Duality (DxD) (Part 1)

Ch 177 - Forever (1)

Jin and Aika walked up to the kitchen as work started. Aikas job was to cook the food, and Jin's job was to sit down and admire someone so beautiful cooking it.

Aika used magic to change her school clothes into something more comfortable, a plain black skirt and a tucked-in white top. A pink apron over all of it so she didn't make a mess of herself. With the items she took out of the fridge, the dish was going to be something delicious, something Jin loved. Protein.

Chicken.

Aika began working the chicken on the stove. Working it on the pan where oil sizzled the pieces of chicken with a golden brown. Jin watched Aika put sauces and spices in the pan with the smell of garlic, soy sauce, and ginger filling the air, hinting at a flavorful teriyaki chicken.

Jin didn't know why, but Aika was amazing at cooking. In the kitchen, she seemed to have a natural flow. He didn't know where it came from. He had seen her parents in the kitchen and they were never this good. Jin watched Aika work the high-quality pan like it was magic. With its non-stick surface she tossed the chicken and perfectly seared the chicken, giving it a crispy texture while locking in the juicy flavors. Maybe in a different life, she could have been a chef. But her dreams were different in this life.

Jin watched Aikas smile as she was in her element, but also enjoying the fact that Jin was so engrossed by watching her. She moved with a captivating flow and even though she was only cooking, even though he was only sitting there, Aika had grasped Jins complete attention. Aika could have sworn she felt the loving gaze of Jin radiating from him. She couldn't stop smiling because of it.

On the counter beside her, there's a small bowl with homemade teriyaki sauce. Something she made in preparation for this day. The sauce was rich, dark brown and glistening with the right balance of sweet and savoury. Placing the flame on its lowest heat, Aika went to the prepared cutting board and onions. Then as if she was a professional, she thinly sliced the green onions. Getting sesame seeds all ready to be sprinkled on top as a finishing touch.

In the kitchen, rice was being prepared in a cooker, its humming softly resonating with an extractor and stove. Aika was preparing fluffy white rice to accompany the dish.

As everything was slowly being finished, Aika grabbed trays and plates. Taking out chopsticks with delicate, floral designs. She was readying the playing and looking back at Jin. Looking at him with a smirk causing Jin to blush, looking away from Aika as she couldn't stop smiling around Jin.

Aika always found herself smiling around Jin. It was rare for her to not smile. Jin was someone who made her happy, but it was a lot more than that. There was something much deeper than happiness she felt for Jin. She felt something much deeper than love for Jin.

Carefully she went back to the stove and flipped the chicken, ensuring each piece was cooked to perfection. Plating everything together with a dash of theatrics because she could feel Jin watching again. Finishing the food, picking up two trays.

Aika: And done! Let's go down now and watch a movie!

Aika said as Jin stood up and took his tray. He could smell the aroma of the delicious food. The juicy chicken and sweet sauce. He didn't even have to taste it to know it was delicious. But what was going through Jin's mind wasn't how tasty the food Aika made was. It was what the ring should look like. How could Jin display all his love for Aika in one ring?

Going downstairs again, Aika and Jin sat down next to each other and began watching a movie. But Jin wasn't doing much watching of a movie. His gaze lingered on Aika, captivated by her, as she had stolen his heart. Even in such simple clothes as a white top and black skirt, she looked beautiful.

The white fabric of the soft top was smooth against her skin, accentuating the graceful shape of her shoulders and collarbone. It hinted at the toned body she had, built from years of hard work. With it tucked into her skirt, the white top showed the delicate curve of her waist. Her black skirt hugged to her figure, flowing down just above her knees. The contrast between the stark white of her top and the deep black of her skirt highlighted her form in a way that made her stand out, even in the dim light of the theatre room.

As she watched the movie, slowly eating the food she made, Jin couldn't help but admire her. Slowly eating, yet that wasn't what kept him silent. It was the quiet beauty that caught him. In such a peaceful moment, with no other distractions, he could take in Aika. Someone he had seen for so long, he could look at all the subtle things that changed about her. Her style had grown, her glasses were slightly different, a thicker lens of her prescription. Jin noticed Aika slightly move and her skirt shift, revealing just a hint of her legs. Graceful and toned. The balance of Aikas hard work in gymnastics. Not only that, she was a part of the swimming club during lunch. Her figure was stunning.

Jin was mesmerized and couldn't look away. He could only keep on eating and wondering how he of all people could be in such a situation. How he not only had her as someone he loved, but so many women. Aika had wanted Jin to love her, but that was something she had for a while. She was just as blind to Jin's feelings as he was to hers. For a while, as children Jin liked Aika. You could call it a crush.

As she sat there, watching the movie they had on, Jin wasn't the only one who was admiring another. Aika was finding it hard not to giggle. Discreetly glancing at Jin, looking at him, she felt her heart beating much faster. Looking at Jin, she felt the same feeling in her heart again, something she obsessed over for many years. Jin was truly something special to Aika.

Yet she couldn't control herself as she gave a small giggle, placing down her tray as Aika looked at Jin.

Aika: How long are you going to keep eating on air for?

Aika said with a small laugh as Jin looked at his chopsticks, nothing on them at all. Jin then looked down at his plate, but there was nothing in it. Unknowingly Jin ate his food extremely fast and had finished a while ago. Too engrossed by Aikas beauty to realise he was eating nothing for a while.

A fact which put a light blush on his face. But Aika gently took Jin's tray and moved it over to hers, on another chair. Moving over and gently sitting on his lap.

Aika: Let's finish watching the movie. I've lined up a few~.

Aika smiled as Jin gently hugged her. Hugging close to her as she leaned into him. Watching a movie together. Enjoying each other's warm embrace and the peaceful moment they were both in.

However, Aika was kidding herself to believe she could hold back for a few more movies because as the first one finished and the next one slowly turned on, she could no longer hold back her love. Moving her skirt a little as she moved up Jin. Sitting down on Jin's crotch, making him perk up. Yet he smiled softly and relaxed, holding Aika close with his arms around her, his face gently nuzzled into the crook of her neck. Jin took a deep breath and melted into Aika.

It was certain, he fell hard for her.

Aika: {Jin~.}

Aika gently grinded on Jin's crotch as she could feel his warm breath so close to her. He gently embraced her more and his member slowly hardened. She was grinding up and down against his member. She felt Jin slowly plant a kiss on her neck.

Slowly she turned around to look at Jin. She was sitting on his lap, looking into his crimson eyes.

Jin: I love you Aika~.

Aika looked into Jin's crimson eyes and hers widened. Noticing one thing, she didn't have anything to teach Jin. Because in his eyes there wasn't a single ounce of lust in them. Despite how hard he was, lust was not present in his loving gaze.

Aika: I love you too Jin~.

Slowly, Aika gently pressed her lips against Jin. She neither needed to tell Jin something about her, nor teach Jin something important. All because she overlooked something very important about Jin.

Jin only wanted those he loved to be happy. He didn't lust over them. At least not normally. Everything he did was out of love for those close to him.