The problem with Mamo-chan

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It was nearly impossible for him to get the image out of his thoughts, no matter how hard he tried to erase it from his head, how hard he clenched his eyes close, the picture of his bunny and Seiya kissing was omnipresent and just gave him a headache. He didn't mean to be so cold with her, no. No matter how upset he was he didn't mean to just kick her home like this. After all, he vowed to protect her.
He was hurt, yes, undeniably, but deep down knew he couldn't blame it on her. But on who then? On Seiya? He is sure this guy knew about him and Usagi. On his girlfriend's attractiveness? Well, how could he blame one for falling in love with her, she was so perfect –in her own, clumsy and cute way. Mamoru collapsed on his bed, letting his arm fall on his forehead as he sighed. It was already 10pm, he wondered what she was doing, but above all he wondered what he should do next. Stop talking to her until he accepts the situation? Would be pretty immature... Go talk to her? He shook his head, if he sees her he'll just picture that kiss again and be frustrated about how everyone gave themselves the freedom to kiss her. She was his, and he was fully hers. He knew that for him there was no way he could consider another girl, she was his one and only, his future, but right now, he started doubting if that's how she saw him too. As she once considered Seiya, even for the space of an instant? Slapping both sides of his cheeks, Mamoru just decided to stop overthinking, and start sleeping. Tomorrow will be another day, the night will surely help him find a solution...

"Mamo-chan..." she was in his dreams, always, in his thoughts 24/7. But this time, like it often happened the last few days, she was naked, on top of him, with a flustered expression. "I'm ready..." she whispered, in a sensual tone before delicately taking his member in her soft hands. Her erect nipples were showing, he absorbed her delicious shape and kissed her sweet lips. Mamoru woke up abruptly, sweating and panting. Cursing because it stopped so suddenly, his eyes then traveled down to his pants as he felt uncomfortable, and he sighed when he saw a boner. 'I dare to be so hard on her, when I have such inappropriate thoughts of her all the time...' he thought. She was right in the beginning, he did start to avoid her, and that's what caused her to feel hurt for days.

At the same moment, a few kilometers from there, at the Tsukino household Usagi had woken up as well, still in her pajamas, she was walking to the kitchen. This night she dreamed of the event of last night, resulting in her getting up with red puffy eyes, after Luna woke her up because she was worried. Apparently she had been crying and talking in her sleep.
"You know Usagi, I think Mamoru and you should just have a heartfelt conversation to clear things..." Luna offered.
"I already tried, and look where we are now... Mamo-chan hates me... and I hate myself too, so I'm gonna eat ice cream." She concluded, as Luna sighed in despair, 'this girl is a lost cause...' she thought. She had her special spot in the fridge where she'd keep ice cream in anticipation for the moments she'll be sad. 3 weeks it was because her favorite character died in a manga. At least now it was for something reasonable... "Mom, where is my strawberry ice cream ?!" Usagi yelled from the kitchen after staring at the fridge for 2 minutes.
"Oh, Shingo ate it last time! Ask your father to buy some when he returns home from work!" She responded from her room. Usagi let out an exaggerated sigh before fake crying.
"Two ice creams in the same month? What happened?" Her father looked at his wife, surprised, while he was putting on his tie.
"She had a fight with her boyfriend.." Her mother answered.
"This guy better not have made my daughter cry or else..." He clenched his fist before scoffing. "I'll buy her some ice cream when I get home! Maybe she'll look at me again with those shiny eyes, just like when she was a kid and I was the only important man in her life!" He said with tears in his eyes and full of determination. Ikuko awkwardly chuckled and chose to let him go to work without saying anything. She trusted they could handle it on their own.
"Mamaaaa can you bake me a pieeee?" She heard Usagi's voice, a vein popping on her forehead, she sighed before forcing a smile.
"Of course sweetheart I'll be right here!" When Usagi was in this state, she was so needy —and clingy at times, honestly Ikuko preferred when it was Mamoru taking care of her during these moments. He handled her well, whether it was when she was on her periods and he'd stay by her side and bring her medics and buy her food, or when she had a bad grade and he took her on dates or just invited her to his house.