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After that singular kiss, Lilith felt better than she had in a long time. Flirting with Osamu had been a nice distraction, but his offer to do something so selfless as listening to her endless problems was a kindness she had not expected from a man she virtually didn't know.
It spoke so much to Osamu's genuine character, and she found herself more than a little smitten with the quiet yet blunt man.
Sadly nothing more would come from after that kiss, for he was forced to leave her lest the wildness back at the table decided to follow him over to the bar. Sometime in the business of the night, Osamu and his friends had left without her realizing it, but she wasn't heartbroken about it since she had more significant problems to fret about than a too-sexy-for-his-own-good man not asking for her damn number.
It was the next day, and Lilith internally groaned as her alarm blared to life. She rolled out of bed and tried her hardest to ignore the creaking in her bones.
As she stumbled out into the kitchen to start preparing her and Ren's breakfast, she saw the brat in question trying and failing miserably to fry an egg.
"Ren, what in heaven's name are you trying to do?" Lilith chuckled kindly as she peeked around his elbow to see all the hen's hard work turning into a black charred mess.
"I was trying to make you a breakfast sandwich, but clearly these eggs are expired."
Lilith bit the side of her cheek to hide her smile. "Yeah, they're super old. That must be what was wrong," she lied while putting away the very not-expired eggs.
"I knew it was the eggs!" Ren said in an effort to assuage his growing embarrassment that he didn't even know how to make the simplest of breakfasts.
"How about you go pack your school bag, and I'll have non-burnt breakfast ready for you by the time you're done. Yeah?"
Ren pushed his glasses up his nose in annoyance. In a bitchy tone he murmured, "and here I thought you weren't going to say anything sassy."
"Pfft, you should have known better than that happening," Lilith giggled before hitting his nonexistent butt with her frying pan. "Now scoot!"
"Don't assault me woman!"
"Don't call me woman unless you want to be assaulted again."
As Ren scampered out of the kitchen, Lilith turned her attention toward cooking, for she was dreading the rest of her day's plans. Just as she spun the last crepe around some strawberries, Ren walked out of his room with his black hair slicked away from his face.
"Ohhh, look at you~!" Lilith sang while giving him an over-the-top eyebrow waggle.
"Stop that! You're going to suck out all my coolness with your lame middle-aged dad vibes."
"I don't think that's how coolness works, but whatever. Why do you look so cute today?"
"No reason!!"
Lilith side-eyed her brother who practically snatched the crepes out of her hand and tried to run away from her. "No reason, huh?"
"Yeah! No reason whatsoever. Hehe."
"That was the most painful fake laugh I've ever heard."
Ren twiddled his thumbs for a moment before peaking over at her and asking in an uncharacteristically shy voice, "You remember Shizuku?"
"Shiba Inua, yeah what about him?"
"Shizuku."
"Bless you."
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Thunder Thighs ( Osamu Miya x OC)
Romance🌫️ Post Time Skip 🌫️ "Tell me, pretty boy, are you going to fuck me or not?" At the age of 27, Osamu Miya finds himself enraptured by a sinfully thick blonde who is able to boldly match his quiet dominant brand of energy with her own firey one. ...