☁️ Your favourite

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{Warnings:None}
{Gn!Reader}
{☁️ fluff}
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It had been a long day, with the rain pouring incessantly outside and the weight of your worries pressing down on your chest. The streets of Tokyo seemed more dreary than usual. As you trudged towards your apartment, the familiar scent of your favorite food reached your nose.

Stepping inside, you were greeted with the sight of Choso, his usually intimidating presence melting away as he focused on cooking in the kitchen. "You're home early," he remarked without turning, a soft smile playing on his lips.

You shrugged off your coat, chuckling lightly. "The rain chased me home. What are you making?" you inquired, moving closer to inspect the pot simmering on the stove.

"Your favorite," he replied, finally turning to face you with a gentle look in his eyes, a stark contrast to his usual intense demeanor. "I thought you might need some comfort food."

You smiled, touched by the gesture. "How did you know?"

Choso shrugged, tucking a stray hair behind your ear. "I just had a feeling," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

You leaned into his touch, feeling the warmth of his hand against your skin. "Thank you, Choso," you murmured, resting your head on his shoulder. "It means a lot."

For a moment, the two of you simply stood there, taking comfort in each other's presence. The world outside, with its rain and worries, seemed to fade away, replaced by the warmth and coziness of the moment.

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