Now or Never

Dwight the Might

Bright sun beams pushed through the little slivers the curtains had and barely dimmed the large room. In the king-sized bed lay Katsuki and Nazumi holding each other securely. Her head rested on his chest and her arms were wrapped around his torso and his shoulder as his were resting on her waist and underneath his head.

To them, this was a comfortable bliss. Something they could both do and always end up happy. No arguments, no words, just actions.

She brings her head up and blinks awake, her eyes adjusting to the faintly lit room of hers. Her blue orbs dance around until they land on a pair of closed eyes.

Smiling and bringing her hand up to run her fingers through his hair, she feels herself getting lost in the moment, forgetting the world around her as she focuses on only him. She bends over and plants her lips softly on his forehead, pulling back to continue admiring.

His eyes snap open and she's met with a glare. His normal look was on his face, his eyes sharp and his lip perked into a scowl. Still, she loved it.

"Good morning," She beams at him, her fingers pulling the stray hairs from her face and behind her ear, "Did you sleep well?"

His glare softens but it doesn't completely vanish and his throat feels tight as he nods slowly. "Yeah, I slept fine." Husky and deep, his tone sends shivers down her spine.

She slides over him to get to the other side of the bed so she could get ready for the day. She pads her way over to her closet and sighs when she realizes Miss Amy had stocked some clothes in here for Katsuki as well.

"I could pick out his outfit..." She grins, excitement bubbling into her chest as she thought of him wearing many different styles.

She slips into white, thin, plain dress that stops right below her knee and slides on some open toe three inch white heels. Deciding that this was her choice, she scans the different clothing for Katsuki closely. Her eyes land on a white button up shirt and she pulls it off the hanger and stares it down for another short moment, nodding her head in approval after the wait.

"Now for the pants."

It'd have to be something black...

As she continues looking, Katsuki appears in the doorway and stops to watch her. After a few minutes of watching her scurry around the overly sized closet, he clears his throat and watches her body twitch as she slowly turns to meet with his eyes.

Before either of them could open their mouths, shouting was heard from down stairs with the mixed sounds of Dwight's loud, deep barking. Katsuki's eye twitches and he closes them as his fingers run through his hair angrily, "So fucking early in the morning?"

She silently laughs to herself before handing him his outfit for the day. "It seems big brother has heard of your presence—"

Her door flies open and reveals an exhausted Christian with wide eyes and messy hair. He was exhaling and inhaling heavily as he scanned the room for the figures.

"Messy unmade bed, dark room..." He mutters to himself dramatically and continues to look around until his eyes land on a certain crimson glare. "A boy half dressed in my little sisters dark room, with the bed messy and unmade..." panic surged through his body and he instantly began balling. "MY INNOCENT LITTLE NAZU HAS BEEN TAINTED BY A BOY AT SUCH A YOUNG AGE? I AM A DISAPPOINTMENT OF A BIG BROTHER!"

Nazumi sighs, sliding into her clothes before walking out of the closet with an unreadable expression, a smile sloppily laying on her face. "What are you rambling on about?"

He pointed at her, tears spilling from his face, "I cannot believe you, Nazu! How could you fall as low as-as... as him?" He then gensures over to Katsuki's confused posture, before it twisted into anger at the words of Christian.