In the very morning, Mio woke up by the sound of someone using the bathroom. She slowly sit down, before analyze the room. Her lower part feel sore, but not that bad. Mio slowly reached her phone. She then turn off her alarm, so that it would not ring later. She gaze at the time, 6 in the morning. It's way too early for shits.
The sound of shower in the bathroom stops, telling Mio that someone will exit the bathroom sooner. She slowly stand up, before walks to her bag. Mio searched for her clothes, picking the casual one for the breakfast. After she feel satisfied and stand up, Satoru exit the bathroom. He wears a towel from his hip to his above knee.
Mio didn't say anything, but Satoru look at her while drying his hair with another small towel. The two exchange looks for a few minutes, but nothing coming out from their mouth. Mio decided to sigh, cutting the tension. She walks towards the bathroom door. As Satoru is still standing there, she push him slightly away before shut the door tight.
Mio undress herself, before put the dirty clothes inside a laundry basket. Mio realized that there's two laundry basket inside the bathroom. She tilts her head to look at the other side that she didn't managed to see around yesterday. The bathroom is bigger. It has another door that lead to a room. Mio walks towards the door, with her towel on.
She looks surprised. It's a room for doing the laundry and drying the clothes. Well, anything that involves laundry such as washing machine, iron, iron board, a some place to hang clothes, some place to fold clothes and so on. Mio just realized that in the morning. How big this household than her? She turned back before close the door and head straight to the shower.
She managed to glance something unusual at her while looking at the mirror of her own reflection. A few marks and kisses are here and there. If she wears normal clothes- shirt with long sleeve, no one would ever notice if she let down her hair. Mio didn't even realized that snitch man left his marks yesterday. Such a jerk, an asshole.
Yet, her shoulders are terrorized by lots of marks, along with her breasts. Mio snickered, annoyed too. She wonders, did she even wake up last night? It seems like she miss all the 'fun'. Mio sigh, before wash away all the bubbles and soap on her body. She already brush her teeth, so the last thing to do is wash her face.
Mio has dry skin. Wrong product, and she will be suffering for a long time. Hence, she never forgot to bring 3 essential, basic, skincare inside her bag. Cleanser, moisturizer and sunscreen. She'll never leave them, forever. The great thing is, it's student price. Affordable and work on her skin. After she finish all of her bathroom business, Mio wears her fresh clothes before exit the bathroom.
She open the door. Satoru wasn't there, surprisingly. Meh, whatever. Mio sit in front of the vanity table, combing her hair before braid it. Luckily, Satoru has a hairdryer. So, Mio used it to dry her hair. She use the coolest fan to her hair. Around 10 to 15 minutes later, Mio finished.
Taking a bath, skincare routine, hair care, all done. Now, she just need to lay down on bed. For Mio, she don't usually have breakfast. She usually have brunch. It's not like she skip breakfast for diet, but she can't really eat in the morning. Even though she need to, it's just half of a sliced bread.
No more than that, or else, Mio will spend her time suffering in the toilet.
Mio grab her phone, before look through her text messages. A few texts from Nobara, another sets from Yuji, and no one else. Not even her family to say congratulations. Mio annoyed upon the idea, but she didn't say anything.
She then heard the door open by someone. Mio turn around, to see Satoru standing there. He enters the room. He dress nicely for who knows what occasion he had in mind. It's far different from his school uniform as a teacher. Mio sit down, slowly. Her hips is still hurt from last night, and she didn't want to bicker with Satoru this early in the morning.
"Shouldn't you be in the kitchen now? Cooking?" Suddenly, he starts the conversation. Mio furrowed her brows, confuse. She glance at the clock that sat pretty on the wall. 6:30 in the morning. Mio slowly sit on the edge of the bed, blinking, confused.
"This early? Are you that hungry?" Mio asked. To be honest, Mio can't really cook. It's not like she's that bad, but she don't really know how to cut this and that. But, if one helps her in the kitchen, she should be able to handle it well.
"Hello, it's breakfast. Gojo's family have breakfast at 7. You should be in the kitchen as early as 6." He tells. Mio furrowed her brows, once again. He didn't tell her anything!
"You can just tell me yesterday!" Mio feels annoyed. She step away from the bed, before hurriedly exit the room through the door.
"Oh, you could just have some common sense!" Satoru argued. Mio clenched her fist.
"Not all family have breakfast at fucking 7, sensei. Even though I'm not a fan of breakfast, I'm going to the kitchen just for making breakfast for you and your sorry ass." Mio shut the door, loud. She's annoyed in the morning.
Seeing a few woman, maybe another wife of someone's in Gojo walks in and out, Mio headed towards the place. Her instinct is right, as it's the kitchen. It's wide. Mio's shoulder got tap by someone. She turned around.
"Do you need anything?" She asked. Mio smile.
"Um, I've heard that Gojo family eat breakfast at 7. Is there anything I could do to help?" She asked. The woman smile, but she shook her head.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry. It's all done. You're quite late, but it's expected from newlyweds." She commented.
Mio didn't know to interpret her words as cynical or- anything else? She bite her inner cheek, smiling as wide as possible.
"Well, then thank you." She said, before leave the kitchen.
Tbc
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Hellish (Gojo X Mio)
Fanfic"You're just like the sun, illuminating my heart." Mio only want to have a simple and happy life, but fate deny her request. She got married to the strongest sorcerer alive in the century, but that's not what she want. They both shared the same feel...
