when i was. || tomoe x f!reader ✔

❀ to me.

After a good hour or so, I was finally done bathing, my whole body felt numb after soaking my sore bones in hot water.

And as always, silly me, had forgotten something. I had forgotten to bring myself a set of clean pajamas, so I was stuck wearing my earlier fabrics and clothes.

It felt uncomfortable,

But my body was quick to react to the bed which was now in my view, and unfortunately, it was the only thing on my mind. I fell limp onto my mattress, and almost immediately (with some tosses and turns) found myself surrounded by a deep round of sweet slumber.

  ☆

My eyes slowly fluttered open, a few blinks and breaths to clear up my vision. There laid that familiar, horribly bitter taste in my mouth, not leaving until I ever decided to do something about it. I sat up and looked down at myself, noticing a change of clothes. I don't think I remember doing that. Probably the shrine spirits work, I think Tomoe would hate me too much to even comprehend doing anything of this sort. Now, to actually get ready..

I quietly stepped out my room, sliding my shoji door just barely open enough to sneak out. My footsteps were soft creaks, a volume, which I was comfortable walking at, I was careful, watching my step.

Seems like no matter how quietly I wanted to walk, they were loud enough for a particular fox to notice me anyway. He turned his gaze to behind him, seeing me hazily make my way towards the kitchen.

"Good morning," I whispered, barely silent enough so my groggy voice would go unheard. I silently hoped and prayed for his forgiveness from yesterday, even if I knew I hadn't done anything in particular.

"Good morning, Lady Y/n." He looked so calm today. A wave of anxiety had kicked in and it had made my blood pressure rise to the roof.
Does he hate me? Is he pretending to be fine?

I sat myself down on one of the mats on the ground, looking down at the floor before pressing my lips into a fine, thin line, "about last night,-" "I know, I've given both of those little shrine-brats an earful already, that's all in the past now, and we will need to start training to unlock your full potential, so you would blossom into a decent goddess," his speech had left my eyebrow raised, heartrate continuously high, "oh. So, you're not mad, are you?" Tomoe had released a breathy sigh, raising his hand to massage the bridge of his nose, "at those knuckleheads? Yes, indeed I am. But now my only concern is you," I felt the blood immediately rush to my face, gripping my thighs by my fingernails so hard, I swear I drew blood. He wasn't mad at me, at all?

"Was it you, who decorated my room?"

"Yes, that room was borderline terrifying, couldn't imagine my Lady In Mistress ever sleeping in such a place. What kind of familiar would I be," I smiled to myself, did he really just start caring about me overnight?

"When I was changing you yesterday-" "I knew it! " I mumbled, accidentally cutting him off, 
"..when I was changing you yesterday, because s o m e o n e was careless enough to not do that themselves, what I saw, was a large amount of cuts and bruises on your wrists and thighs.
Care to tell how you got those? The amount of them was a sickening sight, they were engraved so deep in your skin, regarding your health, I simply need to know of their origins, so that I could keep you safe from any dangers," He seemed clueless, and for that I could only thank the gods.

"Well, some time ago, I used to have a cat. It was a very violent feline! You betcha, I got scratched, alot, but I loved it to bits! It's dead now" I swear, I'm horrible at lying.

"And what was it's name?"

"Uh, I uhm, Yolanda, or something," he released an displeased sigh before sitting down along with me, prying deep into my eyes.
"I'm serious,"
Oh gods.