𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕝𝕪 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕖 {𝕋𝕒𝕣𝕫𝕒𝕟 𝕩 𝕆𝕔 𝟚}

꧁༒•𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕠𝕤𝕥 ℂ𝕦𝕓•༒꧂

"I must go, I promise I'll be right back," Brook laughed as Tarzan had his arms wrapped around her waist, stopping her from leaving the house.

Tarzan chuckled and nuzzled his nose on her nape, making her shiver and laugh. She gently pushed his chest and smiled up at him. 

"I promise. It's just laundry...my laundry," Brook chuckled. 

On this particular day, Tarzan had planned on having Brook explore the jungle but she insisted on postponing the date as she had chores to do before preparing lunch. Although it was useless as Tarzan would always bring fruits for their lunch. She wanted to use lunchtime to get meat for dinner. It would take time to have it prepared just right. 

But before she could do that, she need to do laundry. Although she has little clothes, she can already feel the bugs biting her skin and she needs it washed. 

"Stay safe?" Tarzan asked, tightening his hold on her. She nodded. "Yes, now please move. I still need to get my clothes."

With that, Tarzan let go of her and rushed to her basket. He held it above him as she tried getting it from him and failed. She huffed as she stood on her toes. "Tarzan..." she whined as she reached up. 

He chuckled at her failed attempt and smirked down at her, teasingly. She raised a brow at him and smiled slyly. Brook raised herself taller and pecked his lips, making him stop. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. 

Tarzan falling for it, dropped the basket lower to wrap his arms around her waist, kissing her back. Brook moved back and snatched the basket from his hand and smiled. 

"Thank you, darling," she chuckled as she walked to the entrance. He huffed and followed her out. "Are you coming?" she turned to him in question. Tarzan shook his head as he cupped her cheek. 

"I'm going patrolling, I'll be back for lunch."

Brook nodded, "All right. Be careful."

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

Brook walked to the nearest river and placed her basket on the ground next to a flat rock. She hummed to an old melody as she rinsed the clothes. Grabbing a blue shirt, she rinsed it with the water and scrubbed it onto the rock's surface thoroughly.

She sighed at the stains on the clothes and started rinsing them. "Vine stains. Some scrubbing, and soaking."

After leaving some clothes on a branch to leave it to dry, she heard a thump behind her. Her eyes widened as she sat paralyzed. She left her bow and arrows at the house and internally cursed herself for not bringing anything to protect herself. 

Brook heard a thump again and swallowed bile as she turned around. She gasped as her basket was tilted over and her clothes were on the ground. She frowned, standing up.