{ACCOMPLICE} Satori Tendou x Fem!Reader

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚎𝚗

𝗧𝗵𝗲 ❞𝗗𝗮𝘁𝗲❞

The next morning you wake up blinded by the light flooding into your room hitting right onto your face.

It's so bright... why didn't I close the curtains before I went to bed?

However, instead of getting up you roll over to face away from the intense light. The bed was seriously comfortable and you didn't want to leave. That is until your stomach starts to grumble and you realize you're super hungry.

You decide to wash yourself up to look presentable and finally drag yourself downstairs to the kitchen where you see Tendou already busy unpacking some of your plates into a cabinet. You're taken a bit back by the sentiment as another weird feeling hits you. It's strange to live with someone and allow them to just place all of your belongings into their home as though it's nothing out of the ordinary.

"What are you doing?" you groggily ask although you already knew his answer.

"Helping you move in," he smiles, "good morning, Y/N."

"Morning," you yawn.

"How'd you sleep?"

You shrug and admire your surroundings until your eyes catch on his gun displayed obviously right on the table.

"So you still thinking about killing me?" you ask.

Tendou gives you a confused look as he tries to search for the answer in your eyes. He seems a bit surprised or maybe even hurt that you've asked him that.

You tilt your head to the side to show Tendou where the gun is displayed on the table. Once he notices what you're referring to he only rolls his eyes before resuming what he was doing.

"Guess I'll take that as a yes," you mutter.

But before you have enough time to take a breath after your comment, Tendou's hands strike the counter before you resulting in a loud smack echoing throughout the room.

"I've already told you to ignore it! Why do you have to keep bringing it up?!"

The frustration growing in his eyes makes you subconsciously shrink down in your seat.

"You don't need to be such a dick about it," you tell him.

In one swoop Tendou picks up the gun and points it directly at your head.

"If I was a dick, Y/N, then this is where the gun would be pointed all the time."

"Put me out of my misery then," you test him with a growing smirk along your face.

He won't hurt me, I can feel it in the way he always looks at me. Besides if he didn't want me here he would have killed me already.

Tendou sighs and puts down the gun. A relaxed look replaces the old, angered expression.

"Is it so bad living with me," he pouts.

Wow, talk about a complete one-eighty.

"I can't complain," you admit, "it's better than being dead."

"Yeah whatever," he groans as he finishes emptying the box of your kitchen supplies.

"Hey you got any food?" you finally ask as you remember why you came downstairs in the first place.

"Hungry?" he asks.

"Yep so do you have anything good?" you ask once again in a more pleading tone.

"I suppose I do but I'd rather just go out."

Tendou leans against the counter in front of you, letting one of his big smirks grow on his lips.