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Osamu leaned against the doorframe of his shop and asked, "ya sure I can't give ya a lift home?"
"Nah, I'm just a bit a ways away from here," Lilith said with a smile while motioning to the massive to-go bag of food. "Besides, you've done more than enough."
Osamu scratched his cheek as a bit of guilt caused him to murmur, "it's my way of say'n sorry for jumping to conclusions about who Dai is. I didn't realize ya had another brother."
"It's okay pretty boy, it wasn't too illogical of a guess. We're really close in age, so people have mistaken us for Ren's parents plenty of times. Besides, food is the best apology," Lilith winked at him and flirted, "aside from sex, of course."
Osamu's dick twitched to his life even though he clacked his tongue in mock disapproval. "Sex? That's yer apology of choice?"
"Hell yeah it is, pretty boy!" she sang as she began to walk down the street.
As she began to sink into the darkness of the night, Osamu called out, "I'll see ya around, princess. Make sure you get home safe, okay?"
Unlike before when she felt a sliver of annoyance for the pet name due to its reminder of her distaste for her father, Lilith genuinely smiled because she didn't mind the idea of Osamu Miya thinking of her as a princess.
Perhaps one day she could even become his queen.
Warm thoughts of seeing Osamu again made the walk home particularly enjoyable. Soon enough she was unlocking the front door to her ragged apartment, but the door was thrown open by a very excited Ren.
He didn't even let her get inside as he demanded, "Tell. Me. Everything!"
Lilith did not tell him everything. In fact, she told him nothing as punishment for threatening to rat her out to their older brother. She let him eat one onigiri to shut him up before packing away the rest for their lunch. Sleep consumed her the second her face hit her pillow, but the last image that flashed across her mind was that sweet simple smile Osamu had when they were talking about cooking.
Someday, she'd repay him for his kindness by making his favorite meal, but the next day would most certainly not be the next day because all too soon the sound of her alarm blasted her awake.
Lilith cursed as she crawled out of bed. Due to her hectic schedule, all she was able to do was write Ren a sweet little note before having to take the coldest faster shower known to man, dress for her grocery clerk job, and run out the door.
Lilith made it to work with exactly 37 seconds to spare. Her manager was an old angry bitch who will be herby referred to as Karen (even though that tots wasn't her real name). "Cutting it a little close again, aren't we?"
"Nah, I still got 35 seconds to spare," Lilith replied while putting her nametag on so that she can start her shift.
Karen's sourpuss face pulled up in a fake smile. "You're on my radar Tominaga, so I suggest watching that tone before you find yourself unemployed again."
Lilith braided her hair out of her face and sassed, "if you think this job pays well enough for me to put up with your harassment, you are highly mistaken. The only reason I don't go to upper management about your hazing is because your petty comments make literally zero difference in my life."
Lilith walked out of the breakroom but paused to add, "but please, keep trying to ruin my day so that you don't have to focus on how miserably bleak your own pathetic life is. Have a great day Karen!"
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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. ...