Vanilla

A Home Away From Trouble

Originally heading back to his place behind the school, Leon never thought that he'd get dragged around by Myata the moment the school bell rang. "Uuuuh...where are you taking me?" He asked, severely confused.

"Sssshhh, hush up hubby!" She said happily, leaving him confused even more.

"Ooookaaay....." He toned out.

After exiting the school entrance, ignoring the fallen Kermit on the ground who was being beaten up by the colorblind Art teacher, a few minutes later they arrive at a large white house.

More and more of these bizarre actions left Leon bewildered.

However he didn't have time to think as Myata continued to drag him and pushed him inside. He was met with a comfy living room with a sky blue interior, normal furniture, and clear glass windows situated inside the walls. Rubbing his shoes on the mat in front of the door, Myata led him to a door where she then opened it and stepped into the dark. Hesitant to move, a hand slithered its way from out of the doorway and pulled Leon in, who let out a startled yelp, before slamming the door shut.

He almost tripped from the overpowering force, only for the arm to hold him steady. A peek to his right revealed Myata, still clutching his limb in place as she affectionately smiled and flipped on a switch to the side lighting up the room. A glimpse to his left made his throat constrict, head tilting at the absurdity. Uh? Now he stumbled. Two beds were pressed together to look like a king-sized mattress, covered with comfy covers and an abundance of pillows. Yellow drapes closed the windows with dressers pressed together. It was a simple and cozy room with a warm atmosphere to it and plenty of space. Perfect for a couple.

He discreetly waved his hand around. "Uh, Myata, explain?"

"Knew you were living behind the school with the boxes and the incinerator, so I decided that you'll live here with me!" She stated, as if it explained everything.

Quite frankly, it did not. "And this room is....mine, I suppose?" He asked.

Her grip tightened. "This place is a secret base to get away from it all right inside my, and now your, very home."

Huh....how was he supposed to feel about this? "Away from it all?"

"Yeah, you know?" Myata laughed, shaking in place. "A home away from trouble? See, one bedroom and bathroom with plenty of space to practice and no one else around to bother us. It's perfect!"

He had questions, attempting to step away, only for her to stiffen her grip. "Practice? Practice what?"

She snorted playfully. "Family life, silly."

Oh? Family life? Suddenly he no longer thought it was a joke considering that conversation happened a few days ago. Part of him still decided to play along, not wishing to be caught with his pants down from the inevitable Red and her awaiting cellphone, or Parker with his camera. Even if the evidence started to weigh against him, like the bedroom.

"You're not serious...right?"

She ignored his question, hugging his arm with her face pressed up to his bicep. He peeked down at the grinning girl, finally putting two-and-two together. The room, the sudden transfer from his place to hers, her extreme attitude toward anything she wanted, all of it hit him like Dan ramming his head into a wall various times. The girl squeezing his arm was earnest.

She rubbed her cheek affectionately. "So? What do you think? Cozy, right?"

Cozy indeed, but wrong. "I'm not going to be your husband."

She rolled her eyes-rolled her freaking eyes-like he was acting as the unreasonable one. Somehow his opinion barely mattered. Somehow the idea of all this, everything around them, the room and bed with the matching dressers, made more sense than he denying her. Somewhere she must have dropped her common sense. None of that mattered. She humphed, stomping her foot on the floor.