🍭 •Daddy's Sugar• 🍭

Two

(A/n: Heyyy yall! Suppp . I ain't got shit to say fr but that its all gonna come together, eventually 😂 . Well... Enjoy, babes!)

"We're sorry. You just don't match the criteria."

"It's not that we have anything against you... But we just think you're suited elsewhere."

"We've decided on another candidate for the position. Thanks for the inqui—"

"Yeah, yeah... fuck you, too." You end the call, bringing a hand to your temple to relieve the stress.

God... what I would give for some real smoke.

Sighing, you slip your phone back into your pocket, throwing your head back. Getting up, you go over to the window and slide it open.

Withdrawing the pack from your pocket, you light a fresh cigarette. Closing your eyes, you exhale lightly.

How many rejections does that make?

16... or was it 19? Ahh, it's too fucking many either way.

It's already been seven weeks since you started living at Toji's residence in Kawasaki. Let's just say it's been an...adjustment. The Fushiguro household is unique...

The moment you walked up to the door you questioned if this place was abandoned because of the graffiti and trash surrounding it. The interior wasn't any better. In the corners were boxes of guns, knives, and all kinds of dangerous trinkets. The halls were loitered with worn-out boxes leaning against the wall with books, files, movies, and other miscellaneous objects. Thankfully, the kitchen and bathroom weren't a complete mess.

Oh, and his two kids that he mentioned, are tweens, which he said nothing about. It's been difficult navigating a stable connection with them. Especially because it seems they are at the stage of rebellion.

However, Megumi seems to enjoy your presence. He's fascinated by the knowledge and experiences you've accumulated before coming here. He must get his impertinence from Toji. He's not as chatty. He's quiet and calculating. He's not afraid to challenge anyone. Such tenacity is in his genes.

Tsumiki, on the other hand, is the bubbly, bossy type. Often yelling at the two boys in the house to be more considerate of a lady. She does not approve of another woman in the house, besides her. She's adamant about protecting Megumi and Toji from your 'adult charms'. Whatever that means.

As if you would want to be a part of this circus. None of them have a sense of self or any real affection. Guess that's to be expected in a motherless household. Still, you hope you can assist them in deepening their bonds and etiquette.

Soft taps on your door grab your attention followed by Megumi's mild voice, "(F/n), can I come in?"

Putting the cigarette out, you toss it in the trash bucket you placed underneath your window. "Yeah."

His hair peeks through first and then his soft stoic face tinted lightly. "Are you busy?"

"Nope. Did you need something, Megumi?"

Shaking head, "Nothing in particular. I just wondered if you would help me study English... or maybe read a book to me..?"

Giggling, "What kind of book do you have in mind?" You slide the window closed and take your place back at the desk, closing up your laptop.