I opened the door and step foot into the unsettling silence of the house. Taking off my shoes, I muttered. "I'm home."
"Welcome home."
I almost jumped out if my skin. He was so quiet, I forgot he was staying with me. I guess that's what makes him so good at his job.
He was silent, had no presence and most importantly, was very observant.
I sighed and slowly started to take off my shoes and looked down at his feet and realised he was wearing bunny slippers. I quickly looked up and say that he was wearing a frilly pink apron paired with a white lace headpiece. I opened my mouth to say something, but he beat me to it.
"I sincerely apologize in advance for what is about to happen." He bowed down until his upper body was parallel to the floor, I kid you not. He shot back up and looked at me and I was still crouched down wondering what the hell is about to happen.
Did I also mention he's a dense fuck who can't take a hint? He's still great though.
"Hey, Izaya-"
Something started smoking from the kitchen and I leapt to my feet while he didn't move.
Something then exploded in the kitchen.
~~~
We stood side by side in the kitchen. Well, what used to be the kitchen.
There was... something, all over the walls and the stove was blackened. There were pots and pans all over the counter and there was flour everywhere.
This was such a cliché.
"......What happened."
He raised a finger to his chin, as if in deep thought. "I followed the recipe perfectly... maybe I didn't add enough love?"
I see what had happened here. I groaned and yelled out in frustration. Even when he isn't here, he's everywhere and as of now, I'm so glad he was.
When he comes home, I won't force him to watch any horror movies and I'll give him the biggest hug ever and not let go.
Holding my head in my hands, I walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. There was a number of plain black books on the table, but I wasn't fooled. Sad to say, I had gotten used to this.
Grabbing the nearest one, I flipped it open to a random page and groaned. I should've known this would happen.
All of the books were filled with instructions on how to do several tasks written by the one and only Sakata Akki. They were so cheesy too, especially the recipes.
"And finally, add nine cups full of love~ ;)"
There were five books in total. I grabbed them all and walked into the kitchen and grabbed an empty bin. I then walked outside and dumped on the books into the bin, before setting it on fire with a match.
I'm watching it, burn.
~~~
After finishing everything I had to do for that evening, homework, cleaning the kitchen, a little bit of training, I changed into a flannel shirt and sweatpants and decided to just... sit outside in the backyard.
18:49
It was still early.
I stuffed my hands in my pockets and prepared myself for the cold breeze before opening the glass door that separated the backyard from the living room.
I shivered slightly. It was cold.
I sat down on the bench and stared up and the sky. There weren't many stars in the sky, it was mainly just black with a few stars here and there, which was quite sad. Humans really are disgusting, pollution the sky like this. At this rate, I'll forget what stars look like.
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