Toman's Little Sister

8 | Living With Mikey and Emma

You woke up the next morning, forgetting that you weren't in your house for a few seconds, and then calmed down. "Dammit..." You whispered to yourself.

You looked to your left and slightly jolted in bed. Why is Mikey sharing a bed with me?! This is the GUEST ROOM! "M-Mikey-chan..."

"Nnnh..." He turned over in bed and you inched away from him. "No... you're warm!" He pulled you closer and you chuckled, placing your hand on his head. "Okay, okay..."

You looked down at him and smiled. "Mikey-chan, do you want me to make breakfast?" He shot up and nodded. "I want to try your cooking!"

"You've tried my cooking before! Remember, your birthday last year!"

"Oh yeah... but that was baking."

You sighed and swung your legs off the bed, slipping your feet into a pair of slippers Emma lent you. "I should figure out a way to get my stuff from my house..."

"I could help you break in."

You deadpanned and stood up, lifting the blanket and beginning to fold it. "Mikey-chan, quit holding the blanket. I need to fold it." He whined and begrudgingly let go.

"Is Emma-chan already up?" You placed the folded blanket at the end of the bed. "Never mind, if you're down here, you wouldn't know."

You walked upstairs with Mikey holding the end of your shirt like a child trying not to get lost in a crowd with his mother.

"Good morning." You greeted Emma once you noticed her sitting at the table.

"Good morning...? Why is Mikey holding onto your shirt?"

"He's trying not to fall asleep." You lifted him up onto the chair and his head began crashing down onto the counter top. "Stay awake, Mikey-chan." You caught his head in your right hand and pushed it up so he leaned back instead.

"You act like his mom sometimes." Emma giggled as she leaned forward. "Are you going to be cooking?"

"Yeah. Mikey-chan said he wanted me to, and it's the least I could do since you let me stay here." You pulled out a pan. "Is pancakes okay?"

"Yeah, that's fine." Emma walked up to you and leaned her head on your shoulder. "You're already a really kind and capable person, Y/N-chan. You don't need to do us any favours."

"Fine." You turned up the stove. "I'll have you give this to Ken-chan then."

"E-Eh?! Wait, wait, I was kidding!"

"Oh really? Why don't you want to give this to Ken-chan then, huh?" You laughed as Emma's face burned red and she pushed against your shoulders. You wished you had your phone from the present on you so you could take a picture.

Then your smile faded as the present came back into your mind.

"Y/N-chan?" Emma waved her hand in front of you. "Your eyes suddenly went dead."

"D-Did they...?" You scratched the back of your head. "I just... had a bad dream last night and remembered it. It's fine, though. It was... just a dream."

Mikey sighed and put his chin in his right hand. "You were moving around a lot while you were sleeping. And at some point, you gasped and scared the crap outta me."

"Oh, real-"

Emma cut you off by wrapping her arms around you and burying her head in your shoulder. "Y/N.. you know you can talk to us, right?"

You gasped quietly, the kitchen filling with silence.

• Flashback •

"Brat! You really only think about yourself! We have bills to pay and a job to keep and you're telling us about your guy nightmare? Get back to reality."