TIED: Kambe Daisuke X Reader

KAMBE DAISUKE X READER

Chapter XLIX

You are staring at the boiling oil, while tying your hair into a messy bun, as you wait for the pork cutlet to get deeply fried. You are wearing Daisuke's plain Prada shirt that cost over a million dollars or something. All of his clothes cost like that, and yep— his balance is still unlimited, as always.

While cooking, you are holding a single cane or a walking stick since you'll fall on the ground without it. Yes, Daisuke fucks you really rough that you can't barely walk today, and tomorrow's your mission so you're resting a lot for the sake of your legs who are not functioning well at this very moment.

You hear some footsteps around you, so you slowly turn around and see Daisuke in his usual elegant morning glory. He is wearing a three-piece suit consisting of a black blazer that is paired with dress pants and a black waistcoat. It seems as if he's just finished taking a shower since his hair is still down and he looks really hot in such a feature.

"How are your legs?" Daisuke asked as he walked towards you and gently planted a kiss on your nape, creating a tingling sensation down your spines.

You chuckled and softly kissed his cheeks in return, "I'm able to walk slowly today. This is the first time that I can actually stand after we... uhm, you know that already." You avert your gaze and blush.

"Good, but you're still using a cane." Daisuke stares at the cane that you are holding.

"Ah, don't mind me. I'm fine. What matters the most is the fact that I'm here with you." You whispered and turned around, trying to hide your smile, "By the way, you can sit on that island high chair, Sir Daisuke since I'm almost done cooking some pork cutlet for our breakfast. I saw some meat in the fridge lately and I feel like you'll like to eat some. I've also prepared some tamagoyaki for you."

"I see, you're a great cook. That's where the aroma comes from." Daisuke stated as he sat on an island chair, just a meter behind you.

You chuckle again with his compliment, "All for you. Oh, I forgot. After I passed out last night, have you eaten all the cookies, Sir Daisuke? All of them are gone lately. Even the beer floats."

Daisuke leaned on his seat comfortably, "I did. After all, you work hard and prepare it for us. And I told you that those are my desserts after I ate my dinner, didn't I?"

You gulp as you prepare the pork cutlets in a bowl. His dinner. You were his dinner last night.

"That's so kind," You whisper and give him a quick glance and smile, "And it is good that you are eating a lot recently, Sir. I mean, you need to be healthy and enjoy life by eating. That's why I'll always cook for you."

"Are you planning to make me fat, (Y/N)?"

You laugh, "No, no. I'm planning to avoid making you hungry." You replied as you walked towards him and put the food on the table in front.