(y/n)'s POV:
The next morning I woke up to a thin voice speaking to me. I managed to slowly open my eyes, the sunrays coming through the curtains blinding my vision for a couple of seconds before I saw clearly.
A smiling Senjuro was staring at me from close up. "Miss (y/n), wake up." He said quietly.
I muttered, yawning before I took a glance at the digital clock on the nightstand. It was barely past 6 am. I sat up nonetheless, rubbing the tiredness out of my eyes. "It's very early, Senju-"
He shushed me by placing a palm upon my mouth to stop me speaking. "Quietly. Kyojuro is still sleeping."
I wanted to sleep too at this time around in the morning, Senjuro...
I glanced to my right, taking a moment to stare at a sleeping Kyojuro. He was laying on his stomach, tucking his forearms under the pillow whereas he rested his head on, his hair all messy.
I didn't even notice how much I was smiling to myself. If Kyojuro was cuddling me in his sleep, there's no way that I would be able to escape from his grasp.
There was one time when I had to pee... badly... and it was a miracle that I could wake him up to let go of me. I never ran faster in my life to the restroom before than when I did that morning.
He always keeps me so flush to himself even in his sleep as if I was a pillow or a teddy bear for him, not letting me go at all.
So, you're lucky Senjuro that your brother isn't keeping me in his vice grip...
We tiptoed our way out of the bedroom, Senjuro leading me to the kitchen downstairs. Everyone else was asleep too. In the kuzchen a lot of ingredients and other stuff awaited us prepared on the counters.
"Miss (y/n), help me." He pleaded. "It's mom's birthday today and I want to make her breakfast, but she doesn't let me use the stove alone."
It's Ruka's birthday today???
"Please help me, miss (y/n)." He begged me again.
Ruffling his hair a little bit I grabbed an apron and put it on myself, giving him one as well, so we wouldn't stain our pajamas.
He wanted to cook her favourite which was grilled fish, rice, miso soup and pickle. We made for everyone else of course.
Despite his young age, he was doing great in the kitchen. I guess it's thanks to his mom's cooking skills and letting Senjuro help her whenever they had the chance to cook together. He was determined, asking questions all the time to make sure he did everything well. He did most of it and I only helped him in little things since he didn't let me do too much. This reminded me of Kyojuro a lot.
One day when he will be older, his future wife is going to be very lucky to have a man like him. Both him and Kyojuro are raised well and I can only wish that I can do half as great as Ruka when I will be a mom one day. She's truly amazing.
With Senjuro we did the finishing touches on Ruka's plate, then put everything on a tray, brining it upstairs. The entire house was silent which meant that both my fiancé and the others were still sleeping. Lucky for us that nobody woke up to the noise.
Senjuro though stopped for a moment, turning to look up at me before speaking. "Miss (y/n). Wake Kyojuro up. I want him to take part in the surprise."
I nodded, walking to the other end of the hallway, going inside the bedroom whereas Kyojuro was laying in the exact same position like how I left him in bed.
I sat down on the side of the bed, placing a palm upon his shoulder to gently shake him awake, giving him kisses on his skin and hair. "Kyojuro, wake up please." I cooed in his ear.

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F#cking Professor Rengoku - AU Rengoku x Reader +18 (COMPLETED)
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