Fallen Snow (Kita Shinsuke x OC)

[21] NSFW 🍋

⚠️WARNING: Soft Smut ⚠️

[5 Days Later]

On New Years Day Kenji, Megumi, and Kita returned to the farm and went back to work. They had many orders to fulfill and ship and spent the past few days working 14+ hour shifts so that they could catch up on everything and then be able to return back to their normal schedule.

Kita left the house at six a.m. and returned around eight p.m. everyday, where Saya had dinner ready for him and drew him a bath so he could bathe then sleep. Kita felt so bad for her, they had spent no time together the past few days besides having dinner. Not only that, but Saya was home by herself as Yumie had left on New Years Eve to spend the month staying with her sister in Hokkaido like she did every January.

Saya worked her shift each day at the cafe, but only for eight hours. Due to all of the recent success Sato hired another employee, Hamada Mei, to work along with him and Saya. For Christmas Kita had invested in a new truck for the farm, one with two rows of seats so they could all travel together, and let Saya use the other truck to get herself to and from work.

At ten p.m. Kita finished up work and started the drive back home. He felt bad for being so late, as he usually got home at eight p.m., and he didn't even get to tell Saya he would be late because his phone had died earlier in the day, and Megumi and Kenji left the farm at seven p.m.. A last minute order came in that he wanted to fulfill tonight because they all planned to take the day off tomorrow to rest since they had finally caught up.

Kita parked in front of the house and got out of the truck, happy to see the light in the kitchen still on meaning Saya was still awake. He felt bad that she stayed up waiting for him, but he was excited to get to see her. Kita walked into the house and took his hat and gloves off.

"Saya?" He called out. As he took his boots and jacket off, she still had not responded. Kita grew concerned as she always met him at the door. He hung his jacket up and walked to the kitchen, hearing nothing but silence. When he walked into the room he saw her: sitting on a chair at the table, still wearing an apron, and her head resting against the table as she slept. Kita walked over to her and frowned when he saw that her plate of dinner was untouched, as she had been waiting for him to get home so she could eat with him.

Kita crouched down beside her and lifted his hand up to her face, gently sweeping her bangs away from her eyes before cupping her cheek, "Saya? Sweetie are you okay?" He said softly as his other hand rubbed her back.

Saya started to wake up and let out a yawn, blinking her eyes and seeing Kita eye level with her. She smiled softly and nuzzled her face into his hand, "Welcome h-home," she said with her voice still sleepy.

Kita leaned forward and kissed her forehead, standing up as she sat up in her chair and stretched. He placed his hand on her head and stroked her hair.

"Saya you could have eaten without me, you didn't have to wait. I'm sorry I was late tonight, I had to finish up some things before leaving," Kita explained feeling guilty.

Saya shook her head, "I like eating dinner with you, the food tastes better for some reason," she said with a light laugh as she stood. Kita watched as she went to take the plates and he stopped her, grabbing her hands in his.

Saya raised an eyebrow and looked up at him confused. Kita looked down into her eyes and brought one of her hands up to his mouth, placing a kiss on the back of her hand against her knuckles, "You cooked all this food, please let me heat it up" he said as he sat her back in the chair.

Kita collected the plates and made his way over to the microwave and started to heat everything up. Saya rested her elbow on the table and her chin on the palm of her hand as she watched him. Even though he had just worked a 15+ hour day, he was still putting her first; putting her being comfortable over him. The adoration she felt for him increased more and more each day. Not only was he the most hardworking and driven man she had ever met; but he was the most considerate, caring partner she could have dreamed of.