✢ 𝐎ne-𝐍ight 𝐒tand ᶠᵘˢʰⁱᵍᵘʳᵒ ᵗᵒʲⁱ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

₄ What is this?

For the past month, you and Toji have been sharing nights and nights together..

And as much as you wanted to deny it, you were starting to get addicted to it.

No. Him.

You were starting to get addicted to him, his ways, his voice, His lips, His eyes— his everything. He just knew how to manipulate you, and you hated him for that because he was so good at it. You hated how he would touch you and whisper dirty things in your ears. You hated how he would completely dominate over you. You hated how he just does what he wants. You hated a lot of things about him.

Yet you also loved everything at the same time.

— — —

|8:08 AM|

"Ryousuke, get the hell up! You're going to be late again!" You scolded as you tried to pull the blanket off him.

"Neesan, calm down! School doesn't even start until 20 minutes!" He argued, rolling himself deeper into the blanket.

"20 minutes?!? Do you hear yourself?? When do you plan to wake up? At the end of the school year??"

"Just let me sleep for another 10 minutes!"

You let go of the blanket, "Fine. You wanna sleep?"

"Yes, thank you." He replied in the blanket.

"Okay, you can sleep— In the streets because it will be your new home if you don't stop testing my patience." You threatened, causing him to flinch.

"Okay, okay! Chill out." He surrendered as he finally got out of the blanket with a defeated frown.

"See? That wasn't so hard." You laughed, reaching out your hand to ruffle his soft jet black hair.

"Ne, neesan.."

You retreated your hand and looked at his serious expression, "Hm?"

"Are you and that Toji guy dating?" He asked, looking up at you. As soon as you heard Toji's name and dating in the same sentence your eyes widened.

Dating Toji... It never really crossed your mind so you weren't really sure on what to say.

"We're-"

"MOMMY!!!! THE PANCAKE IS BURNING!!" Kazuki's voice rang throughout the whole penthouse.

"Shit."

You immediately zoomed downstairs and saw Kazuki getting up on the high kitchen counter. You speed walked to the kitchen and carried him in your arms before turning the stove off.

You sighed in relief, "Please don't ever try to get on the counter by yourself."

"Sorry, mommy. I just wanted to help." He said, wrapping his arms around your neck.

"It's fine, baby. It was my fault for leaving the stove on." You assured as you took care of the burnt pancake in the pan.