A/N: reader's name is Miyoko in this chapter!
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The sound of her footsteps almost imperceptible, Miyoko slipped into the darkened kitchen, finding her way easily thanks to memory and habit. She avoided the table, then the counter, and made her way to the sink, still in complete silence.
Only when she reached the sink did she look for the light switch, running her fingers along the wall above the faucet; a discreet light appeared, illuminating the counter to help her find what she was looking for.
She tiptoed to one of the upper cupboards, and rummaged around for a while until she came across what she so desired, well hidden behind a packet of coffee. Her fingers brushed against her objective, but she was still too small to reach it completely.
This made her gasp with discontent, as a disgruntled pout found its way onto her lips. Determined to see her nocturnal plans being successful, she leaned one hand on the counter, her feet stretched to the extreme, while her second hand touched again and again what she wanted to grab, without succeeding this time either.
She was going to have to get on a chair, she could not see any other way. She could potentially give up, but the irresistible urge she had been feeling for a good hour at least outweighed everything else, even her sleep.
Just as she was about to get back on her two feet, and reach for something that might help her grow a little taller, another hand, much larger than hers, came to grab what she had so desperately wanted, taking her by surprise.
She stepped back a little, unsettled, and was held by another body, whose warmth was oh-so-familiar to her. Lifting her chin, still with her back to the newcomer, she was not surprised to discover her boyfriend's calm, neutral face, his blue eyes shining in the light of the sconce, and his red hair taking on lighter, warmer hues thanks to it.
"Sakunosuke...! I thought you were still asleep!"
Now that she had a good look at him, she could see that his eyebrows were more furrowed than usual. Obviously, he was upset.
"I've already told you to ask me if you want anything, haven't I?" he replied in his characteristically deep voice, whose calmness left no clue as to what he was thinking inside, except for his furrowed brows.
Miyoko pouted again, crossed her arms in surrender and looked away, gazing at the green plant that lay on the counter right next to the sink, and which could do with a little water now that she could see it.
"I'm not incapable of doing anything on my own yet, Sakunosuke. I'm pregnant, not convalescent."
She did not need to see him to know that the redhead was rolling his eyes. It was true. She and Oda had been expecting their little bundle of joy for almost six months, and according to the ultrasound scans, it was a little girl.
Since then, her already overprotective boyfriend had become even more so, but without verging on the ridiculous. Well, most of the time. Because right now, he was scolding her for wanting to eat some cookies in the middle of the night.
She knew he was angry at her for being 'careless', in his own words, but hey! She could still get her own food from her own cupboards!
The annoyance she felt quickly vanished when the much-desired packet was placed in front of her on the counter, onto which she threw herself without a second of hesitation, devouring the chocolate cakes in one go, under the tender gaze of the young man.
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Bungou Stray Dogs ~ One-shots
FanfictionJust a collection of short Bungou Stray Dogs stories, hope you like it! I use random first names to replace the reader's, but you can read by replacing with your own, as it was originally thought~ English is not my first language, so it's possible t...