Housemates (Keisuke Baji x Reader)

- Privacy, who? -

Ever since you moved to their house, and acted like a monarch who own their apartment, privacy never existed in Keisuke's world. Sometimes he'll find you using his toothbrush.

"Dude that's my toothbrush! " Keisuke freaked out as he saw you using his toothbrush.

"So what? Husband and wives do this too. You sassy loser." You casually stated and continued to brush your teeth without a care in the world. Keisuke wished to slam his head at the wall that time for your nonchalant attitude. If unbothered is an entity, it will be you.

That happened three days ago along with many others invasion of privacy. And this time, you just literally walked in the bathroom while he's bathing. Luckily, a bath tub exist which protected Keisuke's remaining shred of dignity.

"Bitch, don't you know how to knock?" He glared as he struggle to look for something that can cover his body. He used the rubber duckie to cover his own duckie.

"Nye, nye, nye. You should've locked the door." You retorted with an eye roll and even stucked out your tongue.

He scowled at your goading attitude. "Mom will kill us if she walked in."

You took his threat into consideration which made Keisuke smirked at you. It looks like you still have some common sense after all. But that smirk suddenly dropped when you chuckled and waved your hand.

"Oh, believe me. She won't" You answered confidently and waved your hand in a dismissive manner. "I'm her prospective (daughter/son)-in-law afterall."

Keisuke glared at you. If you'll be his mother's child-in-law then that means you'll marry her child which is him. And he can't simply imagine being married with you. He can't imagine living in the same house with you and waking you up with the smell of cooking waffle or even burning toast. He can't imagine bringing you breakfast in bed as your twins tag along with him. Damn, he can't even imagine fixing your hair for work and picking you up after your job.

Aye, he can't simply imagine being married with you.

“Can I atleast know why did you invaded my peaceful bath?” Keisuke calmed himself and asked. He know how high is your defense against anger and you'll just easily repell his madness.

You look totally offended and violated. “In my defense, I walked in because the door isn't locked. I thought it's unoccupied. I'm planning to take a bath too, you dimwit.” You reasoned. You're not some creep who'll watch people bathing intentionally.

He accepted your excuse but that didn't mean you're welcome in his bath time. “As you can see, the bathroom is occupied. Please kindly exit this room and my life. I deserve some peace— ouch!”

“Shut the fvck up. We both know that you need and want me in your life.” You glared and threw a shampoo bottle to his head.

He just reciprocated the sharp glare and picked up the shampoo bottle that you threw. It's perfect since he's about to shampoo his long ass hair anyway.

You on the other hand showed no sign of going out the bathroom. You even took a stool and  yawned as you waited boredly for your neighbor to finish bathing. You got tired of waiting and watching him so you just decided to nitpick.

“That explains why your hair feels like tree vines.” You commented boredly without looking at him. You're busy appreciating your nail art. “Don't you know how to shampoo your hair properly?”

He just glared at you. By this point, this fanfiction is just all about glares, banters, and flirting. Lots of flirting.

“Bitch, I almost became a model for a shampoo brand before. How dare you insult my long, silky hair.”

You just rolled your eyes. “You almost became a model for a shampoo brand because your hair is totally damaged. They need a model for the ‘before using’ part of the commercial.” You countered which totally made sense and made Keisuke fell into a deep thought. Does his hair really sucks? He thought it attracts the ladies. He even got a lot of compliments about it during middle school.

He was suddenly in a crisis.

You just sighed as you watch him deep in stupid thoughts. You finally got tired of your banter and stood up from your sit. You dragged the small chair beside the bath tub and took the shampoo bottle from the long haired guy. “Here, let me.” You offered, having nothing better to do.

Keisuke was rather hesitant to hand you the shampoo bottle let alone trust you with his hair. For all he know you might add muriatic acid in the bottle or grab his hair and pull it hard while you gasp for air and mo—— let's stop here, shall we?

But all the nightmares he were expecting didn't happened. For some odd reason, the shampoo smells better. A mix of lavender and some flower— or is that your hair that he smell. You also didn't grabbed his hair roughly. Rather, you massaged his scalp gently, even playing with some strands of his hair every now and then. You'll always giggle in glee when you twirl a strand of his hair in your finger and it uncoils with a bounce.

You look rather cute. He thought. If you'll forget the fact that you survived a grenade, a wrecking ball and an unidentified laser beam from space.

He just sighed and smiled. Well, that is how you are made. He'll just accept it.

"This rather feels nice." He commented as he relaxed to your touch. "Do this more often."

Please do this more often.

"Goodness. Just invite me to bath with you. My towel is literally outside."

Your stupid ass didn't know back then that that pun was tempting for Keisuke.

Hiding his red face with his palm, he mumbled a small ‘Shut up’ and swear that he'll get back to you some time.

"Wash my hair next time." You requested after washing his hair and rinsing it. He suddenly stiffened when you placed a chaste kiss at his bare nape which was totally unexpected. He simply concluded that it's a sign your service is done but it didn't lessen the shiver that Keisuke felt.

You finally left the bathroom and that's when he removed the hands covering his face. He took a deep breath and chuckled as he thought of you.

A small smile played at Keisuke's lips as he remembered your request. "Sure."