He looks at you up and down, before smirking and stepping away from your personal space. He stuffs his hands in his pockets, chuckling lightly. "Sorry about that, didn't mean to scare you." He winked, offering you a friendly smile.
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Opening your eyes slowly you blink away the sleepy haze clouding your mind. You roll onto your belly allowing your wings to stretch, feeling every muscle flex, tighten, and soften with a soothing sensation washing over each nerve as you relax them. Slowly, you sit up as you glide your hands along the smooth sheets of your mattress. The remainder of the sultrus sanctuary that is your blankets falling from your lower back. Gradually, you will yourself out of bed and make your way to your personal bathroom, your bare feet padding along the wood floor before meeting cold tile as you enter.
Taking in your appearance in the mirror as you strip from your pajamas you give yourself a once over, you've toned up the last few years since Shuji took you in, occupying your free time training your body to become stronger and more reliable for when Shuji brings you along on his night patrols.
Turning on the water to the perfect temperature before promptly getting into the shower you begin your self care routine for the day. Grooming your wings every morning has always been a hassle all on its own, how your father groomed his own in under five minutes will forever remain a mystery to you. White at the top and fading into the same color as your natural hair, not once have you wished to part with despite the taxing self care routine.
Once dried off you admire your now well groomed and glistening feathers in the mirror, on the way out of the bathroom your perky mood is interrupted by stubbing nearly your entire right foot on the bathroom door frame. You hold in a groan as you pick up your foot and rub your toes. Letting out a sigh of relief as the pain subsides you walk over to your dresser, throwing on a sports bra, t-shirt and leggings.
Once your hair is brushed to your liking you open the door to your room and make your way down the narrow stairway into the living room. The smell of bacon and eggs already hitting your nose as you make your way to the kitchen
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"Morning Keda!" You chirp to Shuji plating your food at the dining table for you. "Smells delicious" You say, placing a hand on his right shoulder and pecking his cheek before making your way to the coffee maker and brewing yourself a fresh cup of coffee. Keda being the nickname you gave him shortly after moving in. During training you always address him as Master Shuji, outside of that you can call him anything you like as long as it isn't offensive or demeaning in any way.
"Good Morning little blue, how did you sleep?" Returning the pan he was holding to the stove, Shuji takes his seat at the dining table and sips his cup of tea. After you showed him your quirk for the first time, Shuji thought the nickname suited you perfectly. It's one you weren't very fond of at the start but as Shuji used it more frequently the name began to grow on you like a tumor. Not that you'd admit out loud that the nickname made you happy, that's something you resolved long ago to keep to yourself.
"Good, still no nightmares. Just peaceful dreams like usual." Taking a seat at the table after doctoring up your coffee just the way you like it you dig into the bacon, eggs, and rice. As you enjoy your breakfast Shuji pulls out an envelope from under the table and slides it over to you. "This came for you this morning." He speaks softly, taking another sip of his morning tea.
