MakoHaru One-Shots

The Desk (Fluff)

POV: 1st Person (Haru)

"Ah! How do I even build this thing?!"

I looked over at the direction of the voice and saw that it was none other than Makoto trying to build a desk he bought himself for our new apartment. I do have to say, the desk seems fairly easy to make, so I don't really see how Makoto isn't getting it.

I stood up from the floor were I was playing with our kitten, Tobi, and made my way over to the brown-haired boy on the floor. I knelt down and looked at the instructions. It didn't seem that difficult.

"Need hel-"

"Don't worry about it, Haruka! I got it!" Makoto said with a smile, interrupting me.

I sighed and went back to where I was sitting. I think I'll let him calling me by my full name slide. He does seem to be really riled up over this. I guess he just wants to show that he can build it on his own.

Though I was back at playing with Tobi, I couldn't help but steal glances at the frustrated boy on the other side of the room. His hair was a mess from all the head scratching, his glasses were almost at the very top of his nose, and his eyebrows were furrowed in a confused manner. I couldn't help but slightly blush at the sight of him. He was truly an amazing being even if he was beyond frustrated at the moment. I honestly don't know how I got so lucky to be able to live with him.

"Mmmmohmygod! Why is this being so difficult?!" Makoto sighed, snapping me out of the trance he subconsciously cast on me.

I once again got up from where I was at and walked over to him. I kneeled down behind him though he didn't seem to notice. I quickly wrapped my arms around his form and rested my chin on his shoulder.

"H-Haru?" Makoto said with a slight jump of surprise.

"I don't think that's supposed to go there," I said flatly, not really knowing what to respond.

"I knew it!" Makoto said in the same frustrated tone he was using before.

I smiled at him even though he couldn't see me and kissed his cheek, already seeing the blush form up that he refused to acknowledge. I started to unravel (a/n: *cries cause tokyo ghoul*) myself from him when I suddenly felt him grasp me and somehow found myself on his lap.

"How did you..." I started, being really confused on how he go me in this position in such a short amount of time.

Makoto simply replied by gently grabbing my face and kissing my lips. The kiss didn't last for more that a second before he pulled away, and I felt my cheeks heat up. Not knowing how to react, I addressed the problem at hand.

"Need help with the de-"

"I can build it myself!" Makoto said in frustration over the desk as he glared at it.

I love this dork.

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A/N: Sorry for not uploading!! Made this one longer than the others I have written so I hope that makes up for it. I decided to make this more physically cute and shit so ha ayato (that is me if you didn't know) can cute! Okay I'm done. Have a nice day/afternoon/evening/night!!