Chapter title: Morning
Third person pov
__________M/N hadn't gotten much sleep that night but he had to get up at dawn to get ready. M/N got in the shower wondering if he should wake up Giyuu because Giyuu had still been sleeping. He decided against it. He felt bad for waking him up in the middle of the night. M/N squished some of the cheap hotel shampoo onto his hand, he always found it hard to get the stuff out because of how small and hard the container is.
M/N couldn't help but think about his wonderful boyfriend. He misses him. He always missed Kyojuro when on a mission without him. M/M wrapped his soapy arms around his own body, trying to get a feel of how it is when Kyojuro holds him... it's just not the same. He then thought back to just yesterday when he had gotten out of the shower. The way Kyojuro wanted to see him so badly was quite cute, but he didn't want to admit that. Then his words replayed in his head "you're all nice and clean now, why don't we take this a step further?"
M/N's face went beet red. Placing his hand over his mouth in a somewhat shocked feeling. He still doesn't know if he's ready for that yet, but does he want to? Hell yeah! They had both seen each other now, he could still remember when he helped clean Kyojuro so vividly. Who would top and who would bottom? M/N imagined it. He wasn't sure the answer to that but either way seems fine to him. M/N decided to think more about weather or not he was ready yet. He wanted to do so, but he's never done anything like that before. Heck, Kyojuro took his first kiss! M/N had zero experience with this stuff. He couldn't help but be nervous, would he even enjoy it? Of course he would! He would be doing that with THE Kyojuro Rengoku. The love of his life.
'Maybe I'm ready' M/N thought. He had told Kyojuro he wasn't ready though. Maybe M/N would have to make the first move? 'We should probably talk about this first then go with the flow from there.' M/N thought about it more, pretty much fantasizing about what it might be like, getting even closer with Kyojuro. M/N slapped his face, telling himself to get his mind from the gutter. M/N sighed, finishing up in the shower and got out.
He went to grab the towel off the counter, remembering yesterday once more "fuck, get the hell from my mind!" M/N groaned in frustration. There was no way he could do anything today if Kyojuro was all he could think about. He left the bathroom after getting into his uniform to see Giyuu awake
"Good morning." Giyuu sounded tired, making M/N feel even worse for keeping up Giyuu last night.
"Good morning, the bathroom is free now." M/N left the bathroom so Giyuu could enter. He just nodded and went in, closing the door behind himself.
M/N looked out the window in his room, he spotted a small restaurant to eat at and decided he should go there with Giyuu. He fiddled with his haori, not knowing what to do while Giyuu was getting ready. He examined the frosty blue to white gradient on it. The cute little snowflakes and white spots that were scattered on the bottom.
He pulled out his katana from the saya. He rubbed his fingers over his cold metal tsuba, it was a pure white little spikes coming out of it. They had the same pattern as a P1h snowflake, interact and beautiful. He examined the sharpness of it. It looked nice, he wouldn't need to get it sharpened at the Swords Smith Village any time soon. Going there was a pain. He remembered that he had to be blind folded the whole way. No one was allowed to know where it was or what the people there looked like. Even the people bringing him there didn't know where it was. He had to be passed between many different people on the way. That was such a pain and hopes to not have to do that again any time soon. Apparently Hashira tend to go there every once in a while to train.
Giyuu exited and decided to leave, motioning to the door. M/N understood and followed behind him. "I saw a place to eat right across the street. It looks small so it would probably be nice." M/N knows that Giyuu doesn't like crowed and busy places all that much so this seemed like the perfect place. Giyuu nodded and followed M/N to the restaurant.
It just turned seven and the restaurant was just opening. No one was waiting outside. No one was inside yet either so they just walked in. A lady showed them in and sat them down. Giyuu skimmed the menu for a few minutes before setting it down. M/N also knew what he wanted. "M/N, can you ask them to get me Dorayaki?" He asked nervously, fiddling with his fingers.
"Yeah, sure." M/N thought it was cute that Giyuu was too nervous to order for himself. He also found it funny because he himself was going to order that too.
They both got their waters and M/N ordered "thanks." Giyuu whispered.
"No problem." M/N smiled back at him giving a thumbs up. The waitress came back with their food a few minutes later. M/N thanked the woman and started to eat. He saw a small smile on Giyuus face as he ate. It makes sense, food can make anyone happy. "Hey, I'm sorry for waking you up last night."
"Oh, that's ok. Everyone has a bad dream sometimes. I do too. I'm sorry I couldn't do much." Giyuu responded flatly.
"No, you did great. I'm really thankful you got in contact with Kyo."
Giyuu nodded and went back to eating.
They ate and split the bill. "Let's get going, we can't waste any time" Giyuu sounded serious. He was always serious when it came to this. Killing demons seemed to be the only thing he lived for.
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Words: 1,113I'm so so so sorry for not updating yesterday. I was planing to and I was planning to do multiple updates today too but k just don't have any time. I cut this chapter shirt because of that. Love you all. I can't promise another chapter but I hope to do so.
Ky 💜
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