughing.

"what exactly are you suggesting?" you asked teasingly as you rolled over in her arms so you could be facing her, peeking up at your imprinter.

she offered your hand a soft squeeze, "i really don't think we need to be there tonight," she responded, both of you attempting to hide your smiles from one another but failed miserably as you both burst into a fit of laughter over her proposition.

"i'm serious!" she exclaimed, pulling you closer to her for a tight hug, "really don't feel like it," she added, loosening her grip on you a bit so you could get some much needed air.

you pretended to ponder her proposition for a moment, already knowing your answer long before you vocalized it, "i suppose that'd be alright," you mused, immediately giggling when she slid her free hand up to cup at your jaw and pull you in for a soft kiss.

"let's stay here then," she murmured when she parted her lips from yours to allow you to catch your breath, both of you unable to contain your smiles over the change of plans for the night.

you nodded, smiling when you noticed her attention drifting back down to your intertwined fingers, "why do you keep doing that?" you asked softly after a moment, offering her a smile when she looked back up at you.

"no reason," she mused teasingly, the comment having you giggling again, "can we figure out what we're getting for dinner tonight?" she asked, quickly changing the subject which had you laughing yet again.

ever since leah and you had talked about the possibility of marriage a few months back, she couldn't stop staring at your hands, always loving the thought of both of you wearing engagement and then wedding rings from eachother.

you rolled your eyes, nodding, "can we get chinese food?" you asked hopefully, smiling when she quickly nodded, a smile on her face as well that had you so happy to know you two were on the same page as usual.

"fried rice and egg rolls?" she asked teasingly as she grabbed her phone to place an order, both of you laughing when you hummed in agreement, "do you wanna get a new movie on while i call them?" she asked softly as she got up, heading into the kitchen to place the order when you nodded.

you were quick to grab the remote and find a movie you knew the both of you would like while she placed your takeout order and texted the rest of the pack to let them know the two of you wouldn't be coming tonight and would instead be spending some much needed quality time with each other.

#leah clearwater #leah clearwater imagine #leah clearwater blurb #leah clearwater fluff #twilight #the twilight saga #twilight imagine #twilight fluff #twilight wolves #twilight wolfpack #twilight wolves imagine #imagine #blurb #fluff #fem!reader x leah clearwater #leah clearwater x reader

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chuuyanakaharalegalwife · 6 months

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Negotiation (Dazai x Reader)

Pushing the chubby Dazai agenda, he's so cute! Look at his little belly, im gonna cry it's so cute!! Missing him terribly.

In which we bribe him with affection and feed him

Read my other dazai oneshots here & here This has been in my draft for soo long, but I got a job and forgot about it. Happy late Diwali!

Bye now - Mars ♡

Out of everything you saw yourself doing this year, dating an overdramatic enigmatic manchild who whines like a baby was not one of them.

How did you get here? You started officially dating Dazai a few months ago, you two were exclusive. Before that you probably fooled around for a year, flirting here and there, and going on dates, random hook ups but somewhere along the way, you fell for each other. Hard.

It did have a trial and error period and you did have to set some firm boundaries, because as much as fooling around with him was fun, you craved the security of knowing this wasn’t some meaningless fling to him.

Fast forward to being exclusive with Dazai, he’s an amazing partner. His genius brain is quick to pick up on even the smallest changes and he reads you like an open book. He’s affectionate and he always finds money, granted never his own, to spend on you. He’s great in bed and he’s sweet with words. The list goes on. He’s almost perfect.

However, he’s not the best at opening up, he can talk your ear off without revealing a single thing about his mind. His heart. He also tends to neglect himself very much, at first you thought it was just temporary work stress but even when he’s away from work he does it.

At first you noticed how he only puts in efforts when you’re around, and the longer your relationship went on, the less effort he made. The biggest issue you have is how he so carelessly skips meals. It makes you angry but after some thoughts and rants to your cat, you’ve decided to bribe him.

You wanted to be subtle about it but honestly, he probably already picked up on it. You’re convinced he just allows you to do what you want.

You started off small and your plan was to gradually build him up to regular meals.

The first time you did it, it was as simple as feeding him a bite from your snack. A simple yogurt bowl with fruits and a “Mm, try this, it’s good” and stuffing his mouth with a spoonful of yogurt and berries.

That became a regular habit you did, giving him small bites of your snacks whether that be protein bars, cookies, chocolates. This then transferred into your meals, purposefully adding more to your plate so you can whine about not finishing it and offering the rest to him so he can.

That didn’t last long, he quickly caught on your little act and urge you to feed it to your cat instead.

Then the brilliant idea of bribing him with kisses and affection to eat came about. It started with an argument and then you two not speaking for two days. Angry as you were, you decided to deny him of your hugs and you two slept with you backs to each other, you slept at least. Dazai stayed up and drank his feelings. The second night he didn’t even come home, God knows where he were.

The third day you two resolved your little conflict and with some probing, sweet words, kissing and negotiation you got Dazai to eat at least one full meal a day.

You both agreed on that. Baby steps, one meal a day, it’s better than drinking alcohol and eating tinned crab almost every day.

Right now, you were both on the couch, you on his lap with his arms lazily slung around you. You had a small bowl of rice and stir-fried vegetables along with some eggs.

You held the chopsticks up to his lips and looks at him in his eyes, “Please” you looked down at his lips, “For me” you watched as he hesitantly opened his mouth and took the food and chewed and swallowed.

Placing a kiss on his forehead you praised him for his first bite.

Then you repeated that until the bowl of food was almost finished, feeding him, kissing him, praising him.

After he managed to finish, you placed the bowl down and caress his cheeks, “You did so good, m’proud” you mumbled and kisses him. Your hands cupped his face, lips brushing against his cheeks, the tip of his nose, the crease of his brows, his temple, his jawline. Just anywhere your lips found, you placed sweet kisses.

He smiled and you felt like you’d melt away and fall off the couch if it weren’t for his arms around you. “Thank you, Bella” He mumbles quietly, and you can’t help but capture his lips in another sweet kiss. You feel his hands squeeze your waist, pulling you closer to him as he desperately returns your kiss.

He pulls away from you, his brows furrowed, and he belched and it catches you off guard. Dazai looks at you, awaiting your reaction and when he saw your smile and heard a little giggle, it triggered his own smile.

“I really am proud of you, Osamu”

#marswrites #dazai osamu #dazai fluff #bsd dazai #bsd x reader #dazai x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs #bsd fluff #eat your veggies #food is good #chubbydazaiagenda

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hotcheetohatredwastaken · 5 months

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what do you think the chains favorite breakfast foods are (if they eat breakfast)

I WAS HALFWAY THROUGH ANSWERING THIS AND MY PHONE DIED AND DELETED EVERYTHING I HAD WRITTEN, DEATH AND SORROW AND DESPAIR.

Okay I'm good now.

ANYWAYS, I split you ask into two sections: first, their favorite food ever if they can get their hands on it, the second what they like to eat on the road. And then a final unhinged rant at the bottom about the one thing about teenage boys/young men and their food that I'll never understand: Bacon.

Legend--I have a feeling that he likes sweets. Specifically, waffles with whipped cream and berries. They're a little burnt, but Ravio made them for him, so he'll pretend he doesn't notice (and grows to like them better that way). On the road, he'll go for coffee/tea (he's not picky) if one of the others make it, or nothing at all.

Hyrule--does he have a favorite breakfast food? Food isn't very stable where he comes from--Legend and Wild would spoil him so much in regard of expanding his palate. But I imagine that something like a fried mixture of beef/sausage, vegetables, and a starch (perhaps an even poorer version of an already poor person food Shepherd's Pie, perhaps? it could be a breakfast food) would be a sort of filling, tasty, and easy to procure/make/preserve food that he'd like. On that note, I would say something simple, easy to get and preserve, and hardy would be his go to breakfast on the road--maybe meat jerky.

Wild--Also a sweets person. Fruit cake, cinnamon rolls, frosted cupcakes, basically all the little delicacies he could get at a dumb party 100 years ago, he ain't picky, it's for breakfast and it's fueling a day long sugar high. On the road he, unlike the other Links, can be pretty creative with his breakfasts, and he likes his spice as well. So, I think he'd like Meaty rice balls.

Four--direct this question to someone else please. He has four voices in his head fighting to answer right now, and none of them agree. I surely dont know if he doesn't.

Time--Pancakes and farm-fresh scrambled eggs and toast with jam. Malon makes it for him. What can I say. On the road he is a habitual coffee drinker, he wouldn't be functioning in the mornings without it. But he'll also take a poached egg if he has the time (heh).

Warrior--unlike Time who is a habitual coffee drinker, he is a coffee connoisseur. He likes the breakfasts they serve at the castle--a lot of meats and fruits, expensive, and on top of it all, well plated. Not to say that he can't eat simply--he was in a war, mind you--just that he prefers not to. On the road, he strikes me as the kind that would drink those tasteless quick oats (y'know you just add water, shake and go?) and also be very vocal about much time (heh) it's saving him (being none). I don't know what the Hyrule equivalent of those are.

Twilight--our favorite country boy. I think he likes a true southern breakfast. Ham and pan-fried potatoes and eggs over-easy, with a side of cheesy grits and sausage biscuits and gravy like Uli used to make for him (I HC this man has a black hole of a stomach, out of all the Links). On the road he'll inhale a boiled egg or two (salted and peppered if he's feeling fancy) that Wild made for him. I also head canon that Twilight likes tea with an intensity. And not only sweet tea, but like, ALL of the teas. He gets obsessive. I literally have in my detail/subplot tracking documents for BDOR the following entry underneath chapter 8--Tea: "Twilight’s cure to Wild’s voice is tea. His cure to life’s woes is tea."

Wind--whatever his grandma is making, probably with seafood involved. I've had a crab-spinach-egg casserole for breakfast before, it was good, so I'll give him that. On the road, I can see him packing a lot of bread and some meat (dried fish if he can get it).

Sky--This guy honestly has me stumped. Do those on Skyloft eat Loftwing eggs, or are they considered taboo? They have a lot of pumpkins around--do they incorporate them into their meals?@needfantasticstories you know a lot of Skyward Sword lore, bequeath me your wisdom. Anyways on the road he's a meat and bread person like Wind. Practical.

Now, for my rant about young men and their food quirks:

Bacon. Bacon, as I have witnessed, drives the most reasonable of men insane.

I just a few things to say about this. I have younger brothers, and I born witness to many male sleepover parties. I--as the resident nasty fe-male XD--have been (forced) to cook for them in the mornings. Set a pile of bacon in front of them (or really any meat, but I have found that bacon has the strongest affect) and they turn into WOLVES. They start to crowd around and stare as soon as they begin to smell it (which hey, give me space in the kitchen, please!), snatch it up before the grease even cools, and then retreat into their separate corners of the living room/kitchen and scarf it down, all while avoiding eye contact and projecting just how much they don't care about the bacon they're eating (perhaps so one of the others don't take notice and try to steal it). There's an odd little ritual/rules to the thing, too: for example, it's frowned upon to take more than three or four pieces at a time, there has to be enough for everyone, obviously; but if you finish a second and third serving before some poor sod stumbles in and gets himself a piece--why that is acceptable, even encouraged. But at all times, you could feel them watching each other, judging whether each person had taken acceptable amounts. 6 at once, I have determined, is veritably considered too much, as I have watched an entire group of mid-late teenage boys chase another through the house and outside for this crime of greed. Another thing was the presence of literally any other edible food. If there was anything else--eggs, fruit, even something like a few slices of unbuttered toast or coffee or juice sitting out, this reaction was largely tempered--even if none of the boys took the other foods, they would take a meager one or two pieces of bacon and be satisfied, perhaps reassured that other food was present and their hope of a filling breakfast was not in vain. Most, at that point they would restrain themselves from eating anything (other than their bacon tax) and wait so that everyone could eat together. But the mad scramble that occurs when there is bacon and only bacon in the kitchen (even if other things are cooking, nearly done, and visible to them) is otherworldly.

I never saw it with anything else, not eggs, not fruit, not even sausage or any other breakfast food. And it must be noted that I was exempt from their little ritual of judgement--perhaps as the only woman, or perhaps as the cook, I was allowed to take as much bacon as I liked from the pile, once the initial wave had attacked and retreated with their bounty (and the strips of bacon had cooled enough that mortal human hands such as my own could pick them up). And while they behaved like beasts, I was always very politely thanked for making breakfast once it was over and the frenzy had abated.

Anyways, your ask got me thinking about Malon making a pile of bacon for the boys, activating the beforehand undiscovered "PANIC! BACON!" mode in their brains, and just being utterly confused as they turn into animals. Just the boys descend, and then a few shouts of "Thanks, Malon!" drift in on the wind as they scatter like racoons with treasure, leaving an empty plate spinning behind them.

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driver

“I’m not doing it.”

Hob grinned a bit–there’d been some gentle ribbing between them on the subject already, and he was happy to slip into the well-worn argument. The kids in question were away, anyway, it couldn’t do any harm. “Dream…come on, you know you’re more qualified than me for this. Besides, do you really want an ADHD-er to try to teach another ADHD-er to drive?”

“I don’t want to be in any vehicle either of our sons are operating. I would prefer they not drive at all, but I know that’s a foolish wish.” Dream swept passed, not bothering to take the pile of clothes he'd been folding. Hob stood and watched for a moment, dumbfounded. The reaction was bigger than he'd expected–he honestly thought the argument was all in fun. It wouldn't be the first playful disagreement they'd had over the kids as teenager-dom posed new challenges for them.

He started to follow behind, but stopped himself a few steps in. Dream was a very different person than Hob. For whatever reason, this had upset him, and Dream was the kind of person who preferred space when upset. Much as Hob wanted to just go and hug him, that simply wasn’t the best choice. So instead, he veered from the hallway and retreated to the kitchen, pulling out the leftover rice, a few eggs, pre-cooked chicken breast, and a few veggies from the fridge. Homemade fried rice was one of the first dishes Hob had cooked for Dream, and it was a favorite of theirs when a quick meal was needed. Tonight it wasn’t necessarily about the speed, though. He hoped it could be a comfort.

Dream didn’t emerge from the bedroom until dinner was ready, and when he did, he seemed…withdrawn. Hob held himself back from pushing, from asking immediately what the matter was. He could damn well guess, now that he’d had some time to reflect. What he remained unsure of–more importantly, really–was whether Dream would actually want to talk about it.

Dream held his silence.

Well. Hob was never one to disappoint a captive audience. He chattered on–about his day, about his students and their determination to win the little contest he’d set up to let them earn extra credit (find the crudest joke they could in a period piece of literature and deliver it properly when he least expected it. Today’s attempt included the ‘your mother’ joke from Titus Andronicus at the end of class, right as he was taking a sip of coffee. The three who’d done it were the front-runners, so far.), about how his journaling attempt was going (abysmally–it was Friday, and he had managed to actually use the fancy set up he’d spent over an hour setting up a grand total of once.), about anything that came to his mind.

It wasn’t until Hob was clearing away the dishes that Dream finally spoke. “...They’re growing up.” The words were quiet, Dream’s already low voice gaining just a bit of gravel, as it did when he had been crying recently. He was still sat at the table, shoulders pulling in and up. In that moment, Dream seemed to transform from a person into the sad, wet cat one just happened to find in a dumpster.

Hob just wanted to hug him, dammit. He took a breath and resisted, though–he knew Dream tended to actually dislike touch when he was upset, so he would wait until he asked for the contact. “Yeah. Not a fun realization, that one.”

“...I don’t want them to grow up.” He shook his head. “It was not too long ago Orpheus would sit in my lap and beg for story time. Now he’s going to drive. How far will he go from us once he is able?”

“Oh, dove…” Hob paused at the confession. God, he was familiar with that realization. Honestly, he’d been putting off looking at it head-on, himself. At least until he could schedule some time to watch brainless rom-coms with a pint of ice cream (yes, he had the coping methods of a teenage girl dealing with her first break-up, no, he would brook no judgment on that fact). “I get it. But we can’t stop them, you know that.” He sighed. “Look, I’ll teach them both how to drive–I was gonna, anyway, I know you don’t really like driving in the first place. We just…have to have a little faith that they’ll come back. They know they can come back, whenever they need to.”

Dream sighed, and looked up at Hob. “I…could do with a hug, now. If you are willing.”

And that was all the invitation Hob needed to drag Dream to the livingroom and settle them both in for a cuddle.

As it turned out, they needn’t have worried. Robyn was a natural at driving–he couldn’t engage in conversation while he was behind the wheel, but that was fine by Hob. And Orpheus was nervous enough about it that he didn’t end up getting his license right away–which was fine by Dream.

@domaystic All my fills will be cross posted to AO3

#Dreamling #dream x hob #slice of life #domaystic2024 #day 1 #my fic #house at pooh corner #orpheus sandman #orpheus is nonbinary

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teabutmakeitazure · 2 months

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Zuri's Declassified University Survival Guide

This is a post about survival tips in university (undergraduate), especially if you're an international student living alone in a different country in this circumstance. I will be adding onto this later on if there's something I want to add, so keep an eye out for update reblogs of this I guess.

General Tips:

it's okay to make mistakes. you are here to learn and grow. no one is perfect, especially in the first and second year of their studies. those are mandatory experimental years. you're not expected to get magically mature and perfect when you get to university (or college for you americans). be kind to yourself and analyse your mistakes instead of beating yourself over them.

don't bother too much about your wardrobe. just wear whatever's comfortable. you might think people care but no one does. more than half of the people at campus will be in sweats or pyjamas and if someone IS dressed up, they're probably arts kids or business majors and they're the ones with the least workload (yes i am dissing you guys I've seen your workloads stop lying).

put yourself in uncomfortable social situations. yes i said that. the only reason i somewhat learnt to make small talk and learnt to talk to strangers is because I go to every single social event that I can. it's not necessary to make friends in all of them. just talk to people, exchange contacts, laugh while the event lasts even if you never see them again. this is how you survive in the lonely dorm life. and if you make an actual good friend? amazing! it paid off. even if it didn't you'll probably network and build rapport and have acquaintances from different majors.

if you're an ethnic minority, don't be afraid. I cannot stress this enough. don't be afraid to be there and take up space. you are there because you deserve to be and qualified. sure, it sucks at times because a good amount of people won't interact with you because you're 'different' but the international students will and trust me they're the coolest bunch to be friends with (I have 0 such friends so far). most times you will have to take the initiative to talk and sometimes they won't respond or worse flat out ignore you but don't let that get you down. just don't interact with them again. the world is big. not everyone will like you and accept you. find the ones that will.

eggs and milk are your best friend. a glass of milk everyday and 2 eggs. make that a staple. eggs are also very versatile for recipes. more on that in the recipes section. also yoghurt. a smol cup of yoghurt everyday too and nuts whenever you can buy them.

always have a few pack of instant noodles at home. sometimes you have deadlines or you forgot to cook or need a quick dinner because there's so much to do and you didn't get groceries. always keep them in stock. they're a quick fix for food. I'm not promoting them for frequent dinner but it's better than starving. just eat the noodles man. there's already so much shit to keep track of just eat the damn noodles.

incorporate veggies into everything food. they're good for you. if you're like me and don't like veggies, experiment with different recipes and find the one you like best. one good way is fried rice or rice with mushrooms, veggies, and meat in the rice cooker (I don't own a rice cooker when I'm writing this). just eat your veggies and thank me later. if you don't wanna cut them up, get a pack of frozen veggies. it's better than nothing. baby steps.

meal plan. if I don't plan my entire week's food on sunday night, I do it the night before for the next day. eat out as less as you can. homemade is better even if you're a horrible cook. practice makes perfect and you'll be grateful for learning a few basic cooking skills along with your degree later on. cooking your own food also gives you the liberty to add more veggies or save money.

treat yourself to stuff sometimes. yes you deserve it even if you don't meet your goals. you're trying. be kind to yourself. get that boba.

study everything done the week by that week's weekend. do the day's content that same day and don't lag behind. utilise reading week and read. don't slack off please I'm begging you. I'll even get on my knees if I have to.

you're gonna miss home and it sucks. yes you will be having your fourth mental breakdown of the week on a wednesday night and you will be alone or hiding under the blanket as your roommate is asleep. you're gonna have to tough it out soldier. I see you and I feel you. it gets easier with time and when you're doing better, you'll feel relieved for toughing through. it's so lonely sometimes and it sucks but it's worth the pain. don't lose hope.

seniors are your friends. they will give you forbidden knowledge for free. from hidden places with good food or convenience things or just life advice exclusive to your institute, they have it all. they're also generally very friendly so don't be afraid to interact with them.

annoy the living hell out of your professor during office hours if need be and utilise the student help room for help. your tutors will be happy to help you so don't be shy to ask for help. they will appreciate you coming to them, trust me. as for your professor, they're lonely people. go to office hours if you need to, chat, ask them what you need. they'll appreciate your presence and happily help you.

the security guards and cleaning staff will be witnesses to your worst states (freshly out of bed or haven't showered in 2 days) but they don't care. they're just happy to be of service and have you around. be kind to them. greet them whenever you pass by.

sometimes coffee is bad.

if your classes start at noon or later, get an hour of exercise in the morning at around 8 or 9 am. the serotonin that will hit you will be unreal. trust me.

make local friends. they're cool people and friendly and very helpful and accommodating. I may be biased but it's true.

being a student helper, student tutor, or a research assistant looks good on your resume and helps you win more scholarships.

put headphones on when in public if you don't want to end up talking to someone you might bump into. it works.

your body also has rights. treat it with care. don't abuse it. nourish it. you should take care of your body like you would a loved one. feed it good things, clean it everyday, and so on. when you feel good by taking care of yourself, you still do better and feel more confident. wash your hair with a set schedule and use good products.

make your wardrobe easier. hang your usual shirts and maybe wear the one in front each day, the previous day's being hung in the back or in the laundry basket. it saves time.

there's no shame in not having stuff. I still don't own a proper laundry basket it all goes into an IKEA bag. you live in a dorm, not a house. sometimes not having every single kind of furniture or accessory isn't bad. don't compare your setup to others. if it's convenient, clean, and homey, it's good. you don't need those expensive lights or those expensive posters to make it seem cool. what you have and what you may collect among the way is enough.

notes on paper are better than laptop or ipad

take breaks. be kind to yourself. it is you for yourself. treat yourself with love.

manage your time by designating time blocks to a certain task. it might not always work but it will help create some discipline in the routine.

having a set everyday routine helps. you don't have to think what to do, thus saving you brain power.

use a semester planner for deadlines and important information. it's useful. I highly recommend. I also have a template if anyone wants.

write down your thoughts, what's bothering you, your feelings, everything on a piece of paper or journal at the end of the day. it'll help process your emotions and you won't have to let the thoughts and emotions fester inside you, slowly simmering and coming to a boil. remember, you are your best friend.

Recipes to help you stay afloat (they're all quick and easy dw):

right off the bat I want to say boiled jasmine rice with sunny side up eggs. you drizzle a pinch of salt onto the yolk, break it over the rice, mix it with the rice and eat it and it's just *chef's kiss*. definitely a comfort food and a very easy quick dinner.

a lot of these I found while scrolling through instagram and some are from when I was trying to lose weight. hope they're helpful!

oyakodon

one pot rice cooker rice with veggies

veggie and meat single serve in one pot

chicken wrap (primarily for weight loss I think)

chicken gyros (this guy makes amazing food)

minced meat weight loss meal prep

chickpeas (chana masala. this shit is bussin i swear)

something tomato + onion + egg

one pot veggie rice (recommended)

chicken shawarma (not dorm friendly cooking but looks delicious)

egg sandwich in one pan

potato marraka (THIS IS SO GOOD)

one pot rice cooker with meat and veggies

daal

chicken and rice

pizza style chicken wrap

five different chicken marinades for meal prep

one pot biryani

takeout style egg fried rice

rice cooker carbonara

one pot yoghurt curry chicken rice

weight loss chicken shawarma

healthier mac and cheese

chicken fajita

chicken tikka masala crunch tacos

one pan braised eggs

air fryer garlic bread pizza

another veggie and rice in rice cooker

fried rice recipe

hainanese inspired chicken rice in rice cooker

tomato orzo(?)

creamy tomato pasta

tomato and egg rice

mushroom sauce (can be eaten with rice)

creamy tomato tortellini

grilled cheese sandwich

#yes im referring to ned's declassified school survival guide #damn i miss that show #this is more for myself than anyone else #i got to compile all the recipes with this as an excuse nice #anyway hope this helped #i know I'm a yandere writing blog but i can also be helpful sometimes #zuri's declassified university survival guide #took me 2 hours but meh #college tips #university tips

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selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs · 7 months

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The Purple Sign. Part V

Self-Aware! Oda Sakunosuke x GN! Reader

Description: There is The Purple Sign on your door. Part V

Fluff. Oda pampering

Curry recipe I used in this oneshot

Warning: OOC. English is my second language

You heard some noise coming outside your room. Children's voices. And heavy steps.

Then someone knocked on your door and, after some waiting, opened the door.

Oda Sakunosuke was standing on your room's doorstep. Along with his five kids.

Well... Almost standing.

Kousuke hung on Oda like a koala, wrapping his arms and legs around Oda from the back.

Katsumi grabbed Oda's left arm and was hugging it.

Shinji and Yu were hugging Oda's legs, keeping the man in one place.

Sakura was simply holding Oda's right hand.

Oda looked amused, embarrassed and tried. Still, he doesn't seem to view the current situation as something bad. And tiredness... It didn't come because of the kids.

Sakura took a step forward and handed you The Purple Sign.

"[Y/N]! We want to ask you to pamper Oda! He is sad and needs some attention!"

Shinji looked up at you.

"He didn't want to bother you, so we bring him here."

Yu's voice sounded serious. A little comically serious.

"We know, that he is in good hands with you."

Katsumi point at you.

"So don't break our trust."

Kousuke frowned, looking at you.

"Or we will be sad and eat all your snacks!"

This five were so serious. It took all of your willpower not to laugh and pinch their cheeks.

You cast a quick glance at Oda and took The Purple Sign from Sakura.

"Well, I will do it. Oda is in good hands. I promise."

Kids looked satisfied and lose their grips on Oda. After few more serious stares towards you, the kids left you and Oda alone.

You smiled.

"They won't let anyone feel down. They are great kids."

Oda hummed in return. You handed The Purple Sign to Oda.

"Oda, if you don't want it, it's okay. You could sleep here, so kids won't know. Just, remember, I will always be there for you."

It took Oda some time to make a decision. He took The Purple Sign and hang it on your door.

That's the only answer you need.

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You were in the kitchen, making curry.

Rice and tofu were slowly fried on the pan. You were carefully mixing them up with a wooden spoon.

And Oda Sakunosuke was hugging you from behind and leaning on you. He almost lay on you.

Both of you were quiet. You were listening to Oda's heartbeat.

And he was listening to yours.

Oda always told you, that he likes it, when you are near him. When he can feel your warmth and heartbeat.

Every time Oda came to you with The Purple Sign, he insisted on holding you close.

"You are your own person. You can choose whatever life you want, Oda."

You add curry powder, then some soy sauce.

Oda rubbed his cheek against yours. His stubble tickle. He hugged you tighter.

"It's not my place to order you to do anything. If you think, that you can write a novel, then do it."

Garlic and ginger were added to the mix. The aroma of spices filled the room. Fresh basil were added shortly after them.

Oda hummed and kissed the back of your neck.

"It smells great, Novel Luck."

You still have no idea, how he came with this nickname.

"Don't do things you don't want to, or you aren't ready. You are your own real living breathing person."

When curry was ready, you put it on two plates and add a raw egg on top of both servings.

"Nevertheless, came to me, if you feel down. I am here. I am near."

You insist on baking them a little, before eating. Oda simply squeezed you in agreement.

_______

You two were back into your room.

The purple lights were on. Tea was served. And you two were sitting next to each other, eating curry.

From time to time you kissed his cheek. In return, he hug you closer to his side.

After curry was eaten, you open the emergency shelf and take few books from the drawer with Oda's name on it.

Every month you took random books from the library and put it in Oda's drawer.

You take any book you can see. Author, genre and length don't matter.

You and Oda read books. Well, Oda read them and his voice is shooting. You sit on his lap and hold the book. His embrace is warm.

_________

Oda is laying on your bed, while you are laying on him. You caress his cheek.

"Want to share something with me?"

Oda shook his head.

"Nothing much. Except for one thing..."

Oda pulled you closer.

"I am glad to have others in my life. And I am happy and lucky to have you in my life. Thank you, [Y/N]."

Oda kissed your forehead, cheeks, nose and chin multiple times.

His stubble tickles you again, and you let out a small laugh.

Tonight you slept on Oda. His arms were holding you close to his chest. His breathing was shooting. You were covered in blankets.

You two were safe. Ready to build your own tomorrow.

#self-awarebsd #self-awareau #bungou stray dogs au #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd anime #bsd x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #bungo stray dogs odasaku #odasaku sakunosuke #oda sakunosuke x reader #bsd odasaku #sakunosuke oda x reader #Self-Aware Oda Sakunosuke

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bbangi · 4 months

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Comfort Food

Hailee Steinfeld × Actress!Fem!Reader

Summery: You had a really rough day and didn't expect your girlfriend to make your comfort dish at home.

" Lee? I am home!! " You said like if you were in a sitcom, even though you were tired, you would never let Hailee know it.

" Oh, Hi Babe! " Hailee excitedly said, appearing in the kitchen's door frame. You quickly noticed that her hands were covered by gloves that looked sticky.

" What are you doing there? Must I worry about you and the fire's relationship? " You said chuckling as Hailee's expression went from excitedly to playfully offended.

" You must not! I am not using fire, " She said and quickly got back to the kitchen.

You made your way to the kitchen to try and soy on Hailee, but she was quicker than you using her well-known Spider 6th sense.

" Don't come in here now! Go take a shower, then you can come back and eat. "

" Ok ok spider girl, imma take a shower," you said, giving up and starting your way totally he bathroom " Don't burn the kitchen down!! " You screamed at her.

" I will not chef! " She screamed back.

Hailee was too invested in doing whatever she was cooking for, noticing you getting back into the kitchen after a relaxing shower and going right behind her.

" Whatcha doin' baby monster? " You ask, scaring her while scanning the table. Spam, two bowls of white rice with a brown sauce in it and two fried eggs.

" Hey! What are you doing here??? You're not supposed to enter until I say so! " She says, putting her hands on your eyes. " Go to the table, I'm almost finished "

Y/N waited for about 10 minutes. That was when Hailee came to the table with two bowls of spam poke and chopsticks. You could not lie. You were really surprised, Hailee it's not someone you can trust in the kitchen but this... this looks amazing and tasty.

" Florence told me about your day, Love," Hailee said in the sweetest voice you've ever heard coming from her. " So I am here to help you this night, please enjoy your favorite meal! "

" O-oh my god, thank you so much Lee. I love you " You said in shock and gave her a quick peck on the lips before you dived on the food.

" My Gosh Hailee! This is incredible! " You said with your mouth full.

" Really!? " And now you busted her ego " I think I have the talent for the kitchen you know? " She said with a sly smirk on her face.

" I think you should stay in front of the cameras my love "

" I agree, never doing this again. Unless is for you. I love you "

" I love you too, thank you so much Babe "

#hailee steinfeld #hailee steinfield x reader #fem!reader #blurb

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lciesdepravity · 8 months

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TTT Series: Tzuyu Tops Twice

Chapter: 1-4 Mina Arc; Turnabout's Fair Play... tags/ genres/ warnings (This work of fiction contains the ff: Cheating (NTR), g!p dom Tzuyu… Enjoy!)

"T-tzuyu... c-cock... your cock, please... I want it," Mina begged, her voice desperate and needy; each word punctuated by her ragged breaths. She reached around and spread her ass cheeks wide, putting her sloppy wet cunt on full display, her white hot cum still oozing out. "Please fuck my needy pussy with your cock... Please~"

Tzuyu's primal instincts took over as she stepped close, her desire mirroring Mina's own. Her hands trembled with anticipation as she reached down to release her throbbing cock from the confines of her shorts.

"A-are you sur-"

"Goodmorning guys!"

Tzuyu's heart almost jumped out of her chest as she heard Jihyo and the other unnies wide awake and in the living room. She locked eyes with Mina, both sharing a panicked look. Tzuyu whispered, her voice laced with urgency, "Holy shit. Go, unnie. Hide and freshen up. I-I'll handle breakfast." Hurriedly, she swiped a kitchen towel, using it to wipe her face clean of Mina's juices.

Mina just giggled as she held on to Tzuyu's wrist, sporting a blush. "I-I can't walk Tzuyu-ah. M-my legs are so wobbly I can't even stand straight." She said as she pouted cutely, her eyes still partly dazed.

"W-what are you- Quick, get down." Hurriedly she pushed Mina down underneath the counter as she heard footsteps nearing the kitchen. Just in time too, as Nayeon hops over, her voice as hyperactive as ever.

"Ah! Baby Tzuuu~ Good morniiing~. Making some breakfast?" She asked as she leaned over the opposite side of the counter, her cute bunny smile on full display.

"Y-yeah... Breakfast. Hehe. Do you... want some unnie?" Tzuyu stuttered, trying hard to mask her anxiety. Thankfully, Nayeon didn't really take notice. Unfortunately however, it looked like she wanted to stay and chat.

"Mhmm~ me want. Wattcha makin' Tzuyu-ah?" She asks, casually pulling up a chair across Tzuyu.

Seriously? This isn't the best time for small talk unnie. Fuck but I can't be rude to her. That would make her sad. Tzuyu cast a subtle glance downwards, biting her lips in nervousness as she thinks.

It's fine, as long as Mina unnie's quiet, I can keep distracting Nayeonnie until she leaves.

Meanwhile, Mina is listening in on their conversation, trying to stay silent. Her heart is beating loud and fast and her breaths are shaky. She couldn't deny that almost getting caught added to the thrill. Whew that was close. Lucky for us, I fit perfectly down here.

With nowhere else to go, she settled in, making herself comfortable as quietly as she could. Inevitably, her gaze was drawn to Tzuyu's shorts... And the huge bulge straining against it. O-oh wow, I've never really seen it up close before. Just from the size of her bulge I'd say she's bigger than Chae.

Mina drew closer to inspect it, unaware that her hot breath was making it hard for Tzuyu to continue conversing normally. I kinda wanna see it without the shorts now... Mmm I'm so bad~

She was about to look away when her eyes spotted a thin slick line on the cloth over Tzuyu's cock head, her cock twitching as if in pain. Ohhh... Did she... get this hard just from eating me out?

Entranced, Mina gently blew on her cock; the warm sensation making Tzuyu involuntarily buck her hips.

"You okay there baby Tzu? You seem a little bit... distracted." Nayeon asked, a little weirded out by the maknae.

"I-I'm fine bunny unnie. Just didn't get much sleep last night. Sorry what was the question?" She clumsily excused. Smooth Chou. Real smooth. Lucky for her Nayeon just gave her a look before continuing to watch her cook.

"Aigoo~, you must still be sleepy huh? I asked what you're making."

"U-uhm, just some egg fried rice, some sausages and pancakes. M-maybe I'll stir fry eggs and tomatoes chinese style if I feel like it." Tzuyu replied as she quickly scanned the ingredients already laid out on the counter. Fuck, I feel like I'll max out my improv skill tree today. God please help me make it out of here without chopping my fingers off.

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Mina bit her lip as she gulped. The logical side of her knew she had to stay still and be silent; knew that her members are right by the next room, that her Nayeon unnie was just inches behind her; but she just can't help herself.

Seeing Tzuyu so... affected by her is doing things to her head, making her feel things she shouldn't feel. It didn't take long for her curiosity to win. She slowly darts forward, careful not to reveal herself as she kisses the tip of Tzuyu's bulge, making it twitch. She stifles a giggle before playfully taking Tzuyu's clothed bulge in her mouth.

Tzuyu, for her part, had to try her hardest not to moan as she feels Mina's moist hot mouth engulf her bulge through her shorts. Her knuckles turned white as her grip on the knife tightened. W-what the fuck is she doing down there? Oh f-fuck her mouth is so hot... mmm~

Tzuyu looked down subtly, giving Mina a look that screams 'Are you crazy?' For her part, Mina just made a peace sign. Mianhae~... She mouthed.

While her pouted lips looked to be sorry and innocent, her eyes were anything but. They glimmered with mischief as her fingers gestured 'hush'. Then, biting her lip, she slowly freed Tzuyu's cock from the confines of her shorts, her eyes widening as it almost slaps her.

Holy fuck... Wow. As soon as Mina frees Tzuyu's cock, she couldn't help but stare at it in awe. It twitches in front of her, and she can see every vein and ridge standing proudly on the thick shaft. I was wrong... She's way bigger than Chae.

The size of it is almost intimidating; aptly long and very girthy. Mina gulps nervously, her eyes wide as she takes it in. She feels a little unsure of herself as she starts to darts out her tongue, taking a little taste of the oozing precum on the head. Mmm~ sweet.

She stifles a yelp as it twitches, before even more precum flows out. Oohh~ it's so honest. Hehe. She's likes it. Well, how bout this Tzu?

Her slender fingers trace a line from Tzuyu's balls to her throbbing shaft, before using her thumb to smear Tzuyu's precum all over her cock head, making her hips buck slightly. Fuck... Let me hear you moan for me baby.

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"Hmm... do you want me to help with anything Tzu? It looks like you still have a lot to do here." Nayeon asked, scanning the ingredients on the table.

"Mm~ n-no i-its okay Nayeonnie. I can handle it. W-why dont you just relax in the living room? Ne?" Tzuyu replied, trying to hide her shaky breaths. Please please please just go unnie.

"Yah! Are you just trying to get rid of me coz I can't cook? I'll have you know I got Jeong to teach me how to prep and slice stuff the other day. I can at least prep the garlic and onions." Nayeon pouted cutely, the mock hurt evident in her tone.

Tzuyu just rolled her eyes as she pushed the aromatics and a smaller knife towards the dramatic bunny. "F-fine. But stay where you are unnie. T-this is the main chef area."

Nayeon just looks at her with a puzzled look. "Ooohkay? A whole lot of weirdness this morning... even for you Tzuyu-ah." She muttered under her breath as she diligently got to peeling and slicing the garlic.

Under the counter, Mina couldn't help but stifle a giggle, silently enjoying Tzuyu's torment. Aigoo~ she's doing well so far. Hmm, lets turn it up a notch shall we?

Mina pools some spit on her hands, before sensually lathering it all over Tzuyu's cock. She smears it together with the oozing precum, making for an even sloppier experience. With a firm grip, she slowly starts stroking Tzuyu's entire length, agonizingly twisting her hand whenever she meets the cock head. C'mon baby... Let yourself go. I want to hear just how badly you want me.

It took every bit of Tzuyu's willpower not to moan and curse right then and there. Holy fuck, this woman's gonna be the death of me. She thought as she slowly put the knife down, her eyes tightly shut as she tried (failed) to refocus on the task at hand. Fuck... Her hands are so soft... Uhhh~

Oohhh resistant now are we? Fufu~ not for long. With a devilish grin, Mina darted forward, devouring Tzuyu's balls in her wet hot mouth. Her tongue danced and swirled, eager to taste every inch.

The moment Mina's mouth enveloped her balls, Tzuyu's composure shattered like glass. Her breath hitched sharply as a long groan escaped her lips, her legs threatening to give out from underneath her. "Haahhh~ mmm~"

A startled Nayeon looked up from chopping the onions. "Tzu? Whats wrong? You okay?" She asked as she moved purposefully towards Tzuyu.

Desperate, Tzuyu scrambled to find an excuse, her face flushing even more as she held Nayeon at bay. "A-ani, I'm fine Nayeonnie. J-just pulled a muscle, t-thats all. Mmm~" She lies through gritted teeth, praying that Nayeon would buy her excuse. Even now she could feel Mina groan against her balls, sending shivers down her spine. All the while, her delicate hands continued stroking Tzuyu's hardened length, this time at a faster pace, tormenting her with every deliberate movement. Fuuckk~ Is she trying to kill me? Does she want us to get caught? It's so good tho... fuuuuck~ I-I kinda don't want her to stop. Uhh~

Nayeon raised a skeptical eyebrow, her eyes filled with worry. "Are you sure? You're looking really red right now. You didn't catch a fever did you?" She asked, using the back of her hand to check the temperature of Tzuyu's forehead.

"Y-yeah. I-I'm sure unnie. Y-you know how... stiff my back can be sometimes." She replies, the innuendo not lost on her as she tries to steady her breathing.

While not really convinced, Nayeon knew better than to push Tzuyu further. "Okay. Just... don't push yourself too hard... ne? You know I worry." She says as she fixes the loose strands in Tzuyu's hair, earning a strained smile from the maknae. Mercifully, she goes back to chopping the onions and garlic.

With a relieved sigh, Tzuyu looks down, intent of stopping Mina and her torturous teasing.

Too late did she realize... That was a huge mistake.

Beneath her, Mina was looking at her like a lioness hunting a gazelle, ravenous... starving... craving to devour her. Her disheveled hair... the faint blush in her cheeks... the way she bites her lips as she agonizingly runs her thumbs on the underside of Tzuyu's cock. Jeezus Christ she's gonna drive me crazy.

The straps of her top slid down her shoulders, her tits literally about to pop out, Tzuyu swears she could see a peek of her taut nipples. Her panties were scrunched up on her right ankle; while her legs were folded on either side of her, accentuating her plump juicy thighs as they help veil her unshaven core.

Tzuyu gulped. The sight beneath her was so utterly sinful, so lusciously erotic that she couldn't find the will to fight against it...

So she gave in.

Fuck it. I don't care anymore. Ughh~ her hands are so fucking soft... mmm~ this feels too fucking good...

A victorious smile graced Mina's lips as she sees Tzuyu move even closer, finally submitting fully to her ministrations. Mmm~ That's right baby... I knew you couldn't resist me.

To make things easier, Tzuyu moved as close as she could, her tummy pressed right up to the edge of the counter... closer to Mina. Her heart raced as she slowly put the knife down, bracing herself for what's to come. At least this way, I can keep Nayeonnie occupied.

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She wasn't really given time to ready herself as Mina's slender fingers wrapped around her cock once more. Lush... Soft... Eager...

One slow pump became two, then three. Bit by bit, Mina's pace increased, her grip on Tzuyu's cock tightening further as she matched the rhythm of Nayeon's chopping.

Thud... thud... thud... thud... The dull sound of the knife against the chopping board masks each stroke perfectly; the rhythm torturous. Every pump was punctuated by Mina swirling her hand around the tip in a clockwise motion, her thumbs brushing against the sensitive ridge beneath the cockhead. All the while, she could feel Mina's hot mouth devour her balls, licking, sucking, squeezing the cum out of them. Hooollyyshiitt~ Fuck it feels soo good.

Tzuyu's knees buckled, her legs shivering. She leaned forward, both to support herself and distract Nayeon if necessary.

"What are you doing? Why'd you stop cooking?" Nayeon asks quizzically.

"N-nothing really. C-could you maybe speed up your chopping unnie? I-I'm too distracted by your beauty that I can't cook."

A faint blush appeared on Nayeon's cheeks, her lips straining to hide her smile. "Yah~ Stop it~ What's with you today?" She weakly admonished, clearly flattered by the compliment. Nevertheless, she complied with he maknae's request and tried to speed up her chopping.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Tzuyu closes her eyes as she feels Mina stroke her faster. Her brows furrow, her mouth opening slightly as she feels every twist and pump push her closer and closer to the edge. Mmm yes, just like that unnie~ uhhh feels so fucking good.

She groaned silently as she feels Mina's thumb focus even more on her tip. It doesn't take long until she feels a familiar coil about to burst out of her cock, and it certainly doesn't help that she's watching Nayeon's boobs jiggle with every chop she makes. Fuck I'm such a perv, wanting to cum on those tits while Mina unnie pumps me dry... But I can't help it. Uhh~ I'm about to cum.

She braces herself against the counter, her mouth open in a silent 'o', her eyes not leaving Nayeon's jiggling boobs. Uhhh~ I-I'm cumming... I-I'm cumming. Fuck.

In an unexpected turn of events, Mina just... suddenly stopped. What the fuck? Why?

Before Tzuyu could stoop down to check, a victorious clap boomed from Nayeon's direction, followed by high pitched squeals. "Yaaaay! I did it! I chopped it all evenly, just like Jeongie showed me! Kyaaah!~ >< I knew I could I knew I could! Imma show her! Hehehe."

Her excitement almost gave Tzuyu whiplash. Pulling out her phone, she took a quick picture of her work, before running off to God knows where. Probably to Jeongyeon unnie. God help her survive that bunny.

With the distraction gone, Tzuyu's attention drew back to her aching cock. She looked down to see Mina smiling mischievously, an evil glint in her eye.

"Why'd you stop? I was almost there unnie." She asks, visibly frustrated.

Mina's smile grew wider. "Oh I know... that's why I stopped." She teased, blowing a gentle breath over the red swollen head of Tzuyu's throbbing cock. Her fingers lightly trace the bulging veins, relishing in Tzuyu's torment. "Mmm~ look at you baby... so red, so hard for me." She taunted as she plants a long soft kiss on the tip, causing it to twitch in response.

Tzuyu hissed and growled. "Mmm~ Don't play with me woman. Finish what you started or else." Her fingers tangle with Mina's tousled hair, gripping it lightly, urging Mina forward. But Mina resisted, her wicked smile ever growing. "Or else what? Hmm~? That's not how it works here... remember?"

Her slender fingers grip Tzuyu's cock once more, this time squeezing it tightly, earning a pained moan from Tzuyu. "If you want me to make you cum, you have to beg for it. Beg me, your wife's best friend, to suck your cum dry." She looked at Tzuyu hungrily; just like a predator finally cornering its prey. Turnabouts fair play Tzu. Show me how much you want me.

Tzuyu's grip on her hair tightened, her angry gaze meeting Mina's challenge. A beat passes, then two...

Mina fears she's gone too far when suddenly, Tzuyu's features soften, finally surrendering to their game. "Well played unnie." She admitted, her voice wavering a bit. She looked Mina dead in the eyes, showing as much care and sincerity as she could.

"Mmm~... I need you... I need these pretty lips wrapped around my cock, sucking me dry. Could you do that for me baby?" Her fingers lovingly traced Mina's cheeks, her thumb gently grazing over Mina's lips.

Mina purred softly, leaning into her tender touch. She nibbled lightly on Tzuyu's thumb before taking it in her mouth, sensually rolling her tongue over it. All the while, her cute innocent eyes gazed up at Tzuyu. "Say please~" she playfully cooed, her lips pouting slightly.

Her actions only served to make Tzuyu harder, her cock now visibly twitching and pulsing in anticipation. Tzuyu threw her head back, moaning needily as she finally gave in. "Mmm~ please babygirl~"

With a victorious grin, Mina darted forward, making sure not to break eye contact. Mmm~ thats right baby... look at me, and me alone.

She lovingly trailed kisses along the length of Tzuyu's hardened shaft, up until the tip. Then, puckering up her lips, she agonizingly dragged the swollen head across them, smearing her lips with precum.

Tzuyu's knees buckled from the stimulation, exercising every ounce of patience to not just shove Mina's face nose deep in her crotch and make her take her entire length down her throat. No, she wanted Mina to enjoy this just as much as her. But damn, is she taking her sweet time. Mmm~ patience Tzuyu.

Mina smiled, seeing Tzuyu tremble at the slightest touch. Aww, look at her, trying so hard to hold out... mmm~ I think I've teased her long enough. Hehe. Itadakimasu~Ahm~... Finally, Mina's lips parted, her mouth suckling on Tzuyu's cock head.

Her tongue licked and swirled, her mouth slurping audibly as she greedily sucked on the tip. Tzuyu let out a long shaky groan, her body back pedaling as she leaned on the sink behind her for support. "Oooooohh~ shit... Mina unnie~ uhhh~" Holy fuck her mouth is so hot and soft it feels like my dick is melting. S-shit, its sooo good...

Spurred on by Tzuyu's reactions, Mina continued, focusing only on the swollen, aching cock head. Her tongue flicked and swirled, teasing the sensitive ridge on the underside of Tzuyu's cock. Mmm, god she's so big, I don't know if I can take her all the way.

Not one to turn down a challenge, Mina bobbed her head slowly, taking her inch by inch, going deeper with every pass.

"Gulck ... gulckk ... gulckkk ... mmm~ Wow baby... mmm~ you're so big... so yummy." She peppers Tzuyu's cock with a few licks and kisses to buy herself some time to rest, relishing in the way Tzuyu reacts to every little movement that she makes.

With determination, her wet hot mouth slides down Tzuyu's shaft once more; not stopping until she finally takes Tzuyu's cock in it's entirety. She gags as she parks her cock there for a few glorious seconds, her eyes getting teary but still maintaining contact.

She pulls up for air eventually, coughing and sputtering from the size. "Gah~ My mouth's never been that full before. Mmm~ You like that baby~?" Mina asks cutely, her hands continuing to jerk Tzuyu off.

"Uhh~ Fuck yes unnie. Keep going please." Tzuyu gently guides her head back, and Mina happily obliges. She dives back in for more, eager to please Tzuyu's cock, eager to drain her balls for all they're worth.

Her lips form a tight seal around Tzuyu's cock as her cheeks hollow out. She bobs her head fervently, making sure she slides her tongue around the tip with each exit and presses it against the underside with each entry.

In and out. In and out. The cacophony of gags and chokes and slurps and sputters fill the room, mingling together with Tzuyu's shaky gasps and pleasure filled moans. Her legs are shaking, her knees trembling; she's struggling just to hold herself up as Mina sucks her dry.

"Fuuuuuckk~ unnie... mmm~ This might be one of the- uhhh~ best blowjobs I've ever had in my life. Uhhh~ more please..." Tzuyu lets out a long drawn out moan, her knuckles turning white as her grip on the counter strains. Mina smiles at the compliment, her mouth full of cock.

In response, she takes one of Tzuyu's hands and places it on her head, giving her consent. Tzuyu's eyes widen for a moment as she hesitates, not wanting to hurt her; until Mina looks at Tzuyu with those hazy lust filled eyes. Eyes that scream 'Go ahead... Fuck my face all you want.'

And really, at that point, all Tzuyu could do was gulp and nod. She knew she was under Mina's spell...

And she's loving every second of it.

Gently she guides Mina back to her cock, using her hair as a handle. She starts gently at first...

In and out. In and out. Shallow... sensual... sweet... until...

Eventually, Tzuyu found her hips thrusting forward, meeting Mina's head halfway through, fully fucking her face. She feels her cock hit the back of Mina's throat repeatedly, her legs turning to jelly as she feels Mina constricting around her head every single time. Every gag... every choke... every moan sends vibrations to her very core.

For her part, Mina adjusted her position, now leaning forward, ass sticking out, hands on Tzuyu's ass as she helped her thrust deeper into her face. She could feel her throat bulge with every powerful thrust of Tzuyu's hips, her nose meeting Tzuyu's crotch everytime. God~ my mouth is so full. She gags and chokes and moans but Tzuyu, now fully lost in pleasure, shows her no mercy. She fucks Mina's face like a fucking living fleshlight, her grip on Mina's hair now tightening even further.

The obscene sounds of the facefucking reverberated throughout the kitchen for awhile, Mina's face gradually turning into a sloppy mess. Her cheeks are smeared with a mixture of precum and saliva, her lips stretched wide around Tzuyu's thick shaft. A web of spit serves as a bridge between them, connecting Mina's mouth to Tzuyu's glistening cock. All the while, Mina's teary eyes never wavered from Tzuyu's lust filled gaze. That's it baby... fuck my face... give me all your cum.

One of Mina's hands found its way to her dripping cunt, her middle and ring fingers feverishly plunging into her sweltering core. She thrusted her fingers in rhythm with Tzuyu's hips, imagining Tzuyu's cock filling her pussy as well. Fuck I'm so turned on. Uhh~ more Tzu. Use me more. Mina's pussy squelched with each thrust, fueling Tzuyu's lust even more.

Tzuyu's moans grew louder, her thrusts becoming more urgent. She could feel the tightening in her balls, the familiar surge of her impending release. "F-fuuuckk Mina unnie~ Urgh~ I'm so close... uhhh~ Fucking... Take... It..."

Mina's eyes sparkled at Tzuyu's words, her fingers working harder and faster between her soaked folds. Gods I'm about to cum again. Uhhh~ Chae... I'm about to cum while your best friend fucks my face. Mmm~ Fuck I'm such a dirty wife.

As Tzuyu's thrusts became more erratic, Mina's throat constricted even more around Tzuyu's cock, her tongue purposefully darting out to stimulate the underside of the swollen cock head even more. Mmm~ give it to me baby... give me all of it. Leave nothing for your wife~ It's all mine~...

"Uhh~ Cumming... cumming... I'm fucking cumming~ Ahhh~" Tzuyu's grip on Mina's head tightened as she buried Mina's nose up against her crotch, forcing her to take Tzuyu's cock as deep as she could. F-ffuucckk she's so rough. Uhh~ shit I'm cumming~ Mina's body twitches as she cums around her slick fingers, unexpectedly enjoying the rough treatment.

With a guttural cry, Tzuyu empties herself into Mina's waiting mouth, releasing a torrent of her hot sticky cum. Her entire body trembled, her hips bucking forward as spurt after spurt she came, painting Mina's throat white.

To Mina's credit, she tried her best to swallow Tzuyu's load, but the sheer amount was just too much. Most of it overflowed, dripping down Mina's chin and pooling together on the kitchen floor.

Desperate for air, Mina tried to come up for a breath, only for Tzuyu to push her down with all her strength. Panicking, she frantically taps on Tzuyu's thighs, her eyes pleading for air but Tzuyu just held her down even more. Air.... I need air... Tzuyu~ please... I need air.

Tzuyu's grip remained steadfast as Mina's arms slowly fell limp by her side, finally just giving in to her fate. Her eyes began to roll back to her head, her consciousness fading in and out. Seeing the whites of her eyes made Tzuyu cum even more. "S-shit that's so fucking hot unnie~ uhhh I'm still cumming... Fuck unnie, take it all! Uhh~"

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After what seemed like an eternity, Tzuyu's orgasm finally subsides, leaving her sensitive and breathless. She twitches as she withdraws her spent cock from Mina's mouth, a string of saliva and cum connecting them for a brief moment before it snaps.

Feeling Tzuyu finally release her grip, Mina falls backwards, gasping for air and sputtering out cum. "T-that was... *cough* intense. *cough*"

Hearing Mina's weakened voice immediately brought Tzuyu back to her senses. Shit... too far Chou. She panicked and hurriedly grabbed sheets upon sheets of paper towels before kneeling in front of Mina. "Shit... I got carried away. I'm so so sorry unnie." Gently, Tzuyu cupped Mina's cheeks and with trembling hands, started to wipe Mina's face clean of cum and tears and saliva.

"I-I shouldn't have let myself lose control like that. I-," Tzuyu stammered, her voice filled with regret. Before she could continue, Mina leaned forward, silencing her with a kiss.

Soft... tender... sweet...

When Mina finally pulled away, her blushing face nuzzled against Tzuyu's hand. In her signature soft voice, she says, "I-It's okay Tzu~ I-I liked it..."

The sight of a cute and blushing Mina proved too much for Tzuyu to bear. Before she knew it, Tzuyu was already leaning in, taking Mina's lips in a fiery lip lock, making her moan into their kiss.

She pushed Mina gently, guiding her to lie down on the cold, hard kitchen floor. Soon, their small kisses turned into a passionate dance of tongues, with the occasional bites thrown in between.

Mina's legs wrap around Tzuyu's waist, pulling her in closer. Tzuyu responded by moving her hips, grinding sensually against Mina's core.

"Uhh~ unnie..." Tzuyu started, her voice laced heavy with desire. "Mmm~ I want you so bad Mina unnie~" She managed to say in between their kisses.

"Mmm~ I want you too Tzuyu-ah..." Suddenly, Mina pulls away, her fingers holding a confused Tzuyu at bay. "But... I think we can both agree... we're out of time today."

As if to punctuate her point, Nayeon's voice once again boomed from the living room. "Chewy-ah! You almost done in there?"

"Yah! Leave the maknae alone, Nayeonnie! It'll take longer if you keep on bothering her too much. Know what? Just come over here and sit with me," Beckoned an already exhausted Jeongyeon. Nayeon's protests gradually faded into the chaos that was Twice's living room.

Tzuyu let out an exasperated sigh as she sat up, her fingers massaging the bridge of her nose and her forehead. "Ugh, fucking cockblocks. I should really do something about the annoying ones," she muttered under her breath.

Mina sat up as well, giggling softly as she teased, "No killing the unnies Chou Tzuyu, and definitely no tying them up." She stared at Tzuyu with mock sternness before bursting out into laughter, seeing Tzuyu's annoyed expression.

"I know... I know. Ugh~ It's just... ugh forget it." Tzuyu's shoulders slumped in frustration. Mina gently turned Tzuyu's gaze towards her.

"I know how you feel Tzu... trust me, I do." She starts as she caresses Tzuyu's cheeks lovingly, causing the maknae to purr softly against her touch. Mina drew her close once again and gave Tzuyu's lips a gentle peck, breaking away from the kiss before it grew too intense.

Mina's hands rested on Tzuyu's cheeks, their eyes closed, foreheads leaning against each other. In the kitchen, only the sound of their heartbeat and ragged breaths could be heard. With a shaky voice, Mina whispered.

"Tomorrow night... Me, Momo and Sana are scheduled to go home and visit our families in Japan."

"..."

"I-I think I'll make up an excuse and stay here instead... Y-you can have me then." Next Chapter: 1-5 Mina Arc; Crossing the Red Line

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