SAO drabbles ~

EXTRA - Kirito's 'unboxed' jealousy | Alternative Alicization AU

Asuna's POV

I stand by my front door, still as frazzled as ever. The box lays in front of me, half open, taunting me as I stare at the contents, perplexed more than anything.

It's been four months since Kirito and I returned to reality from our time in The Underworld AKA Kikuoka's Project Alicization. With both our memories of the 200 years our fluctlights spent there, erased upon my request, things were falling back into the line of ordinary.

I got into the university that I wanted which made my mother finally get off my back about my education. Our group meet ups in ALO kept on going, Kirito and I spent most of the time making up from being away so long from our daughter Yui. Life seemed to resume as if the Johnny Black incident never even happened.

That is...until today.

Kikuoka's playing some kind of twisted joke with me...I mean, what in the world do I make of the contents in this box!? Do I take it out? Should I?...No, no, it's better to wait for Kirito, right?...right?

As my thoughts carry me to God knows where, I'm brought back to my senses as my boyfriend reaches my house and parks his motorbike in my driveway. He turns off the ignition, taking off his helmet revealing his short black hair, his fringe carefully situated between his eyebrows. His leather jacket firmly sits across his perfectly sculpted muscles.

He waves to me, taking off his leather gloves and putting them into his pocket as he makes his way to the front.

"Good morning, Asuna~"

"Hey, you~"

His lip touches my cheek as he kisses me, which makes the hue in my cheeks darken in an instant. He blushes the same while locking his gaze onto mine.

We take a moment to embrace each other, my arms fitting around the back of his neck like the missing pieces of a perfectly thought out puzzle. He holds me tightly by my waist, transferring all his protective and safeguarding nature that he holds for me into his grip.

I pull back slightly to face him, his onyx eyes burning into my hazel eyes. We both softly lean in, our lips reuniting in a blissful lingering unification of warmth and love. After a few seconds, we both pull back and share warm smiles with each other, only for Kirito to kick the box that lays by his feet in a mischevious manner with his grin betraying him.

"So, this is 'the box' you called me about, huh?"

"Help me lift it inside before you kick it completely over, then~"

"As you wish, vice commander~"

With an eyeroll from me shot his way, I watch my beloved swordsman squat down to pick up the box with his two hands.

"Should...I-?"

"Nah, I got this~ You just sit back and watch the show~"

"Alright, Mr Greatest Showman, and what show is that exactly, hm?~

"The gun show~"

As I feel the blood from my body rush up to my cheeks, Kirito smirks at me, reveling in my flustered nature. To add to his cockyness, he makes grunting sounds while lifting the box as an attempt to impress me with his muscular prowess.

"Hnghhz Nah, just kidding, it's actually a piece of cake~"

"Oh wow, yes indeed. Have you been
working out without telling me(?)~"

"Nah, I'm just naturally strong~'

"Uh huh. And where do you get your strength from, hm? Gaming all day in VR or Kendo?~"