Puppy Love (AU Modern Shisui Uchiha x Reader) MINI BOOK

Chapter 2

The smell of bacon wafted into the bedroom, making Shisui stir. He hadn't realized how hungry he was until the aroma took over his senses. When he opened his eyes, he squinted at the light that streamed through the windows. Blinking, he scanned the room, searching for a clock. It seemed as though both of them had slept over half the day away.

Waking alone wasn't a shock. The shock was how well he had slept as the strange woman held him gently. Shisui had never been a complaint man. He was the rebellious one of the family. And women were no different. But there was a tenderness to Y/n he had never seen in anyone before. There was something about her, something that called to him.

Sitting up, he moved gingerly. His body ached, head hurt and he felt a burn in his chest. He knew the wound on his pectoral was infected. There wasn't much he could do in the middle of the woods aside from wait. Making sure the wound was cleaned often would be difficult. Y/n would see the other wounds healing much  than they should be.

As Shisui sat on the edge of the bed, he thought of what he should do. He should leave. But the aspect of a warm bed, home cooked food, and the company of a pretty woman was fairly appealing. He also doubted that Y/n would be very willing to letting Shisui leave.

Pushing to stand, Shisui held his abdomen. While the bruises were subsiding, the pain was still there. Cracked ribs never felt good. The white socks on his feet didn't stop the heat that radiated from the floor penetrating his skin. It seemed as though Y/n's family had spared no expense.

Letting his curiosity win, Shisui peeked inside the open door. A bedroom, much like the one he had been occupying. This must also be a spare. Or possibly her brothers room. Moving on, Shisui made his way to the end of the hall.

Y/n moved about the kitchen, her back to Shisui. Today she wore a red shirt, hugging her curvy frame. She seemed lost in thought as she paused for a moment. Glancing over her shoulder, her face went from indifferent to brilliant.

"I put some clothes in the bathroom if you'd like to shower," turning, she sat down her mug of what Shisui assumed was coffee. "Breakfast will be ready soon."

All Shisui could do was smile. "Thank you. It smells great."

Smiling wider, Y/n turned around to tend to the stove top. Shisui took his leave to the bathroom. Closing the door behind hun, he stripped of the borrowed clothes. Tossing the dirty ones into the small hamper, he chuckled at the sight of his new clothes for the day. Blue and grey plaid greeted him. The pair of jeans with it was a lighter wash.

The shower came to life as Shisui turned the knob. Waiting for the water to heat, he looked in the mirror before him. He ran a hand over his scruffy chin before he prodded at his head wound. He needed to talk to Y/n before it was too late. Shisui should explain things.

Letting go of the thoughts, Shisui stepped into the streaming flow of hot water. The warmth seeped into his body quickly as he turned his back to the water. Bending his head, he saw the dirt and blood washing from his body as the water grew murky at his feet. His body still ached as he reached for the bar of soap ahead of him.

Time seemed to pass by quickly as Shisui showered. He didn't want to waste her water, but he also wanted to get the feeling of betrayal off his skin. Finishing with his hair, Shisui turned the water off. Moving carefully, Shisui grabbed the towel as he stood on the bath mat. Drying his body off, his stomach began to grumble at the smell of breakfast.

Yanking his pants on, Shisui began to dry his hair. He smiled suddenly when he thought about the subject of underwear. Y/n never asked about it. She also never gave him any. Towel on his head, he reached for the white thermal shirt. A knock at the door made him pause. Without thinking, he reached forward and pulled it open.