𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐟 - 𝐩𝐭.𝟐

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The next day I woke up in bed. 

In Takahiro's bed. 

With him in it.

My eyes widened as I realized I was trapped in his tight embrace. I looked around, mentally questioning why I was once again at his place.

Recently everything has been quite confusing as I keep spending more and more time at his place. I can't even remember the last time I woke up in my bed, in my room. These thoughts caused alarms to go off in my head and I slowly tried to pry his hands off me. 

But that only made him awake. 

He fluttered his eyes open and a smile graced his lips.

"Good morning my dear, how did you sleep?"

He asked in a raspy and sleepy tone. This time however I was not swayed by his charm and I sat up and pried his hands off me.

"Takahiro I have to go home." I said in a stern voice, a slight hint of worry in it. 

Takahiro frowned and sat up. He placed his large hands on my shoulders, massaging them.

"My dear, what's the rush? You haven't even gotten out of bed, at least let me feed you some breakfast-"

"No, I'll eat at home, thank you." I cut him off and got out of bed. I looked around, searching for my phone and other belongings. I then turned to him.

"Where are my stuff?" 

Takahiro slowly got out of bed while holding eye contact. 

"My dear please tell me why you are in such a rush, did I do something to make you uncomfortable?" He frowned slightly while tilting his head as he stood in front of me. I took a step back to put some distance between us.

"No, I just need to go home, I feel like I haven't been there in a while." I said quietly and cautiously. 

Takahiro's gaze narrowed ever so slightly at me, it was barely noticeable. 

"But you just went there yesterday to retrieve your laptop." He said in a calm tone.

"Yes, but I have to catch up on work-"

"You can work here."

My eyes widen slightly and my brows lift at his slightly more strict tone.

"But-"

"No buts, now come, let's go eat."

He turns me around and pushes me out of the bedroom with his hands on my shoulders. My face had a look of uneasiness but I tried to keep myself calm and not overthink it.

Once in the kitchen, he asked me to help him prepare breakfast, and so I was now cutting up some cucumbers for a salad. Takahiro was at the stove, sprinkling some spices and mixing them up in the pan. He glanced at me and set the spatula down before walking over to me. 

Suddenly I felt two strong arms slither from both my sides and caress along my arms down to my hands. 

"Here, let me help." He softly spoke into my ear which made me feel goosebumps. His hands engulfed mine and he started to control my chopping, making it at a steady pace yet cutting the cucumbers in perfect slices.

I felt myself get butterflies at feeling his strong chest against my back and his muscular arms caging me. Once the cucumber was cut, his hands stayed resting on mine. We stood there in silence, my heart racing at this intimate position. Suddenly, I felt his head lower to my ear, making my eyes go wide in anticipation and nervousness.

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