Tokyo's Deity (Mikey Sano x Reader

Chapter XII

May 20th, 2020

Mikey's and Y/n one month anniversary

It's been a month since Mikey asked me to be his.

A month.

Even thinking about it still made my heart flutter.

At first, I had been hesitant. Vulnerable. My father had left for his so-called "business trip," leaving the house feeling emptier than it ever had before. I wasn't used to letting people get close to me, especially after everything I'd been through.

But then there was Mikey.

The way he had looked at me when he asked.

There hadn't been any pressure in his expression. No games. No expectation.

Just Mikey.

And somehow, that was enough.

I couldn't say no.

So here I was, stuck at home on our one-month anniversary, standing in my kitchen with flour on my hands and a ridiculous amount of determination.

I was making Dorayaki.

Mikey's favorite.

Sure, I could've gone out and bought some. It would've been easier, faster, and probably a lot less messy.

But I didn't want easy.

I wanted to do something special for him.

Something that came from me.

I glanced down at the batter and smiled.

"Okay..."

I carefully poured another portion into the pan.

"This one better come out right."

The first few had been questionable at best.

One was too dark.

Another was shaped like it had been dropped from the sky.

And one looked suspiciously like a potato.

I stared at it for several seconds.

"...Mikey is never seeing that one."

I laughed quietly.

For once, the house didn't feel so lonely.

Maybe because I had something to look forward to.

Maybe because, for the first time in a long time, I had someone to celebrate something with.

A month ago, I wouldn't have believed I'd be standing in my kitchen making Dorayaki for anyone.

Especially not for someone like Mikey.